Chapter 68: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 4

052 reacted quickly.

Xiao Jintian was also arrogant and sensitive, and he remembered the humiliation brought to him by the sixty lashes.

It's impossible to fall into his hands without suffering.

But he would not let Qianzhou die here.

Yuan Hao's two arrows seemed to have achieved the best results, winning the first prize and giving Xiao Jintian the answer he wanted.

But the arrow that hit Qianzhou at the last moment seemed too deliberate in Xiao Jintian's eyes.

So the first arrow also became intriguing.

Qianzhou remembered the two kicks Xiao Jintian gave him, it hurt terribly.

Well, since Xiao Jintian can't tolerate any sand in his eyes, Qian Zhou will deliberately make him angry.

[System 052: Do you know how handsome you were just now?]

Qianzhou: But I’m almost dying of pain.

[System 052: Don't worry, with your basic physical strength this time, you will recover quickly.]

But thinking that pain was inevitable, 052 fell silent again.

It was late at night, Xiao Jintian and Yuan Hao had left, but this ridiculous entertainment continued.

There were only 6 red belts left on Qianzhou's body. Although he was still standing, he was almost at his limit.

He broke the arrow from his chest, leaving only the arrowhead untouched.

The wound was still bleeding and I couldn't run or jump.

The Wolf King did not bring many of his trusted aides with him on this expedition. Apart from Yuan Hao, there were only a few mediocre young generals present.

A handsome young man won two prizes in a row and won the Wolf King's Jade Wine.

The cheers and shouts were deafening, and everyone started to urge their brothers to try it.

"My father is ill, and I have to take him back to honor him." He declined with a smile.

A few people took the lead in booing a few times, and then everyone dispersed.

Everyone knows that his father is a well-known businessman and is in good health.

Qian Zhou was already exhausted and was helped up from the ground, his neck soaked with cold sweat.

The hair was wet and stuck to the skin, and it looked white and smooth despite being weathered by battle.

No obvious scars.

Qian Zhou's vision was already blurry, the world was spinning slowly, and he could hardly stand.

"I'll do it, brothers, go back and rest."

Said the young man who won the wine.

Zhong Nan has handsome features. Although he joined the army in Beili, his appearance has a gentle southern temperament.

You are very likable when you speak softly.

"Xiao Zhong, this is an important person. If something goes wrong, it will be disastrous."

Zhong Nan said, "Don't worry. When we get back to the capital, I'll host a banquet at Lanyu Tower and we'll have a great meal."

The two smiled happily when they heard this, "We've been waiting for you to say this!"

Zhong Nan held Qian Zhou's arm, and the force he used was much lighter than the previous two people.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zhong Nan’s fingers were trembling a little, as if he was nervous.

He watched the two soldiers leave, and carefully helped Qianzhou back to his original cell.

The Shura mask looks very cold in the dim environment.

However, Zhong Nan knew what a stunning appearance lay beneath the mask.

He had seen it when he was a child.

The rumor that the Third Prince is cold and aloof is just a rumor. He is a really good person.

Zhong Nan helped Qian Zhou sit down on the haystack, and when he left, he accidentally dropped the sachet hanging on his waist to the ground.

The prison door slammed shut, and Qianzhou endured the pain and picked up the sachet.

It is a very common style that can be bought everywhere and exudes a strong herbal aroma.

Qianzhou opened the sachet and found that it was indeed filled with dried herbal fragments.

He raised his head and took a deep look in the direction where Zhong Nan left.

Qianzhou: I feel like I have a fever and I'm cold... Can these medicines be used on wounds?

[System 052: Yes]

[System 052: Oh, if only this were a normal world. With a pain shield turned on, you could sleep comfortably.]

Qianzhou shook his head, thinking that even if the pain was gone, he still couldn't sleep on a haystack like this.

He crushed the herbs between his fingertips and sprinkled them on the wound.

He didn't dare to pull out the iron arrow on his shoulder.

[Qianzhou: 052...Will I die if no one takes care of me?]

[System 052: Come on, Qianzhou, you must be strong. Your physical fitness in this world is almost catching up with Gu Sheng.]

Although he had felt it before, Qian Zhou didn't expect the value to be so high.

Qian Zhou suddenly became very curious. In this world, he was a battle-hardened ancient prince, and in the previous world, he was a rich young master who lived a life of luxury.

How much difference can there be in physical fitness?

Qian Zhou: In my previous life, I couldn't even break Gu Sheng with my bare hands.

[System 052: With your physique, you're not gaining weight despite eating a lot of snacks, and you're a bit malnourished. It's good that you don't have osteoporosis.]

[Qianzhou: Shut up]

[System 052: Basic body values ​​are quite complex, but they are more than tripled.]

[System 052: You can now easily tear apart the Qian Xiaozhou from the previous world]

Qianzhou sighed softly and looked down at the wounds of all sizes on his body.

Most of the wounds have begun to scab over, only the arrow wound on the shoulder is still bleeding. I dare not move too much at the moment.

I probably won't be able to jump around within a month.

Qianzhou hid the empty sachet in the haystack and closed his eyes to try to divert his attention.

In the second half of the night, the wound became inflamed and he had a high fever and passed out.

The second day.

The sun rises, the sky in the north is a deep blue, and the forest in the distance is full of yellow dead leaves.

Many of them were blown to the Wolf King's tent by the wind.

Xiao Jintian lifted the heavy cloth curtain, revealing that he was already wearing armor, which shone silver in the sunlight.

The long boots made of animal fur stepped on the pile of dead leaves, making a crisp sound.

Like a wolf just waking up, it regained its usual alert state in just a few seconds.

The bearded burly man who was in charge of guarding Qian Zhou came running over.

"Your Majesty! We left the prince there. His wound has become inflamed and he has a high fever that we can't wake him up."

He was broad-shouldered and strong, and he looked at Xiao Jintian intently, his eyes full of respect.

Xiao Jintian frowned upon hearing this and glanced over sharply, "Didn't you treat his injuries last night?"

The bearded man shrank his neck and said, "You didn't give any instructions..."

Xiao Jintian's face darkened. "Do I need to personally instruct you on this kind of thing?"

"Where's Yuan Hao?"

"Yuan, General Yuan went on night watch yesterday..."

If a person is shot by an arrow and left alone all night, he would be lucky not to die in that dirty and cold cell.

"Call Yuan Hao to me!" Xiao Jintian said angrily.

The bearded man quickly responded and first called a military doctor to see the prince's injuries, and then called Yuan Hao.

Yuan Hao hurried over, saw Xiao Jintian's expression, and immediately knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty."

Xiao Jintian's tone was relatively calm, but every word was full of pressure. "Yuan Hao, are you angry with me?"

Yuan Hao's heart sank suddenly, and he immediately lowered his head, "I dare not."

"You're lucky that you're not dead." Xiao Jintian said coldly.

The armor was cold and Yuan Hao knelt on the ground motionless. He caught a glimpse of Xiao Jintian leaving out of the corner of his eye.

Walk towards the cell.

I felt relieved but couldn't suppress my anger.

In his heart, he cursed Xiao Jintian's ancestors in a treasonous manner.

He chose the cell and shot the arrow according to his own wishes. Who knows what he really wants.

Whether people live or die is all due to his own sins.

Day by day, she is like an old woman in menopause, neither this nor that, and everyone in the world has to guess what she is thinking.

Yuan Hao glared at the group of recruits who were peeking at him, and kicked the stone next to him hard.

Hold!