Back Off, Let Me Come

Praying for good deeds is calm on the outside, but in fact, one is alert on the inside.

He carefully observed Gong Xiqiu's expression to judge the latter's intention of suddenly mentioning this matter. At the same time, he was multitasking. For the first time, he carefully looked at the other party's facial features, trying to compare Gong Xiqiu with the Gongxi clan members he had met many years ago. Number. However, too many years have passed, and the boy from that time has completely grown up. In addition, the Gongxi clan has many similarities in appearance, so it is really difficult to identify them.

The only thing that was certain was that Gong Xiqiu had seen him when he was a boy. He must be one of the Gongxi youths he met back then. Meeting old friends after being apart for many years sounds like a good thing at first. However, according to the information obtained by Qi Shan, the Gongxi clan was exterminated a few months after they mistakenly entered the Gongxi clan's territory.

This time point is too sensitive.

There's no guarantee that Gong Xiqiu won't be misunderstood as a spy who came to check on him.

For this reason, Qi Shan cannot guarantee whether Gong Xi Qiu is an enemy or a friend.

Naturally, he did not dare to answer questions easily.

Gong Xiqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, this action made his eyes more aggressive: "What is Qi Zhongshu afraid of?"

Qi Shan's heart beat more and more, and he thought carefully and said, "Qi is not afraid. This sword was purchased at a high price in the early years. I was worried that the first owner had an old relationship with General Gongxi, and I didn't know how to tell him."

Yun Ce: "..."

This excuse sounds quite blunt.

With Gong Xiqiu's brain, he would probably be fooled.

Qishan thought so too.

Gong Xiqiu nodded: "Well, so you are Qu Tan?"

Qishan: "..."

Gong Xiqiu raised the sword, weighed it and played with it for a while. He looked at Qi Shan's silent expression and said with a smile: "Does Qi Zhongshu know where the flaw is? The sword-making method of the Gongxi clan is different from that of the outside world. The swords were made back then." , didn’t I ask you to use a few drops of blood to temper the sword? The blood is used to feed the Gu worms, and then the special Gu worms are sacrificed to the sword, so that the master and the sword can communicate with each other."

This is just a more metaphysical statement.

To be more straightforward——

Qishan will feel that this sword is easy to use.

If you can wear this sword for a long time, the sword will slowly absorb the breath of praying for good in a subtle way, and it can maintain the sharpness of blowing hair and broken hair without frequent maintenance, and its brilliance will be restrained. As soon as Gong Xiqiu got the sword, he knew that the owner of the sword was still alive.

Saber is also in very healthy shape.

One look showed that the owner of the sword had nourished it with his breath not long ago.

Qi Shan said that the excuse for acquiring Saber in the early years was no longer valid.

Seeing that Qi Shan did not answer, Gong Xichou asked: "Are you?"

Of course Qi Shan can answer no and deny it even to death.

But his intuition told him that Gong Xiqiu's personality and brain circuit were completely different from ordinary people. If he didn't admit it, Gong Xiqiu might break the sword with his bare hands. Just because Qishan is not the original owner, as far as Gong Xi Qiu is concerned, he is not qualified to hold the things belonging to the Gong Xi clan. It's just a purchased sword. If Gong Xiqiu breaks it, it will be broken. At the worst, he will be compensated in gold and silver of the same price.

Qi Shan reluctantly admitted.

"I am, but I don't know who you are?"

There is something wrong with the Gongxi clan.

Names are not commonly used. They are chosen to record family trees and are only used after adulthood. Before they were minors, tribesmen often called them by their nicknames. The group of young men from the Gongxi clan that Qi Shan met were not very old. Qi Shan really didn’t know what their names were...

Gong Xiqiu handed the sword back to him: "A Nian."

The murder that Gong Xiqiu was worried about did not happen.

Gong Xiqiu asked back: "When you hesitated just now, were you worried that I would suspect you of having something to do with the genocide? Just you?"

