Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Hong grabbed a hot knife and cut off the obstructing sleeve, carefully wiped off the blood with a handkerchief, hot and disinfected the silver needle, and the snow-white silk passed through the skin on both sides of the wound on his left arm.

Precise and efficient stitching took less than half an hour.

Seeing that the young man endured it calmly, Hong couldn't help but marvel at how great his endurance is.

The Kanban girl put aside distracting thoughts.A touch of medicine.

For an instant.

Yan Ce seemed to have seen "Da Xia, in a lonely and sad atmosphere, the little girl selling nuclear bombs cried in a low voice, 'Who will buy my nuclear bomb'", and then the young man's body's self-protection mechanism was activated, and he fell into a coma on the spot.

Countless murderous gazes focused on Hong who was covered in cold sweat. The Kanban lady scratched her cheek with her fingers and said with a dry smile, "Well, as I said, the stimulation will be very strong, but it seems too strong."

"Well, can you not fire me?"

"..."

Concubine Yu began to accumulate energy violently. Although her expression didn't change, she felt unexpectedly scary.

"It turns out that I really like to run around here."

An indifferent voice sounded at the door, and the door of the main hall was pushed open.

The first time Hong raised his eyes, he thought he was seeing a demon. The dark pupils formed a sharp color difference with the fair skin.

The woman with an ominous aura put away her open umbrella and stepped into the main hall step by step in white high-heeled shoes, which are mostly used for ceremonial occasions. Her slender and tall legs moved gracefully and slowly, making Yu Ji vigilant as if facing an enemy.

This beautiful young poppy has a biological sense of crisis.

"You, don't come here."

"Oh."

After ignoring Yu Ji's warning, she glanced at the trembling man, and her eyes returned to the tattered body of the young man who had just been treated.

Putting arms around the back of his head with both hands, and bending her legs, she passed the poppies, and the woman went straight to the upstairs bedroom.

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When I went upstairs, Miss Shi remembered something, and turned to look at the dazed Assassin Ji.

"Remember to have lighter meals."

As far as Yan Ce's current body is in dilapidated state, the greasy meat will not help the injury at all. If she dies outside the Qin territory, not only will it delay the surrender ceremony of Qi State, but she will also get into trouble.

Having already found Yan Ce, it is not her style to leave it to those random female assassins, and there is no need to ignore His Majesty's orders because of strangers.

Fortunately, Yandu is poor, and the necessary infrastructure is still available. Miss Lingshi told the group of young people below, and locked the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

"Unexpectedly... so angry." Yu Ji opened her mouth with an angry expression.

"If...you could be a little more ladylike, you should look more gracious." One of the assassins, Ji, persuaded.

"Yan Ce and I are comrades-in-arms in life and death, and we are already very familiar with each other, so it will be fine no matter what."

When Yu Ji heard the word "Lady", it was like steam rising from a boiling pot, and her voice raised a bit.

"You can't have such a self-defeating attitude..." Ji, an assassin with rich experience in lovelorn, held her forehead and said distressedly.

"Then you, what do you say!"

The martyrs gathered in a circle thought for a while, and said in unison: "First, change the conservative clothes style."

Yu Ji tilted her head: "Ah???"

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After several months, Yan Ce had a comfortable dream for the first time.

The breath is gentle and soothing, as quiet as a simple plant, her country has not been disintegrated, and there is no fire burning into the sky, everything is harmonious and peaceful.

The hidden dangers of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms have been eliminated, and the disaster in the northern border will hardly appear in a hundred years. Maybe we will never see Wuhuluanhua, Shenzhou Luchen, Yangzhou Ten Days, Jiading Three Massacres... how long have you thought that you can sleep so peacefully now? ?

There are hidden worries that cannot be told to others in the laughter and cursing. Deep in the heart, the memories and secrets buried in the soul are revealed in the dream.

Stripped of the labels of the past, defeated the royal families who tried to control him, and gradually gathered a group of close friends worthy of deep friendship. The young Gongsun student who worked hard and only wanted to make progress, for the same prosperity and the same dream, went forward and forced Xiang Yan to command the sea. The Mo family's door-kicking demolition group...

Everyone is the stone of the country in this era, and the day when Qin has no internal and external troubles is not far away.

Lying flat in the grassland of dreams, Fusu walks in front of him holding hands one by one, his gentle and pleasant smile seems to be naturally healing, HP+1+1+1+1+23333...

Immersed in an almost fantasy dream, Yan Ce vaguely realized that the scenery was too perfect, but what did it matter? Slowly, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Lying leisurely on the soft ground, there is still a faint seductive smell.

So comfortable.

Life seems to have been sublimated, the name of the crown assassin seems to be within reach, and the evening bell seems to be able to send away all the villains who stand in the way like a vibrato.

The gentle warm breath is like the early spring morning sun leaking through the overlapping branches and leaves and sprinkled on the young man.

The cold wind and evening snow are all isolated in another world, and what is left is the beauty of fighting sand for a moment.

Feeling the warmth of early spring, Yan Ce's slightly frowning brows relaxed.

On this ground, the boy's face seemed to sink in a little bit, so comfortable that he even wanted to roll——