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Chapter 1059 1059: Thighs, thighs [please vote]

Mentally retarded brother: "..."

The old man: "..."

Although it is a bit unethical to say this, the fragile, delicate appearance of his colleague can indeed arouse a bit of pity. The two people who realized this had the urge to poke their own eyes. With the main Speaking of which, these eyeballs are not clean. Take them off and rinse them with water. I really don’t know whether I should blame my bad eyesight or my colleagues’ excellent acting skills?

After a period of chill, the dark folds on the old man's face were squeezed even more by the smile, and his eyes were full of gloating at the good show. Oh, watching the good show of the evil plot is more relaxing than taking revenge on him: "Yuan Liang takes the world seriously. Unparalleled. In the past, a man would say, "Except for being pregnant, he is all-wise and omnipotent." However, Yuanliang's female body even has Tiangui..."

what does that mean?

It means that Qi Yuanliang can even get pregnant.

This fact simply shocked his jaw!

The mentally retarded brother still had some camaraderie, so he didn't add insult to injury at this juncture, but looking at the look in his eyes that he hesitated to speak, Qi Shan also knew what kind of shock this guy had experienced in his heart. The girl beat the bed angrily, and greeted Shen Tang eight times in her heart. The old man greeted his ancestors eighteen times and gritted his teeth and said: "Hahaha, you have to be careful. If you offend Qi one day, Qi will turn you into a female body and contribute to the population of Kang State."

The imperial court has always been promoting births.

What's the use of just talking about it? Shouldn't it work?

Officials set an example and gave birth to ten or eight children themselves. Not only did they let the female family members in the backyard give birth, but they also gave birth to children themselves, endlessly! They held two in one year, four in three years, and six in five years... Literary scholars had good health and recovered. Come on, there are almost no hidden dangers in pregnancy, and one child a year will not be a deficiency! One child is born every year, one child after another! Why worry about the population not being prosperous and the country being unstable?

The old man was frightened by his eyes and took two steps back.

The mentally retarded brother also took half a step back in shock.

The old man lacked confidence: "Really, can you really do it?"

The way this guy is a scribe is so terrifying???

The girl grabbed the thing at hand and threw it at the old man, but unfortunately she missed. Seeing this, the old man slowly let go of his hanging heart and secretly wiped his sweat. To be honest, he was really afraid that Qi Yuanliang would play this with him. Recruit. As long as it is fake, everything is easy to say.

"If it's not Tiangui, then what's going on with this blood?"

The bleeding location is really embarrassing.

The old man responded quickly: "So it's the Lord?"

Five words silenced the mentally retarded brother, and the CPU was almost scrapped, so the Lord came to Tiangui to influence the prayer book?

He was in a very delicate mood.

On the one hand, he felt that it was not good for the ministers to know such private things about the lord, and on the other hand, he felt that Tiangui represented the ability to reproduce heirs, and the continuation of heirs was linked to the inheritance of the country - Kang Guo's successor could only be the blood of the lord, so that he could To ensure the stable succession of the old and new eras. From this point of view, the coming of the Lord to Tiangui is not only not something that needs to be avoided and embarrassed, but it is a major event worthy of the world's amnesty and the ministers raising their glasses to congratulate the Lord!

To some extent, it is even more important than the court meetings.

The mentally retarded brother said solemnly: "If so, it's a good thing."

The old man also nodded in approval.

Girl: "..."

He wanted to slam his head on the wooden pillow.

I am truly blessed to have these colleagues!

The girl gritted her teeth, grinding her teeth loudly.

They just didn't do it anymore, and a carp jumped up, frightened the two of them and took a step back to guard. The girl did not hit them, but pulled up the inner and outer skirts and the legs of the wide-mouthed trousers, revealing a strip of blood. dripping thighs.

That thigh barraged into their eyes like this.

It left two people with varying degrees of shock.

The old man: "..."

Mentally retarded brother: "..."

This kind of Zhongshu Ling is the biggest darkness in the official career.

The girl said: "Look again!"

The thighs were nothing to look at, but they were covered with wounds, and an astonishing amount of bleeding came from these wounds.

These wounds look like missing arms and legs...

Character?

Old man: "...So it's the Lord?"

Mentally retarded brother: "...If so, it's a good thing."

Girl: "..."

There has never been a moment like this when I wanted to kill my colleagues.

Because Shen Tang's handwriting was incomplete, Qi Shan pulled up his trouser legs to identify it for a long time without lifting his eyebrows. His mentally retarded brother did not move, but the old man didn't have so many scruples and came up to help identify it. While recognizing it, he complained: "My lord, I guess it is I didn’t want you to get stabbed a few more times, so I simplified and simplified the characters again and again, but it was hard to read.”