It's not that he looked down on the strength of Qishan and Qishan, but that they were both checked by the high priest back then and made sure that there were no problems before they were allowed to stay in the clan. If the two of them were really spies on the outpost, they would have had their necks broken long ago and lost their fertile land.

Qishan: "..."

Gong Xiqiu is quite clever at times like this.

A face with colorful makeup suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was really impossible to connect the young man back then with the person in front of him. Gong Xiqiu felt the same way, but he was more curious about another thing: "Why don't you use your own name instead of using Shan Qi's name upside down? He has no objection. ?”

Speaking of this matter, Gong Xiqiu remembered that Qi Zhongshu had a bad reputation and seemed to have the title of "evil conspiracy". He is clearly Qu Tan, but he used his friend's name. Isn't that unethical?

Qishan couldn't help but move his lips.

He wanted to explain that "Qu Tan" was not his real name either.

In the end, he just said: "He won't have any objection."

Gong Xiqiu scratched the tip of his nose: "That's true. Remember, he used to indulge you, so borrowing his name is not a big deal."

In his memory, Qu Tan had a bad temper and would draw a sword to deal with it without saying a word. It was this guy who wanted to set fire to the ancestral graves of the clan. In comparison, Shan Qi's temper is much better.

Gong Xiqiu asked again: "Where is he?"

Prayer: "No longer in this world."

This answer made Gong Xiqiu's next sentence choke in his throat.

He was surprised: "No longer alive?"

Then I thought about it, life and death are the norm now.

With the latter's temperament, it is indeed impossible to survive.

Gong Xiqiu didn't like to be sentimental, he just felt a little sad for a few seconds before returning to normal, and suggested going for a drink to connect with each other. When old friends meet again after more than 20 years, it suddenly becomes clear!

Qishan's mouth twitched slightly: "No."

Gong Xiqiu is rarely rejected by others: "Why?"

Qishan said: "Busy!"

No matter what time it is.

The war has just ended, and there are a lot of things waiting to be dealt with. How can I have time to drink and reminisce with Gong Xiqiu? He has changed, and so has Gong Xiqiu. They have only known each other for more than a month, and their friendship with each other is not deep enough. It seems ridiculous to deliberately recall the past. Gong Xiqiu is not just seeking revenge against himself.

If it is really seeking revenge, this matter will be difficult to handle.

Qishan didn't give Gong Xiqiu a chance to speak.

"Farewell, Qi will go to work first."

Looking at Qi Shan's back as he walked away, Gong Xiqiu felt a little sad: "Oh, when I grow up, it won't be as interesting as before."

As an outsider, Yun Ce could also see that the atmosphere was awkward and tried to smooth things over: "After all, we have been apart for so many years, and there is always time to get acquainted with each other again. General Gongxi and Qi Zhongshu are ministers in the same court, and there will be many opportunities for contact in the future. Eager for this moment.”

Gong Xiqiu didn't dwell on this matter either.

"Well, what you said makes sense."

He raised his hand and hooked Yun Ce's shoulder and patted it.

"I see you have a restless breath, do you want me to help you?"

The fastest way for a courageous warrior to improve his level is to fight, to break through, hone, and master various skills skillfully in battle.

Yun Ce naturally couldn't ask for it.

but--

My heart is beating, but not right now.

Gong Xiqiu said unhappily: "If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it. I'm an upright man. Why are you so annoying?"

Yun Ce sneered: "There are still secular affairs in the army..."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Okay, okay, everyone is busy, right?

It's good to be busy.

When Yun Ce disappeared, Gong Xiqiu turned to look at his silent elder brother and said, "Brother, you are the only one left."

He has nothing to do now, and his whole body is itching like ants crawling.

At this time, a blue bird landed on Jimo Qiu's finger.

He glanced at the content of the message and put it away: "Brother Fang Liu said that there was a shortage of military doctors in the wounded barracks and there was not enough medicine for wounds. He asked me if I wanted to help. A Nian came to help me when he had nothing to do."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He followed up with small steps, feeling aggrieved.

