The seriously injured person needs rest. No one can afford to scream now, especially the doctor gave him a shot to calm down in order to make him rest, which made Li sleep more soundly.

The Yuetuo terminal was placed next to Li Mi's pillow. When it was buzzing, only Lan Xin was taking care of Li Mi in the ward. Lan Xin opened the terminal and found that a strange number on it only sent a few words, I wanted a peace agreement.

Lan Xin pushed Li Mi, but couldn't wake up. Lan Xin, who felt sorry for Li Mi, turned off Yue Tuo's vibration, tucked Li Mi's quilt, and slowed down the speed of the infusion device.

Lan Xin didn't know that her actions made Ge Manxing's peace three days later, and hundreds of thousands more soldiers died in battle on both sides.

Li Mi's injury doctor said that there was no good way to rely on rest. Lan Xin had already regarded this sentence as an imperial edict. Anyone who wanted to disturb Li Mi's rest was the sinner in her eyes.

The battle outside the Lord of Songs is still continuing. It is not enough to have a sense of blood and courage in the face of absolute strength. The landing ships in the sky continuously send metal modules to the surface of the planet. The army stubbornly defends every position. Brand new military bases have been built one by one, and large-caliber defensive weapons have begun to be equipped.

Relying on the gradually formed military base, the casualties of the Ge Barbarians became increasingly serious. After the base fortress cannons began to cover the battlefield, the Je Barbarians' doomsday finally arrived.

At this moment, ordinary soldiers have become cannon fodder, and the battlefield is full of places where half-armored people and fighting soldiers appear. Large-scale melee has begun to turn into elite strangling battles.

As time passed by, Li Mi was sleeping all the time, and more and more soldiers died. The tunnels of the Lord of the Songs Peak were filled with wounded soldiers. The battlefield ambulance shuttled back and forth, and it was considered a matter of saving one.

There was blood everywhere, and the howling of the injured were everywhere. The killing bee was already numb. Today, he led his troops to fight three assaults on the battlefield, annihilated the fighting soldiers of an enemy company, and rescued more than 40 injured brothers, but he was punched in the chest and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

Passing by the single ward where Li Mi was resting, Guan Xin was wiping Li Mi's face with clean cotton cloth in the glass window. The count's son has not yet woken up.

"Bah... What a blessing this is. You can sleep well on the battlefield and there are girls to serve you..." Lan Xin's hot figure made the killer bee even more angry.

"Who are you scolding?" The third brothers stationed at the door of the ward and the brothers from the Magician Company stopped working, and a group of people surrounded the killing bees and glared at them.

Without Thunder Stone, Qi Sha was also disabled. Now the killing bee has become the second-ranked figure under the poison dragon. Almost all the half-armored people of the rebel army were commanded by him. As soon as his personal soldiers rushed up, the people on both sides immediately took over the bull.

"Did I curse?" The murderer said sarcastically, "I am envious. Such a beautiful girl is serving her day and night. Do you still have to urinate at night... Hahaha!" People around her burst into laughter.

"I beat you to death..." Pi Pang punched her, but unfortunately Pi Pang was just a bone-forging warrior, and she was incomparable to the killing bee. The other party's fist came first and went straight to Pi Pang's nose.

The king pushed Pi Pang away with his hands and said, "Be careful..." Then he held the punch with his left arm. The two of them passed more than ten moves like lightning. The eyes of the people around him could no longer keep up with the speed of the punch, and they could only hear the sound of banging through the air.

The fight was just a flash. The king's practical experience was not as good as the killer bee. He covered his appetite and held the wall with one hand, harshing the blood in the ninja's throat.

The murderer bee glanced disdainfully, "If Li Mi is awake, maybe she can play two tricks with me. What are you... Now the Black Left Army outside no longer wants you, and Ge Manxing will not accept you. A group of betrayal dogs dare to be arrogant!"

The murderer left the ward with the guards. Now he dared not challenge the authority of the Chief Poison Dragon. He could teach a little lesson, but he dared not.

Regardless of the grief and anger of the king, the killer bee continued to penetrate deep into the ground, and gradually the only one behind him was the most loyal warriors, all of whom were all-around warriors he carefully trained in the Iron Curtain Legion.

"Hold the intersection, no one can come in without my order..." The murder bee walked into the dark and cold dungeon alone.

The person in the condom is covered with a layer of hard shell, and his limbs and torso are wrapped in a layer of green hard shell, and the material is a bit like hard plastic.

This is not a special equipment to imprison him. It is the best way to treat large-scale fractures. This layer of turtle shell is covered with potions to restore bone growth.

The bee in the trap, and the ghosts in the eyes were full of ghosts. "I thought you didn't dare to come! If you come a few hours later, you know the consequences, it's very difficult for me to die.

Bah... The killing bee spitted on the face of the man in the trap. "When you were in your magic power before, I was afraid that you would have three points. Now you are just a skinny dog, and you dare to threaten me?"

The person who was trapped is not angry at all, and has the qualities of spitting on his face. He smiled and said, "I don't have one. A commander who knows how to bend and stretch is a person who does big things... In the past, you were not as strong as me, so you had to obey my orders. Now I'm a slap. If you don't spit this, I really don't dare to cooperate with you..."

"If you still treat me like a big shot now, it only means that you are going to break up with me and kill me... Hahaha, I'm right?"

The murderer bee squatted down and smiled, "Damn it, we are really like alike. Why do you know me so much? Tell me how feasible is your plan?"

"Ninety percent feasible... As long as you fully cooperate with me, I will hide that spaceship where you dare not even think about it, and only I can start..."

The murderer bee threw a pitch-black ring in front of the man in the condom. "I'm sorry you dare not lie to me. Now, who else can you believe besides me? This is the undead spirit accumulated in three days. It's only so much or not. The base of the Black Left Man outside has been basically completed, and there are not many scenes of bloody battles for more than 100,000 people..."

The man in the trap took a deep breath, and the ring emitted a black air into his body. The man in the trap had not replenished such a strong undead aura for a long time. He seemed to feel that all his broken bones were healing rapidly.

"What a fresh undead spirit... with a little bit of the rebelliousness of the Thunderbird Tribe, and the heavy and steadyness of the War Bear Tribe... Oh, and there is actually the pride of the Black Left Soldier... It's like a perfect glass of mellow wine. Nothing in the world is more delicious than him..."

"I really don't know how many parents' efforts can produce such excellent creatures. Their lives have been condensed into such a cup of mellow wine... Three hundred thousand unjust souls, help me practice!"

With a muffled sound, the turtle shell on the man in the trap exploded inch by inch.
Chapter completed!