Three Kingdoms: King Skin

Liu Feng glanced at him, he didn't know what kind of character Guo Jia had at this age in history, but this guy looked like a joke.

If it weren't for the attribute panel, he would have wondered if he had found the wrong person.

However, there are also benefits to comics, at least not so dull.

"Let's go!"

he waved his hand and galloped away.

Dian Wei also turned over and got on the horse, lay Guo Jia on the horse's back, and galloped away with the carriage and the Heavenly Demon Guard.

Huang Zhong followed.

Because of the carriage, the speed of the crowd is not very fast.

Perhaps knowing that he couldn't change the ending, Guo Jialu didn't say a word, only when he was greedy, he would open his mouth to drink a sip of wine.

Shortly after they left, Xun Yu entered the valley with a pot of wine, ready to have two drinks with Guo Jia and Liu Feng.

Looking at the empty hut, he was a little stunned.

Didn't Feng Xiao say that he didn't want to be a man yet? Why was he persuaded so quickly?

Or King Xuansu is powerful, and in just a few words, Guo Jia's stubborn temper was explained.

King Xuansu is both civil and military, and he is a rare lord, and following him will not bury his talent for filial piety.

Xun Yu sighed in his heart, then looked at the wine in his hand, shook his head slightly, and turned to leave.

How could he have thought that King Xuansu had nothing to say at all, and directly kidnapped Guo Jia away.

Everyone went all the way west and entered a small village

in Nanyang County, which was Huang Zhong's home in Nanyang, and his son Huang Xu was at home.

In the past few days, he asked his neighbors in the village to help take care of his son.

He was an honest and friendly man, and he had a good reputation in the village, so the people of the village were naturally happy to help him.

Liu Feng asked the Heavenly Demon Guard to rest outside the village, and at the same time guarded the Dian clan and Dian Man in the carriage, and then took Dian Wei and accompanied Huang Zhong into the village.

Guo Jia didn't want to come, but he was held by Dian Wei in one hand, like lifting a chicken, struggling to no avail, so he could only let it go.

At the end of the village, there is a leaky hut.

There is nothing but a bed, a real home with four walls.

Over the years, in order to treat his son, he has spent all his family savings.

But even so, he still couldn't find a way to heal his son.

As he grew older, his son was completely paralyzed in bed, and only his head could move slightly.

When they entered the room, they saw at a glance that a young man who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old was lying on the bed, with a pale face and closed eyes.

"Syri.

Seeing the young man, Huang Zhong couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Over the years, he has seen the disease torture his son like this, but he can't do anything about it.

As a father, how uncomfortable it is.

Guo Jia looked at this young man who was about the same age as himself, and there was a trace of regret in his eyes.

This person is terminally ill and there is no cure, but it's a pity.

Hearing the voice, the young man opened his eyes, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Father, dear." He

didn't know where his father had gone, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see him again before he died.

Fortunately, he finally waited until his father returned.

"He, they, is he?"

Huang Xu's eyes fell on Liu Feng and the others, revealing a trace of curiosity.

Since he became ill, he had never seen his father make friends.

He also persuaded his father many times to let him make more friends, so that he would not have to worry about his father being alone when he passed away in the future.

But my father just didn't listen, or he didn't have time to make friends.

Over the years, all his thoughts have been looking for a cure, and he has run all over the country, but he has never found a cure.

"Xu'er, this is the King of Xuansu of the Great Han Dynasty.

Huang Zhong secretly wiped his tears and introduced his son with a smile.

Huang Xu's

eyes widened, full of surprise.

Although he was sick in bed, his father would explain to him every day about the great events in the world.

The most talked about is the story of King Xuanwu of the Han Dynasty who suppressed the Yellow Turban, expelled foreign races, and pacified the Liangzhou Rebellion.

I don't know when Huang Xu has regarded the King Xuansu, who is not a few years older than him, as his idol.

Now that the idol is in front of him, how can he not be excited.

After struggling for a moment, it seemed that he wanted to get up and salute, but unfortunately his whole body did not react except for the movement of his head.

After all, he still gave up in despair, and said dejectedly: "I have seen King Xuansu, and it is rude to say."

Liu Feng smiled and comforted a few words, feeling a little solemn in his heart.

Huang Xu's illness is even more serious than he imagined, and I am afraid that no one in the world can cure him except for the divine doctor Hua Tuo and the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing.

"This is Dian Wei, the personal guard commander of

King Xuansu, this is ......" Huang Zhong pointed to Dian Wei and Guo Jia again, but when introducing Guo Jia, he paused, "Well, this is King Xuansu's friend."

Huang Xu looked at Dian Wei, in the story about King Xuansu, naturally there would be no lack of this Heavenly Demon Guard.

Following the rise of King Xuansu in the end of Weimo, his martial arts are extraordinary, and he is a model of the world's military generals.

Looking at the young man who was known as King Xuansu's friend, Huang Xu's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.

His hands were tied, and he was also held in his hands like a chicken by Dian Wei.

A friend of King Xuansu, the way he appeared was curious.

Looking at Huang Xu's weird eyes, Guo Jia smiled awkwardly, raised the hands that were tied together, arched, and said: "Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao, the way of appearance is a little peculiar, but you don't have to walk hard, you can also try it, this big guy has a lot of strength." "

This guy is funny.

Huang Xu wanted to laugh, but the muscles on his face had long since lost sensation.

Huang Zhong looked at Liu Feng and asked expectantly: "Lord Wang, my son's illness ......"

Although the words were not finished, the meaning to be expressed was already very clear.

Liu Feng's face was a little solemn: "This king will give it a try, but Han Sheng still shouldn't have too much hope."

Huang Zhong hugged his fists and said: "Please try your best, whether you succeed or not depends on the will of heaven."

For so many years, although he has not given up hope, he has long been desperate in his heart.

He also wanted to find the miracle doctor Hua Tuo, but this person's whereabouts were ethereal, and finding him was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Liu Feng nodded and threw a potion bottle to Huang Xu.

The

flask shattered, emitting a thick green mist.

The green mist enveloped Huang Xu's body, quickly repairing his injuries.

Seeing this scene, Guo Jia's pupils shrank.

What is this?

He could feel the energy contained in the green mist, and if it was thrown on the ground, it would cause terrible damage.

In the green mist package, Huang Xu showed an expression of enjoyment, but it didn't have much use for his illness.

Seeing this, Liu Feng shook his head slightly: "Hansheng, my ability can cure injuries, but I can't cure diseases."

Huang Zhong's heart was full of disappointment, but he still hugged Liu Feng and said, "Trouble the prince, I actually guessed this ending a long time ago, hey!" "

However, this king still has a way or can try."

At this moment, Liu Feng suddenly said again.