You know what you don't know

"Why do you insist on starting a war? Are you happy to see that the soldiers on both sides have suffered heavy casualties and the people are living in dire straits? Wen Cheng!" Wu Wei was so angry that his hand holding the battle flag trembled, but Wen Cheng heard all this. The ridiculous words that came like nonsense have long been unable to shake him in the slightest.

"Enough talk? Let's start." A red robe fluttered in the wind, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Wu Fei. Wu Fei pulled out the sword left by his father and stabbed Wen Cheng at the same time. The swords were facing each other, evenly matched, Wen Cheng looked at him, this person had driven him away mercilessly, he didn't trust him, so now, he wants him to pay him back, with his life!

Hearing only the sound of the sword cutting the skin, Wen Cheng looked at the cut on his arm, looked at Wu Wei viciously, and suddenly laughed: "Okay! Very good!" Then the smile gradually faded: "Wu Hao He! Look at me! Even though I’m wearing a red robe, but! What color is my blood? It’s black! Who do I owe this to? It’s because of you! It’s all because of you!” Wu He was stunned Wow, this old friend, brother who is like a family member, actually has such a big resentment towards him.

"Withdraw, I will fight with you."

Wen Cheng seemed to have heard a joke: "Okay." He threw the knife on the ground, holding a cloud of black energy in his hand, and threw it at Wu Wei when he was not paying attention.Seeing this, Wu Fei fled and dodged, followed by another group...Wen Cheng was obviously playing tricks on him, but suddenly his eyes flashed cruelty, and he came up to Wu Fei and grabbed him The neck: "It's really useless! You know." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes suddenly turned red when he saw the person in front of him whose face was red from being pinched.What am I doing?He suddenly let go, and there was a pain in his heart, what's going on?he asked himself.There is always a voice in his mind to stop his violence.He suddenly let out a black breath, passed out, and left behind a group of ghost troops who had lost their generals, looked at each other, and retreated...

Wu Fei looked at the person on the ground. This person was once the person he relied on the most besides his parents.

"Are you awake?" Wu Wei helped Wen Cheng up from the bed, familiar bed curtains, familiar room, familiar people.

"Hmph! You want to kill or cut, listen carefully..." A mouthful of porridge caught off guard blocked what he was going to say, and swallowed: "What are you doing!"

"I remember that you like to drink the porridge I cooked. Come, drink some more." Wu Yu scooped up another spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth: "Really?" A servant girl, dressed in Tsing Yi, came in with a bowl of porridge, and seeing Wu Wei feeding Wen Cheng the porridge, she hurriedly put the porridge on the table: "Master, you...how can you make it yourself?" where's the cook!"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just thinking about Weizhi...Wencheng likes to drink."

Ah Qing looked at Wen Cheng, at Wu Wei, and then at Wen Cheng: "Mr. Wen, you... so good at it!"

"Huh? Oh, actually, I don't need to eat. Your food is tasteless to me." Eh?Why explain so much!

Ah Qing still remembered that after Wen Cheng drank the porridge cooked by Wu Wei and stayed overnight, he still asked him to sneak out of the house to dispense the medicine and then take the medicine.

At this time, Wen Cheng's face was a little ugly, and Ah Qing thought that he was going to have a stomachache again, only to see Wen Cheng covering his head.Could it be that the porridge cooked by the young master has new side effects?Ah Qing was confused.

"I seem to have seen this scene somewhere."

In the great war that year, Wu Wei was seriously injured, General Wu died in battle, thirty thousand soldiers were annihilated, and even Wen Cheng himself suffered countless injuries, large and small. I was scared, but fortunately Wen Cheng was lucky, although the wounds were many but not deep, he could get out of bed after only a day of cultivation, Mrs. Wu dragged her frail body to take care of the unconscious Wu Wei during the day, and leaned against General Wu at night Secretly shed tears beside his coffin.

"You know." Wen Cheng didn't know what it was like to look at this person whose face was pale due to excessive blood loss.

"Ah Cheng, cough cough, how is Ge'er?" Mrs. Wu came in with Ah Qing's support, and after only a few days, she seemed to be ten years older.

"The doctor said he's fine. We just want to see when he wakes up. Ma'am, I'll take care of you here. You can go back and have a rest. If this goes on, you won't be able to take it anymore."

She forced a smile: "OK."

In fact, everyone knew that when she left this room, she would go to the mourning hall to see General Wu.