Da Deyun

When the dagger pierced Danan's heart, everyone was shocked. The deputy general had some experience in marching for many years, and after he stopped the bleeding, he rushed into Tianjin City with his men.

The best military doctor was invited for diagnosis and treatment, and the inside and outside were triple. The maid came in and out several times carrying the wound gauze and the hot water basin, all of them looked flustered.

Fortunately, when the lieutenant general was pushed away, Danan's body was slightly tilted, and when the short dagger pierced into the flesh, it missed the center of the opening, but was half an inch away.

When wielding the dagger, the military doctor didn't dare to do it easily, and repeatedly asked the general several times whether to do it.

The dagger was stabbed in the chest, how can I not pull it out, if it doesn't hurt, I will die of blood sooner or later.

It's just that this dagger is too close to the centrifuge, and when it is pulled out, it is a little flashy, and if the technique is so wrong, it will be powerless.

The military doctor didn't dare to do it casually, and told the danger in advance. In the end, the general guarding the city, Li Jiuchun, gritted his teeth and gave the order to draw the dagger.

To do or not to do is dead, desperate.

When pulling out the dagger, several generals surrounded the bed, their heads bowed in silence, their expressions tense.There was a circle of people outside the screen, and the lieutenant who followed was also badly injured but didn't care to bandage him, so he just stayed in the room to guard.

The military doctor wrapped the handle of the dagger lightly with a veil, took a deep breath, and held it tightly.

The dagger left the body, blood spattered the veil.

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When Wang Jiulong opened his eyes, it was two full days later, he was weak and ugly, and his face was thinner.

He struggled to open his eyes from the bed, closed them again heavily, repeated several times, and finally saw clearly that the light not far away was the light from the window.

Pursing his lips, he felt that his throat was extremely dry, and it hurt even to breathe; before he could make a sound, someone gave him a mouthful of water.

He saw the person in front of him clearly, closed his eyes, and after making sure that he was not dazzled, he said, "Why are you here..."

"Can't believe I'm still alive?" Zhang Jiuling snorted, with indescribable disgust in his eyes.

Although Wang Jiulong pulled the corners of his mouth with some effort, he was still conscious, and the smile on his lips could replace the white eyes.

"Not a single good word."

You can say whatever you want, anyway, your eyes are black and blue, your beard is unshaven, and your mind is tired. It seems that you are worried about me.

Without saying a word, Zhang Jiuling fed him water and sent porridge to him; Wang Jiulong couldn't move or lift his hands, so he fed him patiently.

In the past, when two people were together, they either fought or scolded, and if they didn't quarrel, they were missing something. Our master Nan was so used to it when we were young; there were rarely such quiet and friendly scenes between the two of us, but for some reason, Wang Kowloon feels duller than ever.

Zhang Jiuling was not happy.

"I..." Wang Jiulong was a little awkward, scratched his hair, opened his mouth and said, "I was unprepared for a while."

I meant to say, but you don't have to worry.

"Ah."

Zhang Jiuling's face was cold, and the originally dark skin made people feel even more frightened.After indifferently responding, there was no more to say, and he didn't like to make jokes as usual.

This is not the way.

A bowl of porridge was empty, and the servant also brought medicinal soup, which was kept cold by the bedside.

Zhang Jiuling put down the porridge bowl.

"When did you come?" Wang Jiulong was a little dizzy from sleep, he didn't know the day; he casually found something to say: "Uh... do you know who sent the killer?"

"Zhao family." Zhang Jiuling didn't lift his eyelids, turned over the medicinal soup with a spoon, trying to let it cool down faster.

Is there a need to ask about such a thing? I can tell with my nose that this is not an ordinary person.Besides, they are in the academy all day long, and they never travel far except for business. How many creditors can they have with such deep hatred?

"I'll fuck him!" As soon as he said it, Wang Jiulong was so angry that his teeth itch, and he subconsciously raised his hand to hit him with a hammer.

"hiss--"

"Can you calm down for a while!" Zhang Jiuling frowned and yelled at Wang Jiulong.

"You have grown up!" Wang Jiulong was taken aback by his yelling, and then he said angrily, "I haven't fought for a few days, so my temper has grown, right?"

Try it normally, dare to kill him after so many years.

"Tell me what's wrong with you!" Zhang Jiuling seemed to be really angry, and said in a thick voice, "I'm a senior brother, so what if I hit you!"

Not counting the Erye hall masters and the others who apprenticed to teachers early, among their group of children, Zhang Jiuling is considered a master brother.Not only was he apprenticed earlier than them, but he was also several years older than Wang Jiulong.

Thinking about it all these years, it's the other way around, it's all the younger brother bullying the older brother.

Wang Jiulong pursed his mouth when he heard the words, and raised his hand to hit him, but the weakness of raising his hand and the pain all over his body forced him to lower his head in frustration.

"I can't beat you now, it's up to you!"

He was angry, turning his face away to sulk.

Zhang Jiuling looked at it, the two were silent, and finally sighed; he took the medicine bowl and brought it to his mouth.

"It's as if you hit me before, and I fought back..."

Wang Jiulong ignored him, looking at his own wounds, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to tear the Zhao family into pieces.

After being expelled from Beijing, it is true that the former glory was no longer there, but at least he saved his life and was able to live well.I have to fight to the death, try to have a good time, and then copy and chop all over the house.

Compassion really cannot be disturbed.

"I've arrested everyone from the Zhao family." Zhang Jiuling put down the medicine bowl and said, "Wherever you are injured, I will have someone torture you there."

Wang Jiulong looked back at him.

"Keep a breath and wait for your disposal."

Wang Jiulong drank the medicine by himself.

"Take care of it well."

Wang Jiulong smiled: "That's enough brother!"

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I'm just angry with myself, I didn't send you a few more miles that day.