After all, he is also Mama's personal general.

Even if he is just a bare-bones commander with no soldiers under his command, and he is ordered to do some killing... Huh, doesn't he want to lose face?

I kept complaining in my heart, but I was very efficient at work.

"How can we take care of so many wounded soldiers?" An idea flashed in Gong Xiqiu's mind, and he thought of a wonderful way. He transformed hundreds of martial soldiers on the spot, and two people worked in groups to carry the wounded soldiers.

If the ground is too congested, just go to the ground where you are and use air transport.

Fang Yan's mouth twitched fiercely.

If it had been left at Xiaocheng's time, he would never have imagined that such a day would come - Gong Xiqiu, who wanted to look at people with his nostrils, would actually use his trump card that consumes a lot of martial energy in such a scenario.

When other warriors saw this scene, they also acted accordingly.

Fang Yan sighed: "It's a good thing after all."

With more manpower, more things can be done.

Many wounded soldiers died because they were not treated in time.

Now that the wounded barracks has enough manpower, it can free up manpower to triage the wounded soldiers. Those who are seriously ill will be treated first, and those who are not seriously injured will wait... As long as they can save their lives, even if they have missing arms and legs, Xinglin doctors can help them regenerate their limbs.

The wounded barracks was so busy that the lights never went out.

The troops of Kang State were also busy cleaning up the remaining soldiers in the Northern Desert.

Integrating troops and horses, it was decided to recapture Shexing Pass on the third day.

The recovery of Shexing Pass was much easier than expected. First, the elite defenders were short of food, and Shexing Pass had been without food for three days. Secondly, Shen Tang also publicized the fact that Liu Guan replaced Brother Tude. As the news of the defeat of Tudege's troops in the battle came, there was an internal mutiny. Shen Tang sent people to instigate rebellion. Without much effort, he successfully instigated one of the groups to rebel, and agreed to cooperate internally and externally.

When Brother Tude stepped onto the Shooting Star Pass as a prisoner, his face was extremely ugly, especially when Shen Tang ordered people to collect all the human bones that had not yet been processed. Piles after piles of bones, even an experienced veteran on the battlefield couldn't help but frown.

Shen Tang smiled at Brother Tude.

Yin and Yang strangely said: "Your army has a pretty good appetite."

Brother Tude is completely shameless. The food and grass were all supervised by his subordinates. He knew the specific amount, but he didn't know that the stacking of numbers in his eyes would be so visually shocking. However, no matter how much he wanted to escape, he could only bite the bullet and watch.

Shen Tang was quite bored when he saw this.

After a long time, Brother Tude tested Shen Tang.

"I wonder what Lord Shen wants?"

This is a reminder to Shen Tang that paying tribute, surrendering, and sending hostages can go through the process. There had been no movement for several days. He guessed that Shen Tang was preparing to dry himself out so that he could raise the price. Brother Tude recalled the previous standards in his mind and had a rough estimate in his mind.

Shen Tang asked back: "What do you think?"

Brother Tude said: "In the past, Sui Gong was..."

According to custom, the Northern Desert pays annual tribute to the northwest countries, including but not limited to gold and silver treasures, rare products unique to the Northern Desert, and handsome men and beautiful women. In view of the defeat in the Northern Desert and the serious food crisis, the first batch of annual tribute can be increased.

Shen Tang interrupted him.

"Sigong? What Suigong?"

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I had a fever, and every time I swallowed I felt like my throat was being cut with a knife.

Take out the medicine you always have at home. If you don't feel better tomorrow, go to the hospital to register.

PS: Gong Xiqiu and Qi Shan are old friends who met once more than 20 years ago. They had a good time at the time, but it has been diluted by time, and they are even a little embarrassed?

PPS: It’s not important that you lose your vest this time. What’s important is Qu Tan’s identity.