Ze Tian Ji Chapter 28: Stop driving, talking about money Dao Sword
Orthodox Academy's Horse-drawn Carriage left North Cavalry Lane at the fastest speed.
The crowd gathered outside the lane did not respond at all. Even Mao Qiuyu and Prince Chen Liu did not know what happened in small courtyard.
Five hundred Orthodox Cavalryman then dispersed, leaving only soot.
Chen Changshen and others are so anxious, not because the injury already of Zheqiu is too heavy to support, but because the psychological shadow left by the small courtyard is too terrible
Zheqiu is lying on a stretcher, wearing a cloth of clear, her face is pale after a long absence of sunlight, a little thin, but there are no wounds, and the looks at situation is not bad.
Horse-drawn Carriage Driving at high speed, the wind on the street lifted a corner of the curtain, Tang Thirty Six Saw Zhou Prison At the corner of the cornice, his face was pale, and the sword handle was clenched subconsciously. Zhou Tong Calm and calm.
Zhou Prison is eerie, the real terrible thing is Zhou Tong himself.
Chen Changshen lowered her head, her hair was already wet with sweat, and she looked like she had just done heavy physical work.
He took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped off the sweat from his face, and put it in the palm of his hand, wrapped around True Essence.
Before entering Zhou Prison, he squeezed this handkerchief.
He rarely sweats, like Tang Thirty Six and Xuan Yuanpo have never seen.
Today's situation is special. He thought in advance that he might sweat.
Confirmed that the handkerchief moistened by sweat did not release the unpleasant scent, so Chen Changshen really felt relieved.
The confrontation with Zhou Tong in small courtyard is more thrilling than the battle with Zhou Ziheng.
Because of this confrontation, their state of mind needs to withstand the extreme pressure of terrifying.
"Don't wipe your mouth," said Tang Thirty Six looks at, who kept sweating.
The motion of Chen Changshen paused and asked, "Why?"
Tang Thirty Six said: "Wipe your handkerchief like Zhou Tong just now, it will look very abnormal."
The laughter of Xuan Yuanpo, the thick Bear Clan youngster, came from the front of the car. The laughter is always so low.
This is not a funny joke. The atmosphere in the carriage is finally relaxed.
Chen Changshen calmed down and began to check the injury of Zheqiu.
His fingers were placed on the veins of Zheqiu. Quietly listened to the clinic. Suddenly, there was a muffled noise in the carriage, and his fingers were popped up.
Tang Thirty Six asked, "What's going on?"
"Tide Rush of Blood, his old problems."
Chen Changshen felt that the pulse of Zheqiu had some problems, and frowned slightly, but did not say anything, then took off Golden Needle from his fingers, unbuttoned his collar, and prepared to move the needle.
That's the solution, his hands froze.
Tang Thirty Six saw her body freeze.
Chen Changshen's fingers trembled a little, but still slowly untied Zheqiu's clothes to expose his body.
Yes, Zheqiu doesn't have any injuries on his face, and he can't see any injuries or punishments, because those are on him.
None inch of his skin is complete now.
There are wounds and rotten meat everywhere.
Some places may even see White Bone.
In some places, even the bones have turned black.
Chen Changshen doesn't know how many kinds of punishment Zheqiu has suffered and how much poison has been given.
He didn't want to know because he couldn't bear to know.
There is nothing in the carriage.
"Stop"
Chen Changshen said suddenly.
Tang Thirty Six lowered his head, and his right hand did not know when to clenched Sword of Wenshui again.
Xuan Yuanpo didn't know what was happening in the carriage. After stopping the car, he got in and saw the tragic situation of Zheqiu.
His eyes suddenly turned red, his breathing became quick and heavy, because of anger, his arms began to thicken, steel-like hairs protruded into the skin, and Correct turned into a precursor.
"I want to kill Zhou Tong"
Chen Changshen and Tang Thirty Six did not speak, but they also thought so, so they shouted Stop, so they held the sword handle.
Zheqiu is tortured so miserably that Chen Changshen can no longer maintain a calm and steady state of mind. Where can Tang Thirty Six take care of the identity of its Aristocratic Family child?
If Liang Xiaoxiao accuses Zheqiu of cooperating with Demon race with its death, Zheqiu is implicated by Qi Jian, then Zhou Tong refuses to let people go, and torturing Zheqiu with such cruel means, it is suffering for Orthodox Academy.
They are Orthodox Academy, and of course they have to take revenge for Zheqiu.
At this moment, Zheqiu opened his eyes.
His eyes are still lemon-colored.
That is the fusion of the poison of Nan Ke and the blood of Wolf Clan.
But because of too many poisons planted in Zhou Prison, various toxins conflict with each other. In the last few days, his vision has gradually recovered.
Every time he wakes up in Zhou Prison, he will face endless suffering, so after opening his eyes, he is indifferent and hatred.
But at this moment, what he sees are not those weird and even torture devices specially designed for Demihuman Race, but three young faces showing concern.
In a short time, Zheqiu was completely awake, and guessed from the expression of the three of them what they were going to do.
The vigilance and hatred in his eyes gradually disappeared, but there was still no expression on his face, and he said directly to Xuan Yuanpo, "Drive."
His voice is weak, but he has an undeniable feeling.
Xuan Yuanpo shouted, "We are going to kill Zhou Prison and get revenge on you."
Zheqiu looks at said with no expression: "There are many kinds of gunfire in it, do you want to make them braised?"
This is still a funny joke, and no one is laughing this time.
Of course not Zheqiu never tells jokes, so everyone is surprised.
"But in this breath, there is really no way to swallow it." Tang Thirty Six said.
Zheqiu said: "When you can't fight the opponent, you have to bear it, keep staring at him, strengthen yourself, and then kill him with one bite."
This is how wolves survive.
Chen Changshen looks at he said sadly: "I'm sorry, it's all my trouble."
Zheqiu closed his eyes and ignored him.
Xuan Yuanpo returned to the front of the car, and Horse-drawn Carriage continued to drive.
It is getting farther and farther from Zhou Prison.
But the four youngsters on Horse-drawn Carriage are very clear, and one day they will return here.
A cold, straight voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.
That's the voice of Zheqiu, and he still has his eyes closed.
"If you think I'm too miserable ... add some money."
Back to Orthodox Academy, the 13 Divisions of Radiant Green priest who has been waiting for a long time began to treat Zheqiu with Holy Light Technique, then Chen Changshen began to treat him personally, and carefully treated the horrible wounds on Zheqiu with Golden Needle and a small knife, and it took half a day. After processing, it was completely dark.
Zheqiu The injuries were too severe. In order to facilitate treatment and avoid movement, I did not live in the few Small Buildings on the forest side. I laid thick bedding on the wooden floor of the library, and lay on the floor like this.
By the light shining, Chen Changshen took a look at the directory of Orthodox Academy, then retracted the drawer, looked at Wolf Clan youngster with closed eyes and endured painless words, remembering that he had said in Zhou Garden Zheqiu that he wanted a sword.
"Money ... I don't have much right now." Chen Changshen said to Zheqiu ignoring the annoying glance that Tang Thirty Six had cast on the side, "but I have many swords, you can choose whatever you want."