Cong Chongqiu was startled, and slowly turned his head to look at the door of the tent, with a confused look on his face.
"Morning...morning!?"
"How could that be?"
Cong Chongqiu looked at Xiao Yunhao's wrist in disbelief, stood up in confusion and walked towards the door of the tent.
If it is the next morning, then everything that happened last night is indeed true.
But how do you explain the injury of King Zhenbei?
"Prince!" The moment Cong Chongqiu opened the tent door, a fragrance accompanied by an anxious cry rushed into his arms.
Shang Lu quickly braked and stopped in time when his face was about to hit Cong Chongqiu's chest.
After looking up and seeing that it was Cong Chongqiu, Shang Lu quickly stepped back and saluted.
"Greetings, General Cong!"
After saying that, Shang Lu rushed past the stunned Cong Chongqiu and into the tent.
Cong Chongqiu stood in a daze at the door of the tent, the fragrance of Shanglu lingering in his nose, and his bronze face quickly heated up.
"My Lord, my Princess, the Master is missing."
Just now she saw the soldiers packing up and said that the army was about to set off.
She quickly ran to call her master, but when she went in, she found that the bed was empty.
She slept late last night, so she deliberately didn't go to call her master early today.
Who knows...
Shang Lu looked at Xiao Yunhao anxiously.
On the way here, she asked the deputy generals who had just left the tent, and they all said that the master was not here.
That's why she ran over here in such a hurry.
When Wan Suyun heard Shang Lu's voice, she felt embarrassed to break free from Xiao Yunhao's arms, so she took out a handkerchief and quickly wiped away her tears.
Shang Lu became angry when he saw that Wan Suyun had obviously been crying.
She rushed to Xiao Yunhao and Wan Suyun in two or three steps and knelt down.
"My Lord, Princess, what happened to my master?"
The master is not here, and the princess is crying so sadly, something must have happened to the master.
Thinking of this possibility, Shang Lu's heart ached with anxiety.
How could something happen to the master suddenly after a good sleep?
"Oh, get up quickly." Wan Suyun quickly got up to help Shang Lu.
"Ranran is fine. She led the Lin family army to deal with the remnants of the Wu Ma family."
Ranran usually treats Shanglu like a younger sister and never asks her to kneel.
How could she dare to accept Shang Lu's kneeling?
"Master....left..."
Shang Lu was stunned when Wan Suyun helped him up. His little mouth was pouting and he almost cried.
The master took Lin Changshou away again...
Her martial arts skills and abilities are pretty good now, why doesn't the master take her with him?
Lin Changshou brought with him a group of men, so how could they know how to serve their master?
Wan Suyun patted Shang Lu's hand and said, "This happened suddenly. The mechanism in the Wu Ma family's death squad training base is quite powerful, so Ran Ran had to take action personally."
"Don't be sad, Ranran didn't mean to leave you alone."
When saying this, Wan Suyun glanced at Ma Chengye who was sitting there with his head hung and not saying a word.
Shang Lu followed Wan Suyun's gaze and looked at Ma Chengye with a lonely expression. She wanted to cry even more instantly.
Why are they always left behind?
Ma Chengye felt Shang Lu's gaze and raised his eyelids to look at her.
When their eyes met, their eyes instantly turned red, like two abandoned puppies.
Wan Suyun sighed and said comfortingly,
"Ranran will meet us in the Imperial City."
"Let's march out now. If we move faster, we'll be able to see Ranran in two months."
Shang Lu nodded aggrievedly.
"Let me drive the master's car."
No one else would drive the master's extended Lincoln, only she and Lin Changshou would.
Now that Lin Changshou is happily following his master to do the mission, she has to drive.
"Okay." Wan Suyun nodded and patted Shang Lu's hand soothingly.
"Sit down and have something to eat first, we'll set off later."
Shang Luyan walked to Ma Chengye's side, sat down, grabbed the steamed bun on the table and stuffed it into his mouth casually with a droopy face.
Ma Chengye looked at Kuku eating like a puppet, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
He reached out and took a steamed bun, and started eating it without any appetite.
Wan Suyun looked at the two people with depressed expressions and sighed helplessly.
These two kids...
Cong Chongqiu came back to his senses, looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the tent, and walked to Xiao Yunhao in a daze, staring at his wrist.
"Your Majesty...your wrist...!!?"
If what happened last night was true, the Queen went to rescue them.
What about the scar on King Zhenbei's wrist?
He saw with his own eyes that the wrist of King Zhenbei was cut in half.
How could the blood that spurted out from broken tendons and veins be fake?
By the way, there was a lot of blood sprayed all over his body.
Thinking of this, Cong Chongqiu belatedly looked at the clothes on his body.
Sure enough, the bloodstains on the clothes were still there, and had turned dark red.
You can also smell a distinct smell of blood.
Xiao Yunhao's wrist looked as if it had never been injured. What was going on?
Did the gods come down to earth to save them?
Xiao Yunhao raised his wrist and took a look, then smiled.
"The internal energy I practice can automatically repair my tendons and veins. General Cong, there's no need to be surprised."
How could he casually tell others about his fourth brother's wife's affairs? Of course, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.
If he attributes this ability to himself, even if the news gets out, others will be unable to do anything to him.
He practiced his martial arts himself, and others can't steal it, so they can only envy him.
Cong Chongqiu's eyes bulged forward in shock, "To think there is such an awesome internal martial arts technique!!!"
"What's the difference between this and practicing immortality?"
Oh my god.
The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things.
He actually witnessed such an amazing internal martial arts technique with his own eyes.
With such internal strength and mental skills, no matter how serious the injury is, you will not be afraid.
Xiao Yunhao, whose face was as pale as a dead person last night, returned to normal after a night. Who could believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
Cong Chongqiu excitedly grabbed Xiao Yunhao's wrist and looked down.
"Let me see, this is amazing."
"Oh my god, you don't look injured at all..."
“…”
Cong Chongqiu's eyes lit up with excitement as he looked at Xiao Yunhao's wrists over and over again.
His excited little mouth chattered non-stop. If he hadn't had a little bit of common sense, he would have wanted to kneel down and worship Xiao Yunhao as his master.
Who among those who practice martial arts can resist such temptation?
It’s like an internal skill that can make one immortal. Just thinking about it makes me excited.
Except for Cong Chongqiu, everyone else in the tent knew the truth.
But no one said a word...
.......
Until the army was reorganized, Cong Chongqiu sat in Xiao Yunhao's co-pilot seat, his glowing eyes never leaving Xiao Yunhao's wrist...
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