worried that it would be easy to show his flaws if he continued to gossip, Li Shi immediately pointed to Gong Dabao and yelled at the people in Jinya Castle: "dute, what are you doing? Didn't you see my brother hurt so badly? Take us to the hospital
The people of Jinya castle were stunned by Li Shi's roar, but they didn't care about the details. They immediately gave up some horses.
When the crowd rode on horses and entered the golden crow castle, they gave Li Shi a thumbs up.
The architectural style of jinyabao inherits the style of silver leopard City, which is rugged and strong.
Although it is not as exquisite as the architecture of the Tang Dynasty, it also has a different flavor of the Great Wall.
Li Shi was relaxed and enjoyed the night view of jinyabao as a tourist.
At this time, it was close to midnight, but the golden crow castle was still very busy. From time to time, the sound of wine mixing came from all over the place.
In the crowd, Li Shi also saw many orcs, apparently from the alliance of ten thousand islands, just like the cicada in his disguise.
Compared with Li Shi's leisurely, the young men of the fifth team were much more restrained and did not dare to look around.
Li Shi sighed in his heart: after all, his experience is not enough.
Before long, they were taken to a white building.
This is not a hospital, but a temporary medical office built in Jinya castle.
A bleary looking medical monk, rubbing his bald scalp and wearing his rosacea, muttered: "what kind of people are they? They are not allowed to sleep in the middle of the night."
Although the medical friars also have a high status on the mainland, they are obviously nothing compared with the venerable cicada people.
The soldiers of Jinya Castle immediately yelled at the friar: "shut up and help our cicada clan guests to check their injuries!
If it is not cured, tomorrow you will hang your head at the gate of the castle
The friar was suddenly scared to wake up and quickly bowed his head to promise.
The soldiers of jinyabao nodded and bowed to Li Shi and others, then left here.
The medical friar welcomed Li Shi and them into the room. After closing the door, he offered hot tea for several people. Then he asked with a flattering smile: "I don't know which venerable person needs treatment?"
Li Shi blows the cup in his hand and sips the hot tea gently. The corners of his mouth draw a strange arc.
The monk suddenly felt cold behind him. He just wanted to turn around, but it was too late.
A heavy blow hit him hard in the back of his head. His eyes were black and he was in a coma.
Wen Qingyu blew his fist, looked at the monk on the ground with disdain, and asked Li Shi, "brother Li, what shall we do next?"
Li Shi took another sip of hot tea, and sighed in his heart: Gong Dabao, Long Yan and Wen Qingyu in this small team are more talented, while the others are mediocre.
Gong Dabao, needless to say, is a man of brute strength and good martial arts talent.
Long Yan, the pupil of an owl, is enough to ensure that his future will not be dim.
Although Wen Qingyu's talent is relatively general, he is more intelligent than others. In troubled times, he may be the one who knows how to survive.
In this way, Li Shixin has considered the division of labor and positioning of this team.
Li Shi put down his tea cup, pointed to the comatose monk on the ground and said, "close this man somewhere, and then have a good sleep here. I'll take you there one day tomorrow...
Li Shi grinned:" kill. "