The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 304: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (41)
Cen Mu's appearance was too wronged, as if Mr. Xie had done something to him.

Xie Zhangjun suddenly laughed angrily, and took a small box from the table next to him.

"Want to lose your arm?" With his back to Cen Mu, he was tinkering with medicine in the small box.

Cen Mu was stunned, he knew...

That's right, Wang Zhihong could have guessed it was him, and Xie Changjun must have guessed it too.

Cen Mu regained his composure, "I'll get the medicine when I get back."

Xie Changjun snorted coldly and dragged him over.Pressed on the chair, and then tore off his shirt.

"you!"

"Don't move." Xie Changjun's tone was light, but he could not refute.He lowered his eyes and quietly treated Cen Mu's wound, his serious profile made his heart throb.

The clean and slender fingers are very flexible, and the skill of applying medicine is proficient, much more proficient than Cen Mu.Cen Mu remembered that Hong Yueliang once said that Mr. Xie didn't like people entering his tent.No one is allowed to touch him, not even military doctors.

Xie Changjun's wounds were handled by himself, and this level of proficiency made Cen Mu feel slightly blocked.

"You...are often injured?"

The wound on his arm was healed, and Xie Changjun tied a beautiful knot, just like him.

He stood up and cleaned up the medicines on the table, still looking cold and repulsive when he spoke.

He turned around, and Cen Mu looked over, feeling that Mr. Xie was looking down at him, aloof and dismissive.

"What about me, does it have something to do with Mr. Cen?"

It was Cen Mu who said the heartless words first, and he had no reason to speak again.

Xie Zhangjun took out Rufeng, and the bow that the world used to compare with the best weapons was right in front of Cen Mu.He used to love it.He even used the power of Yaowanggu to search for it, and he didn't give up until he knew that the thing was in Xie Zhangjun's hands.

Now that it appeared in front of his eyes and was about to change hands, Cen Mu was not at all excited.

"If there is nothing else, sir, let's leave first." Xie Zhangjun put the things in Cen Mu's palm directly, and turned back to the desk.

The warmth in the palm of my hand is fleeting and I can't grasp it.

In the past, it was Cen Mu who asked Mr. Xie to let him go, but it was the first time he was driven away by Mr. Xie. The feeling was really different.

"Thank you Commander." Cen Mu simply took the things and left.

He went out and happened to meet Hong Yueliang.After seeing each other for more than ten days, Hong Yueyue greeted with a smile, "Mr. Cen, you are free to come over today."

He quietly moved to Cen Mu's side, and when he saw Rufeng in Cen Mu's hand, he opened his eyes wide, "The commander is like the wind! I just heard from my brother that the commander gave this bow to someone else. It's really you." How? Have you reconciled with the Commander?"

Cen Mu paused holding the bow and arrow, "I haven't quarreled with your commander, how can we make up?"

Hong Yueyue had a helpless expression on her face, "Mr. Cen, don't fool me."

He sent Cen Mu out of the camp, "You don't know how much the commander lost his temper the day you were picked up by Xue Shuai. After so many years, except for losing battles, when have we ever seen such a commander?"

Cen Mu remained calm, "Maybe the commander got mad at Ke Yuan, why did he blame me. Don't make fun of me."

Hong Yueliang shook her head, "Mr. Cen, don't look at me as an idiot, I can still see something."

He pretended to be mysterious, and Cen Mu also cooperated.

"The commander's appearance these days is the same as when he first came to the barracks. He has a cold face and doesn't give anyone face. Since you came, his temper has eased a lot." Hong Yuexie sighed, and the two of them had already go to the door.

"Mr. Cen, you are different."

(End of this chapter)