After Fklo's treatment, Ye Wuchou's arms gradually returned to their normal colors. Only the dense blood spots and tight muscles became soft and soft, which showed how terrifying his condition was.

Ye Wuchou opened his eyes and saw a beautiful face. Although this face was eroded by wind and sand, the background color of the beauty was still peerless.

"How do you feel if you don't have a hatred?" Lan Ruyu's voice revealed relief.

Ye Wuchou tried to raise his hand and support him, but was shocked to find that his arms were sore that it was hard to move. Then his memories poured into his thoughts like a tide. He immediately moved his gaze in a hurry, and finally saw a figure that made him feel at ease when his vision was about to reach the end of his ability.

The figure was a little erratic, but the condition was quite good, but the heart-wrenching loneliness made the beautiful shadow misty with a faint sadness.

Ye Wuchou had no time to take care of this many things at this time, because he was immediately surrounded by the gathered soldiers.

Lan Ruyu smiled like a flower, and she said, "Everyone is worried about you." As she said this, she gently lifted Ye Wuqiu's head up and leaned against her arms. The fragrant fragrance did not dissipate, and the raging sand could not cover it up. Ye Wuqiu smelled it, and his first awakening consciousness felt extremely comfortable. He looked at Lan Ruyu's face intoxication and said, "Put the candle together, and talk to Wushan during the evening."

Lan Ruyu's face suddenly turned red, and she said shyly: "Everyone is still watching."

Gremy, Fcrolo and others were originally here to care about Ye Wuchou's injuries, but the two of them suddenly sprinkled dog food. They immediately started to cheer and laughed: "Sir, you continue to continue. Seeing that you have nothing to do, I will feel relieved. Enjoy the rain in Wushan."

Ye Wuqiu was very weak, but when he heard that they were making fun of it, he was very excited. He said seriously: "A couple of night clouds in Wushan return, a gentle dream, and a bliss on earth is not something you can understand? Blue Deer Head, don't you?"

When Lan Ruyu heard this, she was both ashamed and annoyed, and there was a kind of sweetness rippling in her heart. In the past, if a man dared to be so "flirtatious" to her, she would definitely raise her sword and splatter on the spot, allowing the disciple to feel why the flowers are so red.

But now, Ye Wuchou's words are like an intimation that they have done a turbulent act. How could she not annoy her clean and innocent daughter? But she couldn't vent her feelings, and her tenderness made her feel a little happy.

Maybe he knows Ye Wuchou's character and knows that he is an open-minded and generous young man?

Therefore, Lan Ruyu's fair skin became more and more vivid in her shyness. Ye Wuchou saw her with a smile, and he felt that the air between the two was flowing with a simple beauty.

"Ahhh," Fkro smiled with a clear look on his face, "Sir, you are so proud that you are so fast, and you are really worthy of being young and promising!"

Looking at Fcrow who was winking, Ye Wuchou smiled, but because he was too weak, his body could not withstand the involvement, so he could only restrain himself a little. However, he still showed a look that was similar to Fcrow and said: "When it comes to the saint of the Holy See of Meenri, I still owe me Chun Xiao overnight! Such treatment is not comparable to you?"

At this time, Gremy interrupted and said, "Saint? Your Highness, you really have a heavy taste. In the Holy See, the Saint is famous for being a stinky ditch in the chef's house. Do you still have the leisure to play with her? To put it bluntly, she is just a comfort center for senior officials of the Holy See, she is just a senior prostitute."

Ye Wuchou was stunned when he heard this, and then recalled that when Meinri was knocked out by the saint when he sneaked into the caravan and broke through, she was extremely negative, as if he had seen through the words of fortune-telling, and the excessive demands he made, the high priest was still calm and even changed his agreement, which was this! In the high priest's opinion, there was no more cost-effective in this world to exchange for the Paladin's temporary stability at such a cheap price.

This must be a woman with a tragic fate, Ye Wuchou thought secretly.

"Isn't that the Saint the Facade of the Holy See? Only when the lintel of the family can the ruling of the people help to rule. If the people knew that the Saint was like this, how could they continue to believe in the Holy See?" Ye Wuchou asked.

"Go back to Your Highness, I have served as the Deputy Knight of the Templar Templar for many years. If the Holy See wants to control the power of the Templar Templar, I must pass through us. I know all these things." Gremy paused and said, "Justice said, just like the relationship between the Holy See for the Paladin. For the Holy See, the people's vision and public opinion are just tools that they can easily control. You think, great positions like the Paladin have been replaced by the Holy See like a cat like a prince, so it is not surprising that such a thing happened to the Saint."

This made Ye Wuchou secretly shocked. Xin Hao and they were unique. As the swamp shepherds tried pressure outside, they were able to escape successfully and repeatedly escaped danger and embarked on the road to survival. Otherwise, what awaited them would be the dark cramps and imprisonment!

