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Chapter nine hundred and seventy-two: the difficulty of flowers and trees

The dark cave is not very big, so it can only accommodate two people walking side by side. The rain in the mountains slides down the steep hillside and gathers together, forming a water of the size of an index finger falling down. Most of the surroundings are woodland, and the turbid mud water wets the entire ground.

Han Chen raised his hand to cover his eyes to prevent the rain from flowing into his eyes. He paused for a while and looked at the surrounding environment and said, "Tie all the war horses in the nearby forest. The slightly injured brothers will be divided into two shifts to take care of them. Let the other brothers go in!"

"No!" Yan Xia took the broken knife in his hand and looked back at the surroundings. The jungle was dense, with leaves connected to the leaves. He barely had an extra place to shelter from the rain. He called to the soldiers behind him: "Brothers! Come with me if you can move!"

"No!" Several slightly injured soldiers dragged their tired bodies, led horses, wearing broken clothes and broken armor. The wounds bleed from time to time. The blood stasis dyed the clothes on their arms red under the rain, making them look particularly miserable.

Han Chen breathed heavily and looked at the seriously injured soldier and said, "Go in quickly if you are injured! Ziyi, please follow me to investigate the surroundings!"

Guo Ziyi took off his headscarf, twisted the water on it, wiped the blood from his face, and exhaled heavily and said, "Okay!"

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, with clouds coming one after another, like the black flock of sheep, slowly rushing to cover the high sun.

Soon, the entire army settled down, and there was a small hole in the ground in the cave, and the rain fell down the hole, causing more raindrops to fall under the black rock.

The wall was surrounded by vines as big as a baby's wrist. In addition, the rain had just fallen, and the hole did not appear wet. Except for the hole that could show a trace of light and illuminate the corners, there was only a little light in the other places.

Li Jing dragged his tired body and threw out some rain every step he took. He looked around and said, "Cut some vines and make some fire. The rain will not stop for a while. Let's spend the night here tonight!"

"No!" Several soldiers around him who were quite agile climbed up, and soon they cut down some vines.

Li Jing sat on a stone, took off his boots, revealing his soaked feet, and poured the water from the boots. It didn't matter, but a lot of sewage and stones were poured out.

Li Jing looked smelly when he was wearing a strange smell, but he had no choice but to remove the armor behind him, and wounds were everywhere on his back and chest, and some of the wounds even seemed a little inflammatory due to rain.

Li Jing looked at the arrow behind him, sweat came out from his head, and a low roar came from his throat. His hand was about to pull it out, but it was not enough. This movement was not important, but it always involved the wounds around him. Li Jing grinned. At this moment, he happened to see Huamu and said, "General Hua! Can you pull the arrow behind him again?

Hua Mu glanced at Li Jing with his dark pupils. Jie's long eyelashes were slightly closed, and his willow eyebrows flipped slightly. He turned his head, and he looked cold in his words, but he was more embarrassed and angry. He immediately said: "Call someone else! There is also the place inside that belongs to me. Don't come over! Otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Li Jing was stunned for a moment. He didn't do anything. What did this guy do? Isn't it just drawing an arrow? As for fighting and killing, he was like a woman, but Li Jing didn't say anything.

At this time, Mu Ying walked over with a smile, took a piece of cloth, wiped his hands, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if she was malicious: "I'll help you."

"Okay!" Li Jing had no time to react and responded. Mu Ying took his clean cloth, saw the not-deep arrow behind Li Jing, and suddenly exerted force! Li Jing's face changed immediately, the blue veins on his neck were angrily angry, and he shouted hysterically: "Ah!"

Blood flowed out along the wound, and Mu Ying hurriedly spread the prepared cloth up and down. The white linen was dyed red immediately. Mu Ying patted Li Jing's back and said, "What's the name? I can't die!"

"Huh...Huh...Huh...Huh...Huh...Huh...!" Li Jing shook the cold sweat on his head, and his messy hair was pressed against his forehead, and it slid down his hair on his jaw and dripped on the ground. Li Jing's eyes were dull and he immediately said, "Sure enough, I am still good at leading troops to fight. This life of charge is not suitable for me!"

"What are you thinking!" Mu Ying laughed and scolded, patted Li Jing on the shoulder and said, "You're ready to lie down! I'll go take off my armor!"

"Okay!" Li Jing responded, and then saw Mu Ying walking down ahead and taking off his helmet. Three thousand black hairs suddenly fell down. Mu Ying was not very rough, and even a little handsome. There was a strong aura between her eyebrows. This was also a knot that she had experienced in the military camp. When the heavy armor was removed, the bronze skin appeared, and her strong muscles were emitting the male hormones all the time.

Li Jing's pupils also shrank slightly. What he admired was not Mu Ying's male hormones, but Mu Ying's back. He saw that Mu Ying was surrounded by scattered swords and arrows. This was not counting the slightest wounds of the knife and arrows. It was a shame that Mu Ying was a strong man. If an ordinary person had probably fainted.

Thousands of soldiers in the cave took off their armor and surrounded them by the fire, roasting red iron sheets, pressing them on

The wound was stopped for a short while, but there was a burn on the body.

These crazi men gathered together to talk and brag about how many soldiers they killed on the battlefield and beheaded several generals. However, they didn't know which one of them survived here was not crawled out of the dead, and which one had no heads on their waists.

Compared with these crazi men, the flowers and trees seemed out of place. They were tired of huddling in the darkest corner of the cave. When these men took off their clothes, a hint of hardness flashed on their cheeks. They could only hold their knees in their hands and turn their heads to prevent themselves from seeing them. The heavy and wet armor made her face slightly white. The knife-free wound on her back was bleeding from time to time. The pain was unbearable. The red lips, as red as candied dates, gradually condensed into white frost, just like the wall in winter, with a layer of frost added. Every heavy air exposed turned into a vague air, and he was alone in the corner of the mountain, gradually forgotten by people in the corner.
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