Chapter 1606
Clock away nodded, Yu Yu heart slightly relieved, did not say anything more, let Nian Wen and old Guo support him back to camp.
Nianwen cleans the wound, bandages and applies medicine for him, and then cooks the medicine for him. After the ventilation, the sky turns dark.
A sad look was always on her, but she didn't realize it. When she finished these things, she found that Yuntian was sitting on a stone outside the tent, staring at her.
She remembered that they had come to the barracks to fill their stomachs, but in the end, they had been delayed for a whole day because of this incident. They had not eaten a hot meal or even had a drink of water until now.
Old Guo took the medicine into the big account, then came out, the medicine bowl in his hand was empty.
Nian Wen stopped him and asked, "Uncle Guo, we haven't eaten in a day, but we have prepared our meals?"
"I'm ready. I've been ready for a long time. I haven't dared to call you. Are you going now?" Guo said
Nianwen looks at the big account and leaves. She is not at ease all the time. She says to Lao Guo, "Uncle Guo, can you please send the food here? I'm not at ease to leave. Uncle Zhong will be very dangerous in case of the remaining evils of East Vietnam nearby."
Old Guo hurriedly replied, "well, I'll prepare now."
Read the text and said: "take more, my friend - a lot of food."
Lao Guo took a look at Yuntian and touched his cold eyes. He could not help shivering. He thought of the icy air when he approached him, which made him shiver again.
Seeing old Guo running away as if in a hurry, he read the article and said to the sky, "you scare people. Can't you be a little gentle?"
Cloud sky shrugs: "I was like this, not for whom."
Apart from reading, he really can't release his kindness to anyone.
Read text helpless, wave to him: "come in, will be able to have dinner."
Yuntian's stomach is already hungry and flat, which is one of the reasons why he is very dissatisfied with Lao Guo. Since the meal has been prepared for a long time, why don't you send it earlier? You have to wait for someone to ask him.
Mingming watched with his own eyes that he had been busy reading all day without even drinking water.
Clock had already fallen asleep at this time, the two did not talk again after entering the account, one sat in front of clock 's bed to look after, the other sat in front of the account to wait for food.
Lao Guo came back with two food boxes, followed by a soldier and two in his hand.
After two people enter the account, quickly put the food in the food box on the table, four dishes, four bowls of rice.
Nianwen glanced at the food on the table, and her eyes fell on the soldier beside Lao Guo. She smiled and asked, "this brother hasn't seen it before."
"Old Guo a Leng, hurried way:" see, he is small eight
Nianwen walked towards the "little eight" and stared at him: "is that right? I don't think he is a little eight! "
Old Guo Meng, isn't this little eight? Why is it not Xiaoba? Is oneself dazzled to recognize the wrong person? He rubbed his eyes and stared at the little eight behind him.
"Little eight" seemed to feel his identity exposed, and quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, trying to hold Lao Guo in front of him.
But who knows, his sword just pulled out half, the wrist was kicked by Zheng Nianwen, the sword back sheath, the wrist bone was broken.
"Little eight" howled miserably and retreated. He wanted to escape from the camp quickly, but unexpectedly, before the man had made two steps, a snow-white and ice cold sword crossed his neck.
Nianwen cleans the wound, bandages and applies medicine for him, and then cooks the medicine for him. After the ventilation, the sky turns dark.
A sad look was always on her, but she didn't realize it. When she finished these things, she found that Yuntian was sitting on a stone outside the tent, staring at her.
She remembered that they had come to the barracks to fill their stomachs, but in the end, they had been delayed for a whole day because of this incident. They had not eaten a hot meal or even had a drink of water until now.
Old Guo took the medicine into the big account, then came out, the medicine bowl in his hand was empty.
Nian Wen stopped him and asked, "Uncle Guo, we haven't eaten in a day, but we have prepared our meals?"
"I'm ready. I've been ready for a long time. I haven't dared to call you. Are you going now?" Guo said
Nianwen looks at the big account and leaves. She is not at ease all the time. She says to Lao Guo, "Uncle Guo, can you please send the food here? I'm not at ease to leave. Uncle Zhong will be very dangerous in case of the remaining evils of East Vietnam nearby."
Old Guo hurriedly replied, "well, I'll prepare now."
Read the text and said: "take more, my friend - a lot of food."
Lao Guo took a look at Yuntian and touched his cold eyes. He could not help shivering. He thought of the icy air when he approached him, which made him shiver again.
Seeing old Guo running away as if in a hurry, he read the article and said to the sky, "you scare people. Can't you be a little gentle?"
Cloud sky shrugs: "I was like this, not for whom."
Apart from reading, he really can't release his kindness to anyone.
Read text helpless, wave to him: "come in, will be able to have dinner."
Yuntian's stomach is already hungry and flat, which is one of the reasons why he is very dissatisfied with Lao Guo. Since the meal has been prepared for a long time, why don't you send it earlier? You have to wait for someone to ask him.
Mingming watched with his own eyes that he had been busy reading all day without even drinking water.
Clock had already fallen asleep at this time, the two did not talk again after entering the account, one sat in front of clock 's bed to look after, the other sat in front of the account to wait for food.
Lao Guo came back with two food boxes, followed by a soldier and two in his hand.
After two people enter the account, quickly put the food in the food box on the table, four dishes, four bowls of rice.
Nianwen glanced at the food on the table, and her eyes fell on the soldier beside Lao Guo. She smiled and asked, "this brother hasn't seen it before."
"Old Guo a Leng, hurried way:" see, he is small eight
Nianwen walked towards the "little eight" and stared at him: "is that right? I don't think he is a little eight! "
Old Guo Meng, isn't this little eight? Why is it not Xiaoba? Is oneself dazzled to recognize the wrong person? He rubbed his eyes and stared at the little eight behind him.
"Little eight" seemed to feel his identity exposed, and quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, trying to hold Lao Guo in front of him.
But who knows, his sword just pulled out half, the wrist was kicked by Zheng Nianwen, the sword back sheath, the wrist bone was broken.
"Little eight" howled miserably and retreated. He wanted to escape from the camp quickly, but unexpectedly, before the man had made two steps, a snow-white and ice cold sword crossed his neck.