alien war

A slight sound outside the tent interrupted Feng's thoughts, someone was approaching the tent where he was staying.Feng erected his ears and felt carefully, the man was stopping at the door of the tent.He was still lying on his back to cool his wound, not paying attention to the guests who visited late at night.

"Master Feng, are you asleep?" A warm voice floated into the tent.

"What are you doing here, do you want to be beaten? Or do you want to take the opportunity to take revenge on me?" Hearing the voice from the door, Feng called impatiently.

Seeing that Feng was still awake, Zhan Zhao outside the door hurried into the tent and came to the bed.He lowered his head to check on Feng's injuries, and said in a low voice, "That's it. Today, Zhan Zhao saw that the wounds on Sir's body have not fully healed, so he brought medicine and food. I hope that Sirs can recover as soon as possible."

"You go! Even if I don't use the medicine, my injury will heal by itself. It's really unnecessary." When Zhan Zhao came up, Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him, still staring at the wooden pillar on the top of the tent.

"My lord, you are injured, and you need to be treated for the injury." Seeing that Feng's wound was still oozing blood, Zhan Zhao hurriedly took out the hemostatic medicine.

"Didn't I say I don't need it?" Feng gave him a disdainful sideways glance.

"My lord, please bear with me." Zhan Zhao didn't care about Feng's warning gaze, and just carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound on the chest and abdomen, and said softly: "The wound will heal faster if you apply the medicine. , to relieve the pain.” After all the treatment was done, he carefully wrapped the wound with a bandage.

Feng glanced at Zhan Zhao, he didn't have much strength to move, he just let Zhan Zhao play around. "You sneaked here, right? With Second Master's temperament, he won't let you come here. Now he wants me to disappear from here quickly."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "No, General Guan didn't object to Zhan Zhao coming here."

"Nonsense, looking at you like this, you just stole something and sneaked to my place. Get out of here quickly. The consequences of offending the second master will be disastrous. Don't blame me for not reminding you then." Feng felt that Zhan Zhao was really stubborn. It was so incomprehensible that he couldn't even find a way to get him out of the tent.

"My lord, are you still angry with Zhan Zhao?" After the wound was treated, Zhan Zhao put down his things, stood up and asked in a low voice.

"The previous account has been canceled, so you don't need to pester me anymore. I just ask you one question, and you can leave after you answer it. Don't bother me here." Feng pressed his throat and said impatiently.

"Sir, please speak."

"In my impression, I've never given you a good face, but why do you still treat me like this?" Feng suddenly became serious, he didn't want to hear any cover-ups and lies.

"Always, what adults do is for Zhan Zhao, for the sake of the world, and for the sake of the overall situation. Zhan Zhao is grateful to adults. Moreover, adults are friends worthy of Zhan Zhao's cherishing and protection. When a friend is injured, he should take care of him. Zhao has no reason not to hear or not to ask."

"..." This answer was beyond Feng's expectations. Feng always thought that Zhan Zhao was using the pretense of taking care of him to humiliate him, to see his jokes, and to demonstrate to him.He tried to find evidence from Zhan Zhao's demeanor at the moment that could confirm his deduction, even if it was clues, catching wind and shadows... After returning empty-handed, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly. He did not expect that he had never done anything One day, the undead will be treated as a 'person'; he never thought that he would be cared for and cherished by others... "It's too late..." He squeezed out a few words...

Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled by Lord Feng's sudden words, so he stood where he was and didn't make a sound.

"Come here and sit here." After a long while, Feng pulled Zhan Zhao over and let him sit on the couch, got off the ground by himself, came to Zhan Zhao, and knelt down on his knees.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "My lord, what are you doing!"

"Don't get up, sit back!" Zhan Zhao who just got up was yelled at by Feng and had to sit back upright.

"I apologize to you for the stupid things I did to you, please forgive me." He buried his head deeply and clenched his fists. "Thank you for everything you have done for me. You are the first person to treat me as a friend." This may be the first time Feng has bowed his head to anyone other than Pluto. Perhaps this is the true salvation of this sad soul. time.

Outside the tent, a pair of pupils with hidden breath watched what happened in the tent, "The most difficult bone in my underworld has been taken down." Looking at this always proud bastard guy bowing his head and apologizing from the bottom of his heart, he Can't help but completely admire Zhan Zhao.He expected that Zhan Zhao would sneak out to visit at night, and he was worried that Feng would seize the day's affairs and refuse to let him go, so he waited and watched silently outside the tent, but now it seemed that it was unnecessary.A gust of cool wind broke his contemplation, and he realized that he had been sneaking and hiding in a corner of the tent for a long time. He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing with a smile: "Why do you still look like a thief in your own camp?"