Huang Qi's loud voice rang out: "report to the general. I also think that the words of the third Deputy General of the court are reasonable. My beriberi has been cured. I'm worried about inviting Dr. Zhao..."
Wait for his words to finish, cold Jun AO and toward three Sen cold eyes shot at him at the same time, immediately scared Huang Qi behind words swallow back in the stomach, in the heart a burst of fear.
Why did he feel that the general and the third Deputy General of the DPRK wanted to eat him alive at that moment?
"Since Dr. Zhao was appointed by the third Deputy General of the imperial court, please stay with the king."
Leng Jun's face was calm, and her eyes fell back to Zhao Wanxi again. She was still standing in the same place, and she whispered: "follow me!"
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Zhao Wanxi this just understand come over, the corner of the lip hook Yang, busily go to catch up with the pace of the man, don't forget to look back toward three smile.
He stood in the same place with no expression on his three faces, with a look of lovelessness. He didn't want to go with him at this juncture. He had better wait for the master's anger to dissipate before asking for a pardon!
"After the rest of the whole army, we will continue on our way. Before dark today, we will enter the mountain and set up camp."
Dusk four loud voice sounded, he seems to be deliberately around to the back to see, Mou Guang and Chao San collide in the air, the corner of the lip outlines a rare smile.
Chao San didn't have a good look at him. The boy obviously came to see his joke.
Huang Qi returned to the team and came to Chao San with a flattering look on his face: "the third Deputy General of Chao San is a real man. If there is something wrong with the younger brother in front of him, please forgive me. Don't agree with me!"
Chao San is still cold, a lazy to pay attention to his expression.
At the front of the team, sitting on the fat horse, was not the majestic general Leng junao, but the little doctor Zhao Wanxi, who had just been carried to the front by a man from the last side of the team.
During the two days and nights of marching, her little face has lost a circle. Leng junao looks in his eyes, and the engraved pretty face looks more like frost. Originally, he intended to order Chao San to take her back, but he thinks that the road is far away, and he worries that there will be uncertainties on the way back.
What's more, this little thing of ghosts and spirits can cheat three times and two times. Instead of her small movements behind her, it's better to settle down and let her be in her own sight.
Zhao Wanxi was lying on the horse's back. She felt very comfortable now. Her arms and legs were aching these two days.
Looking at this scene from a distance, Huang Qi, who was walking at the back of the team, was not calm again. He touched Chao San's arm treacherously and said in a low voice: "our general is looking at the cold, but he didn't expect that he was really close to others. He even gave his horse to Dr. Zhao!"
Glancing at him three times, the corners of his lips raised: "why don't you go up and have a try and see if the general will give you the horse to ride?"
Huang Qi gave a low smile and patted his chest bravely: "I don't need this physique! Look at Dr. Zhao's small body. I don't think he can hold it any longer. "
Toward three reward him a white eye, ignore.
Zhao Wanxi, lying on the horse's back, glances at the men walking side by side from time to time. He has a dark face and a deep three-dimensional profile, which is as beautiful as a knife, but also full of evil spirit.
He You look angry!
Zhao Wanxi Ling Mou circulation, since the man let her on the horse, should not drive her away?