"Uncle Long! You're calling me a ghost--" General Jia finally managed to curse after coughing, but he couldn't continue in the middle of the curse.
Staring at the huge thing above his head, he thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and twisted his thigh in disbelief.
"Ouch!" Commander Lin's voice sounded in pain.
General Jia finally confirmed that his eyes were not dazzled and he was not dreaming. There was really a dragon on his head - ah! There were two people standing on the dragon's head, that was -
General Jia jumped up from the ground and picked up Military Advisor Lin.
He pointed at the huge thing above his head: "Lao Lin, do you think those standing on top of that dragon are Feng Shuai and Wang Fei?"
Poor Military Advisor Lin was an old man. He had just been twisted to the point where his thighs were cramped. Before he could recover, he was picked up by General Jia again. His whole body was not in good condition. There were countless double images shaking in front of his eyes, and he could not see clearly at all.
, what else can I answer?
However, Military Advisor Lin did not need to answer anything, because the two people standing above the "dragon" fell gracefully.
If it’s not Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi, who could it be?
Feng Danyuan said to General Jia, who was staring straight at him: "Get your troops together and leave here immediately."
General Jia did not respond.
Feng Danyuan frowned and said in a stern tone: "What are you still doing? When it explodes again, are you going to go see the King of Hell?"
General Jia was so excited that his three souls and seven souls immediately returned to their positions and loudly replied: "Yes!"
Feng Danyuan also brought the trapped and seriously injured soldiers to an open place and gathered them together with the soldiers who were not injured or only slightly injured.
The situation is very bad. More than 100 people in the 5,000-strong army have died, and half of them are seriously injured and are in critical condition.
Seeing this situation, General Jia couldn't even curse.
Those are his comrades fighting side by side with him!
Wei Zi was even more anxious. She had no medicine and no manpower. No matter how good her medical skills were, she could not bring those soldiers who had already stepped on the road to hell back to the world intact.
"Master, use my blood." Xiao Bai had already channeled his spirit and understood Wei Zi's concerns at a glance.
Wei Zi was stunned, recalling the memory of Nvwa using Bai Kui's blood to save her tribe after the war. She understood that this was the best and fastest way, and nodded: "Xiao Bai, thank you!"
After finding some undamaged containers and calling a few uninjured soldiers, she used a dagger to scratch Xiaobai's body.
But Xiaobai has been in the Tianyu Mountains for so many years, and his body has become as hard as rock. How can a dagger cut it?
"Let the goddess come." Xiaobai said.
Wei Zi could only ask Feng Danyuan for help.
"Be patient." Feng Danyuan said to Xiaobai.
"It doesn't matter." Xiaobai said calmly.
The long sword was infused with nine layers of "Canghailu" and slowly cut open Xiaobai's body.
Golden blood gushes out like a fine spring.
Wei Zi hurriedly went to pick him up with the soldiers.
Bowls of Bai Kui's blood were brought to them, and the soldiers all looked at each other, wondering what would happen if they drank this stuff.
"Drink it."
But as long as Feng Danyuan's order is there, no one dares to disobey it.
Military Advisor Lin also received a small bowl.
Looking at the golden liquid in the bowl, he hesitated for a moment.
"Dragon blood, you can live a long life if you drink it. Lao Lin, drink it quickly." General Jia encouraged at the side.
Military Master Lin glanced at him, meaning: "It's so good. Do you want to have a bite?"