Then he thought of Old Ward again. This mysterious old man kept exuding a dazzling temperament. He must have a parent, otherwise he would not have been afraid to stay in Meinri. But what happened between him and the Holy See and the former Paladin? There must be little-known secrets between them!

Ye Wuchou was completely excited when he thought of these feelings, and only some depression left. He decided to end the topic: "It's useless to think about these things now. We are still in a desperate situation. If we cannot find a way to survive, then these can only be regarded as last words buried among the ruins of this ancient battlefield."

"Sir, what should we do next? Please give me some instructions."

Ye Wuchou gradually adapted to the weakness and soreness of his body. Except for his arms that could not mobilize the slightest strength, he just hung softly on both sides of his body, his other body functions were still functioning normally. He stood up with difficulty and watched with Lan Ruyu's support. He saw the lush forest on the top of the mountain, and a halo of bronze and dark gold blooming faintly on the other side of the forest. He pointed forward, and the team moved there again like a broken flower and willow.

"Looking at the mountain, you will die." Ye Wuchou sighed, "Our two powerful men at the peak of the Dou Emperor were exhausted, which shows the harsh environment."

"Your Highness, we should indeed worry about the future." Gremy frowned and looked back at the troops that supported each other.

"We just work hard and leave the rest to God's will. If God keeps us, we will definitely seek justice from our enemies!"

Ye Wuqiu's previous passionate mobilization was a bit ridiculous at this time. After all, between the universe, ups and downs are from fate, and misfortunes are extremely small. This is the truth they have learned from the baptism under the sandstorm.

This is different from the tide of swamp corpse. After all, fighting with people is endless fun. Fighting with the sky can only help you appreciate the power of Hongmeng's nature more and more. Awe from the soul is an inevitable trend.

Ye Wuchou staggered, his mouth was dry but he could not find the water source, so he could only resist and advance forward. He looked around the team and found that Huo Lingchang was stubbornly walking with the tree trunk himself. Even though her shoes were damaged by the rugged road, even if her weak body kept rushing into the dizzy feeling in her mind, she ignored her and just walked like an ant. Although it was a small step, it was enough to reach a thousand miles.

Ye Wuchou's eyes saw red blood seeping out of Huo Lingchang's feet. It was obviously a sharp stone that cut her feet. It was obvious that the girl was in unbearable pain, but she didn't say a word.

Ye Wuchou suddenly felt like he was losing his parents. The stronger Huo Lingchang was, his self-condemnation became more and more vigorous. He ignored Lan Ruyu's obstruction and immediately staggered to Huo Lingchang's eyes in the eyes of the whole team.

Huo Lingchang's eyes were filled with mist, and the wet meaning that seemed to be wronged and overflowing contained a disguise that seemed to be cold and real. Ye Wuchou wanted to give it to the gentleness of the spring breeze blowing on the willows, but suddenly when he saw such a sense of distance, he was very surprised and couldn't figure out why it was like this.

He wanted to raise his arm, but he just shook it. This little bit of turmoil did not even deform. He looked annoyed and shouted, "Gremy!"

"Your Highness!"

"Tear off the cloth strip from my clothes and wrap Sister Lingchang's feet."

Gremy was stunned when she heard this, "Your Highness, before the girl is married, you should not show her feet, let alone touch her?"

Ye Wuchou's face turned red and said, "Then Huo Jie was unconscious and Ling Chang's sister had only one relative, so what should I do?"

Huo Lingchang stared at the ground with her beautiful eyebrows and eyes. Her uneasy mood reduced the pain from the soles of her feet. She wanted to make her voice look cold as much as possible, but she couldn't help but add a little gentleness to her mouth: "I can do it myself, I don't have to worry about it."

"Your Highness, why not let other girls come. We rough men are really hard to compete with."

Ye Wuchou paused and turned his head to look at Xue Keqi. The beautiful woman understood and immediately ran over to treat Huo Lingchang's wound. She first disinfected the wound and randomly wrapped it with white gauze. Then she wrapped the cloth strips that had been torn off Ye Wuchou's clothes and wrapped them around. Finally, under the instructions of the considerate Ye Wuchou, she cut two pieces of leather and placed them on the soles of Huo Lingchang's feet in moderation.

"How do you feel?" Ye Wuchou's eyes were full of concern.

Huo Lingchang's originally armed defense line was defeated under such a sight, dissipating quickly like boiling soup and snow. She blushed, and the feeling of happiness in her chest was jumping, as always. Even the girl herself clearly realized that her simple and clear thoughts were still surging, as the young man's steps were unrestrained, and as the young man lingers.
Chapter completed!