Why go to all this trouble?

Are literary scholars still afraid of engraving on their thighs?

If it had been him with this little wound, he wouldn't have even frowned.

"Why is there so much blood?" Literary scholar's physique is not as perverted as that of a martial artist, but it is also much better than ordinary people, and his wounds heal very quickly. These wounds look scary, but the earliest ones have already begun to heal, and the blood should not Just increase it.

The girl said with a pale face: "She started again."

This time I switched to another leg.

The Lord really won't give up until he plays to death, right?

The writing on the other leg is easy to read.

The old man murmured: "Are you... or not?"

Girl: "..."

Mentally retarded brother: "..."

It’s no wonder that Shen Tang wastes two words. It’s really because she is in a panic. Shen Tang is worried that the whereabouts of the three of them will be exposed. Naturally, she is also worried that the three of them will fall into the enemy’s hands. She is also worried that Wu Xian will not play the trick of fishing for big fish with a long term. Qishan didn't respond. Could something have happened? She deliberately carved the reminder on her thigh instead of somewhere else, naturally because this location was concealed enough.

Shen Tang was on pins and needles here.

The girl also suffered a lot.

That is to say, is there a possibility that the Lord is injured and he is also injured, but he is injured and the Lord is unscathed? This is a unilateral message! No new words appeared after this, and Shen Tang is probably aware of this problem. , began to feel guilty.

There were no new wounds. The three girls concentrated on deciphering the news about missing arms and legs. In fact, it was not difficult to understand, and they could even guess a lot. This did not make the three of them happy, just because the blood on their thighs was written on them. Tell them that they have most likely been exposed and the enemy knows their existence. If they are captured, do not be angry or resist, just relax and wait for rescue.

Shen Tang is willing to pay the price in exchange for the three of them.

If Gao Guo dared to break up the vote, she would dare to let Gao Guo be buried with him.

From the perspective of a minister, it is impossible not to be heart-warming.

It would be better if they were not written on someone's thigh! The old man looked at this circle of words and said quietly: "You are so kind as a mountain. If I pray for the blessing, I really want to have it rubbed as a souvenir."

Rubbing is very difficult, peeling is much easier.

The girl wanted to lift her thigh and kick Cui Shanxiao's old face.

The mentally retarded brother intervened in the topic in time to stop a conflict from intensifying: "The Lord said we were exposed, what should we do?"

Run away now, get away and feel at ease as soon as possible?

The girl lowered her trouser legs and skirt. Her face seemed expressionless, but in fact she was filled with anger. She said with a sinister smile: "Since they want to take a long-term approach to catch a big fish, let's just pretend we don't know! I'm afraid even Wu Zhaode won't be willing to do it easily. Kill us!"

Only waste that loses its value will be easily torn apart.

Of the three of them, which one is not worth a county?

Wu Zhaode is willing to waste three counties?

As long as they are reluctant, there is no need for them to panic.

Not only did Qi Shan not panic, he also deliberately fine-tuned the condition of the vest to make his skin color closer to a sickly pale color. At first glance, he looked deficient in energy and blood, which was more and more similar to the congratulatory letter. The old man always felt that the girl was holding back bad things, and she It doesn't live up to expectations either.

As night fell, the camp not only did not quiet down, but instead became lively with the sound of armor parts clashing. There were dense crowds of people, as if they were about to mobilize troops for an expedition. He Shu had already packed his bags and set off tomorrow afternoon, but he didn't feel sleepy at this moment.

"What's going on outside the tent?"

The fifth-level doctor said: "It's that girl."

He Shu replied casually: "Let her come in."

When the curtains of the military tent were opened from the middle to both sides, a girl dressed in simple clothes but unable to conceal her romance came in. He Shu just raised his eyes inadvertently, and this sight made him startled, and tea poured out of the cup. , soaked a piece of his sleeve. His eyes were shocked as he watched the girl holding a table with food, and she approached gracefully. A serious illness made her look bad, but against the background of her two thin eyebrows that were filled with sadness, she actually had more breasts. A different kind of charm.

"Why is the girl here?"

He Shu tried hard to make his voice sound normal.

The girl put down the things gently and moved not far away from He Shu, her eyes filled with pure gratitude and infinite admiration: "He Lang saved the slave family, slave, slave has nothing to repay..."

There was a hint of nervousness and shyness on his face.

He Shu: "..."

The fifth-level doctor who was guarding outside the tent looked in all directions and heard clearly that the master of the house in the tent behind him seemed to have a much lower breath: "...the girl's words are serious, which is a life-saving grace for the girl, but for He It’s just a matter of hands.”

The two exchanged pleasantries in the camp for several rounds.

The fifth-level doctor watched helplessly as the girl left sadly.

