Chapter 113

The sword owner grows too fast, which is risky for Chen Hao.

"Seventeen, the scar on your face is healed. Do you need another sword?"

"Yes!" Seventeen thought for a moment, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. "Master Jianling, I'm afraid I need your help!"

Chen Hao felt that the red blood demon sword cut not the skin at all, but the leather armor!

He also noticed that when the red blood demon sword made a scar on seventeen's face, seventeen didn't move at all, and even his pupils didn't shrink!

The wound on seventeen's face soon healed, leaving a ferocious scar on his face.

The door of the flame forging room opened, and human figures filed in.

It is the city guard, Qianhu zhouyiran, who is the leader.

"Chen Pengfei, are you still awake?"

"OK!"

As soon as seventeen finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

Zhou Yiran hurried forward to check, and then reassured, "it's OK, just passed out!"

"You take him back to rest!"

Two city guards put down the stretcher, one held his armpit, and the other grabbed his legs. As soon as they tried, they found that seventeen people who had fallen asleep did not move.

Two city guards looked at each other, and a city guard shouted in a low voice, "one, two, three!"

Their faces were flushed, and only seventeen and a half bodies were raised. Seventeen bodies weighed as much as a thousand.

"Change two stronger ones to lift!"

Then the two Qihai martial artists worked together and reluctantly carried seventeen onto the stretcher.

Seventeen slept for two days as soon as he went to bed. Two days later, he woke up and just saw Zhou Yiran.

"Lord Qianhu, how long have I slept?"

"Two days and two nights!"

"Two days and two nights?" Hearing this, he immediately wanted to sit up from the bed. As soon as he straightened up, he collapsed on the bed again.

His whole body was sour and soft, as if his hands, legs, every muscle and bone on his body were not his.

Totally disobey the command!

"What's the matter with me?"

"Normal sequelae after entering the flame forging room, rest for half a month!" Zhou Yiran said with a smile.

"But I want to go to the front!" Seventeen clenched his teeth and desperately tried to sit up. As a result, he exerted too much force and the whole bed collapsed directly.

"Do you really want to go to the front?" Zhou Yiran said hesitantly.

"Yes!"

"The commander hopes you can stay!"

Seventeen was silent.

"I still insist on going to the front!"

Zhou Yiran looked at seventeen's firm, stubborn and stubborn eyes, bowed his head and said, "the commander said that if you stay in Bauhinia City, he will take you as an apprentice. After he retires, you will be the new commander of Bauhinia city! Do you know what this means?"

"What?"

"You will become the most powerful person in Blackwater County!"

"Is it just the most powerful person in Blackwater county?"

"What do you want?" Zhou Yiran asked calmly.

"At least command the army!" Seventeen held his weak right hand and said firmly, "like Ziyang Marquis and Zhenbei Marquis!"

Seventeen grew up in the blue family and was deeply influenced by the blue family. He admired generals like Hou lanlielei in the north of town!

"The commander can't give you this!" Zhou Yiran took a deep breath and felt a little frustrated. He knew that the Bauhinia city guard could not keep Chen Pengfei, "but don't worry, if you insist on joining the army, for public or private, the commander will not stop you."

That afternoon, with the unremitting efforts of 17, he was barely able to get down to the ground, but the strength of his feet was not well controlled, leaving a series of footprints on the hard bluestone road.

He was sent to the carriage, and he can't ride now!

Accompanied by more than 100 city guards such as Xiong Tingzhi and Wu Guang.

Zhou Yiran sent them ten miles outside the city gate.

"Lord Qianhu, send it here!"

"Good! In fact, the commander is looking at you!" He whispered, pointing to the towering walls of Bauhinia city in the distance.

Seventeen raised his head and looked at it with his eyes, but he could not see the figure on the wall clearly.

"I won't disgrace our city guard!"

"Good!" Zhou Yiran said loudly, "I wish Junwu good luck!"

This time, Xiao Qixiang, the old enemy of Zhou Qianhu, led the team to the Bauhinia Legion.

When they went to the front, they were also responsible for escorting food, so even if they left a day late on the 17th, it was not a big problem to catch up with them.

On the third day, they caught up with the army.

Xiao Qixiang saw seventeen, and asked unhappily, "are you Chen Pengfei, who created the strongest record in the history of the flame forging room?"

"It's my subordinates!"

"Yes, forty-four hours, it's a monster!" Xiao Qixiang said somewhat sour, "I don't know what shit luck Zhou Yiran had... If it weren't for you, we would have won the last time we suppressed the bandits!"

Seventeen did not speak.

"Come back!"

Seventeen in the flame forging room for 44 hours, the whole Bauhinia city guard has been spread.

Now seventeen's strength has become a mystery. Even if Xiao Qixiang has a quarrel with Zhou Yiran, he will not embarrass seventeen.

We continued to rush for seven days, only two days away from the front line.

Passing by Heifeng ridge, the mountain is steep, surrounded by strange stones and towering trees. On the narrow mountain road, twothousand city guards escorted food and grass, and the team was very long.

Seventeen and three hundred households in the early stage of Zhenyuan territory shuttle through steep rocks and dense forests.

Seventeen, who had basically recovered, was assigned a new task by Xiao Qixiang to investigate the terrain and dangerous conditions in front of the team.

Seventeen's strength is definitely the top of the twothousand city guards. Even Xiao Qixiang dare not say that he can beat him.

It's reassuring to explore the way at seventeen.

"Brother Peng, do you think Lord Qianhu is too careful? We are still in the territory of Nanyun country, and we haven't arrived at the front line. How can we meet the enemy? I think it's normal around!"

Just after joining the team, the whole camp knew that the bloody hand Tu chenpengfei was coming.

Except for one thousand households, Xiao Qixiang, other hundred households call him brother Peng as long as they are slightly younger and under the age of 30.

The elderly hundred households did not dare to put on the airs of their predecessors in front of him.

In a word, seventeen gets on well with them.

Seventeen answered in a low voice, "the border friction has become more and more intense recently. I heard that the black blood country has often sent people around the back of the Bauhinia Legion to rob recently. It's better to be careful!"

Another master at the early stage of Zhenyuan realm laughed and said, "shouldn't we be so unlucky?"

Seventeen just wanted to speak, suddenly felt the red blood demon sword behind him began to vibrate.

The tremor was slight, but seventeen could feel it.

"What's the matter, Lord Jianling?"

"A hundred meters in front of you on the left, in the grass under the big locust tree, there is murderous spirit. It's a warrior!"

"Yes!"

Seventeen didn't look at the direction Jianling said at all, turned around and said to the people behind him, "everything is normal, let's go back and recover!"

"Good!"