Chapter 231: Drug delivery

Chapter 231 to send medicine
General Zhang’s gaze: "How do you say this?"
"There are all kinds of swamps in the woods, clusters and clusters. If the army advances and is cautious, it will fall into the swamp. If only a small number of elites are sent, they will be kept in the south of the forest. They are catching up..." Murong Xue said lowly, his eyes were faint.
The traps in the woods, the southern Xinjiang soldiers outside the woods seem ordinary, but the layout is very clever, so that the Qingyan army can not pass this forest anyway, only a few hundred people in the district, will consume 300,000 troops Here, Gong Qianyu is indeed a rare Bushier.
General Zhang looked at the trap forest and frowned slightly: Do they really pass the trap forest, and they have to be blocked here for a long time...
A gust of wind blew through, bringing bursts of suffocation, obviously a hot summer, but people are all over the body, a deputy will be a cold war, hurriedly said: "General Zhang, time is not early, Let's go back to the military camp first, then let's take a long look!"
"Alright." General Zhang nodded, turned and walked wide, and the deputy, the guards were close behind.
Murong Xue also walked out of the woods and slowly returned to the solemn, chilled military camp.
No traces, the mud on Murong's body has dried up, giving off an unpleasant smell. The two frowned, and quickly rushed into the tent to bathe and change clothes.
The hurricane suddenly appeared in the left front and presented a letter: "Shizi, the flying pigeon from the capital!"
Ouyang Shaohao faintly sighed, took the letter to open, squinted and quickly browsed the above content, the handsome face slightly dignified...
"What happened?" Murong Xue looked at him with wide eyes.
"Some trivial things..." Ouyang Shaohao said that the understatement, deep gaze still lingers in the letter.
Murong Xue blinked, Ouyang Shaohao said it was trivial, and the matter was not particularly complicated. He could solve it alone, and she would not mix this kind of thing...
A breeze blew through, bringing a touch of enthusiasm, Murong Xue was smoked some uncomfortable, slowly walked to the shade of the trees not far away, casually watching the surrounding scenery...
"Murong Xue, Murong Xue..." A familiar call suddenly came into the ear, and Murong Xue followed the sound. I saw that the palace Qian Yu, wearing a black robes, fell silently on the ground and walked towards her. The corner of the mouth bends a beautiful arc.
Murong Xue was shocked. He looked around at nowhere. He walked quickly to the front of Gong Qianyu, grabbed his arm and took him to an inconspicuous corner. He lowered his voice and said, "How come you?"
"I see your arm seems to be hurt, come to give you medicine..." Gong Qianyu said gently, took out a light blue celadon, if there was a medicinal fragrance that overflowed through the cork, indicating The inside is the best medicine.
"You are here to give me medicine?" Murong Xue looked at him with wide eyes.
Gong Qianyu nodded: "Yes."
Murong Xue was speechless, and he knew that this was his enemy's military camp. He was surrounded by people who wanted him. He just came in with a blatant rush to send such a bottle of medicine...
"I have a lot of injuries, you don't have to run to send..."
"This bottle of wound medicine is secretly made by the court. The effect is very good. It can't be found anywhere else..." Gong Qianyu said faintly, lifting the medicine bottle to Murong Xue, she would not accept it, he would never give up. Rack.
Murong Xue sighed helplessly, reached out and took the pill bottle, carefully looked around the empty surroundings, confirmed no one nearby, she pushed the palace Qian Yu quickly went out: "I took the medicine, you go, move……"
Gong Qianyu frowned, looking back at Murong Xue, the clear eyes were full of grievances: "I flew for a long time before I flew here, um... some tired, you don't ask me to sit down, have a cup of tea ?"
Murong Xue’s forehead instantly appeared three black lines. Here is the Qingyan Military Camp. The Blue Flame Barracks, 300,000 enemies are nearby, and will always rush out to take his life. He is not in a hurry to leave, he still wants to sit here. Drinking tea...
"Today is too late, not a good time to drink tea. I am free to ask you to go to the tea house for tea!"

Really?
Gong Qianyu looked at Murong Xue, and there was a glimmer of light in the clear eyes:
A word is fixed!

"A word is fixed!" Murong Xue focused on the low head, "Let's go."
"Good!" Gong Qianyu nodded, his mouth smirked with a smile, turned around, and walked forward lightly.
Just a few steps away, I saw a sudden burst of countless Qingyan soldiers, holding a spear and encircling Gong Qianyu. Zhang General took a few soldiers from the corner and looked cold. At the Palace Thousands of Thousands: "The palace prince is coming to visit, there is a far-reaching welcome, it is really disrespectful and disrespectful!"
Murong Xue looked at the soldiers, but sighed helplessly. She carefully glared at him and hid to the right. I didn't expect him to be discovered. He also blamed the palace for thousands of feathers. He did not hide his whereabouts at all, so he was so blatant. Half-empty fell, and there was no worries in the military camp, not to be discovered...
General Zhang’s soldiers are specially trained and extremely powerful. There are so many military officers nearby. I wonder if Gong Qian’s feathers can escape safely from General Zhang’s hands...
Looking up at Gong Qian Yu, I saw his mouth bent in a beautiful arc, slow and smooth, and the clear eyes looked straight ahead, just like the generals and soldiers who did not see the closeness...
General Zhang’s face was gloomy in an instant, and he heard that the Southern Xinjiang Prince’s heart was full of arrogance, and there was no one in his eyes.
He took the soldiers to encircle the palace, and he did not want to talk too much with him. He ignored himself and it didn’t matter: "Catch the palace, and you will have a reward!"
Gong Qianyu is the governor of southern Xinjiang. As long as he catches him, the southern Xinjiang group has no leader. The traps he set in the trap forest will also lose their command. At that time, the 300,000-strong army of Qingyan will take the opportunity to cross the trap forest. Fighting southern Xinjiang...
"Yes," the soldiers took the lead, and the thousands of feathers in the palace’s sinister thorns stabbed in the past...
The fierce wind swept from all directions, and Gong Qian’s mouth curled up with a scornful smile, and waved his hand. Several dark blue flames flew out of his palm and hit the soldiers mercilessly.
Just listen to ‘oh! A whistling sound, the soldiers were beaten seven or eight meters away, fell heavily on the ground, slamming, spit out a blood, eyes closed, no interest...
General Zhang’s face was iron and blue, and his pro-infantry, which he had tried his best to cultivate, even couldn’t stop even a trick of Gong Qian’s feathers. It’s really awful!
His eyes were cold, and the ground rose, and the long sword in his hand came out, bringing a cold cold mang, and stabbed the palace to the thousand feathers...
(End of this chapter)