He was puzzled: "Why is the head of the family unhappy?"

Is it because the girl’s face looks like the second master?

Thinking about it, it’s really not easy to accept.

He Shu almost laughed angrily: "It's not your business."

The fifth-level doctor heard this and kept silent.

On the second day, He Shu was ordered to accompany the army to assist.

Before leaving, he found the three old men and said to him: "The military camp is a mixed bag of good and bad, and it is not suitable for you and others to recuperate. There is still some silver and dry food here, which will be enough for you to eat for a while. He is now busy with important things and cannot take care of you.

My father-in-law, I plan to have my servants take you to a safe place, and take good care of yourselves in the future."

The girl flatly refused.

The old man was moved but shook his head in refusal.

He said sincerely: "There is nothing else about the old man. When he was young, he had a lot of strength and was famous all over the country. He is not far behind now. You are the great benefactor of our family, and our life belongs to you. How could it be possible?

Are you leaving at this time?"

If it hadn't been for yesterday's thigh incident, they would have walked down the steps and escaped to a safe area. Now they have to change their mind - they are afraid that if the front foot agrees, the back foot will be pierced and captured. It is better to rely on He Buzuo first and leave.

Take it one step at a time.

He Shu disagreed: "Is marching and fighting child's play?"

The old man: "Well, to be honest, you still have some way to survive in this world right now. If we were to leave you, the old ones and the young ones would probably die within a few days."

He Shu heard this and no longer insisted.

I plan to take three people with me.

The old man's heart sank.

He Shu's behavior obviously meant that he knew there was something wrong with the three of them and had no real intention to let them go. The three of them didn't have any luggage to pack, so they set off as soon as the time came. The old man noticed that the mentally retarded brother's breath was much lower, so he used Kang

The country's unique encrypted method of transmitting messages appears to outsiders as an old man comforting his idiot grandson and arranging his messy clothes.

【What's wrong?】

Mentally retarded brother: [worry.]

Naturally, he is not worried about his own safety, or even the goal of this army going south, but the tenth-level Zuo Shuchang who secretly protects him. The strength of the tenth-level Zuo Shuchang is already above average among brave warriors, as long as

The enemy's strength is not much higher, so with his ability to conceal his aura, he shouldn't be easily exposed.

Considering the situation of the three of them, it was hard for him to say.

The mentally retarded brother took a deep breath.

Taking the opportunity to close his eyes, he suppressed the murderous desire in his heart.

I just hope it's not the worst outcome.

Otherwise, he will let this soldier and horse taste the consequences first!

While all parties were waiting anxiously, Kang Guo's wounded barracks was like water dripping into hot oil, and oil splashed everywhere in an instant. Two warriors carried a simple stretcher and ran away, almost running out of the afterimage. They shouted loudly as they ran.

: "Quick--come quickly!"

A wounded soldier strolling around took a look.

Blood dripped from the stretcher and spread all the way intermittently.

Everyone consciously made way for a passage.

The military doctor who heard the commotion also came over to check the situation, and after a while he ran away to ask for Doctor Xinglin. Doctor Xinglin had a special sign, and the wounded soldiers were familiar with it. He couldn't help but become curious about the person on the stretcher: "Who was injured?"

Who is that person?"

He passed by in a hurry and didn't see clearly. He didn't look like a general in the army, but looked like an ordinary warrior. But this was wrong. If he were an ordinary warrior, how could he make those people so nervous? Doctor Xinglin took action, and the injury was definitely serious.

It’s so bad that he needs to fight against King Yama: “I don’t know if I can save him?”

"Probably not possible."

"But two of Xinglin's medical doctors have gone." It is said that this time Xinglin, a medical doctor, transferred five people, and five of them left and two... Ah no, while she was talking, she saw another one coming.

As she stretched her neck to look around, she heard someone beside her say: "No matter how strong the doctor Xinglin is, that person's head is half off..."

Even though it was just an afterimage, I saw it.

The other person's neck seemed to have been cut in half.

This injury is so severe that I can’t save it even if I come here.

"hiss--"

"hiss--"

Several patients gasped in unison.

"really?"

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

"How can I see it wrong? Don't forget, I am from the Shenjian Battalion. How can I survive with poor eyesight?" The soldier who spoke sighed. If possible, she also hoped that she had seen it wrong. In addition to the fatal wound on her neck,

The arms also seemed empty.

The identity of the injured man seems unusual.

Not long after, I saw the Lord coming in a hurry.

Everyone saluted in unison, but the Lord, who usually responded generously, didn't seem to see it. He passed by and went straight to the camp where the rescuers were being rescued. Those with good eyesight could clearly see that the Lord's face was covered with a layer of frost.

Yes, one glance can make one's heart tremble.

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