Deposed Empress General

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Chapter 3: Acquaintance

Zuo Canglang didn't return to Yang Lianting's dormitory. She didn't know why. She believed in Murong Yan. I believe that he will not say anything as long as he answers.

On the primary school grounds, it is time to teach. "Masters" never care who is late, or who has not. As long as they have the result, in the end, who is still alive and becomes a true strongman. Zuolanglang returned to his queue and turned around to see Leng Feiyan, unable to hold back.

No one knows the strength of the arrow in Leng Feiyan better than her. Even shooting a deer should fall. However, Leng Feiyan did not. She didn't know when to unplug the arrow and her chest was stained with blood, but she squinted the corner of her mouth, her eyes still sharp. The boy practicing with her was shaking her hands.

She seemed to be aware of the left wolf's gaze, and she frowned coldly. The two eyes met, and the teenagers around him could not help retreating. However, Zuolanglang didn't do anything with her. This time was the best time to take her life, but this person's eyes had a moving attachment and persistence.

In the evening, Zuo Langlang grabbed some food and went to Yang Lianting's dormitory first. A doctor had already re-bandaged the wound for him and was decoction. The doctor's medicine box was set aside, and there was much medicine in it. Zuolanglang picked up a few bottles, although the doctor noticed that he didn't want to care about these half-old children.

Zuo Canglang came out of Yang Lianting's dormitory, and he didn't go far. It was another person's residence-Leng Feiyan. Leng Feiyan's dormitory was clean and simple, and the excess grass and dust were invisible, as if no one lived at all. The left wolf was standing at the door, and the hostility in Leng Fei's eyes was clearly visible: "What are you doing?"

The left wolf didn't speak, and slowly put a few bottles of wound medicine on the table. Leng Feiyan's eyes paused briefly above the medicine bottle, then asked: "What do you mean?" She opened a bottle of wound medicine and smelled it, sneer: "Alms alms?"

Zuolanglang ignored her and turned out.

When she was gone, Leng Feiyan finally picked up the medicine bottle, and she knew her own injury. But are a few bottles of medicine really useful for myself?

She hesitated a little, and finally took off her shirt, cleaned the wound, and reapplied her medicine. Pain, medicinal powder is sprinkled on the wound, pain is painful. But who hasn't been hurt or endured here? She squeezed her lips tightly, her eyes were cold, and the expression of the teenager was indifferent to herself.

She was taking medicine and there was a sudden loud noise outside. Leng Feiyan put away the medicine bottle and gathered his clothes. Someone came in and was a "Master". Leng Feiyan has a beautiful face, which is a gorgeous one that can't be forgotten at a glance. There are not a few people who have coveted her here, but she is full of thorns. Who hasn't got her hands on these years?

The "Master" walked in front of her, staying on her blood-stained clothes, smiling slightly: "So badly hurt, why don't you come to us?"

Leng Feiyan shook his right hand slightly, knowing that he cannot be good today. The children here were raised for His Highness Murong Yan, and Leng Feiyan is undoubtedly one of the best. She is very likely to be selected by His Royal Highness. So if you have offended her, of course, let her shut up forever.

The "Master" came slowly, and he was tall, so the shadow was also large: "Come, let me see the wound." His voice seemed cold in the shadow. She can hold the sword. "She held the sword in her right hand, and the" Master "sneered, and suddenly pulled out the soft sword on her waist and slammed it.

Even though Leng Feiyan was seriously injured, he still did not dare to carelessly. With one blow, he had exhausted all his strength. Leng Feiyan used a sword-shaped file. However, her chest injury was indeed not light, and she drew her dagger. All I could do was watch the soft sword like a serpent spit out a letter, and the disease came!

She rolled and dodged, the blood of the wound slowly spreading between the tops, like a blooming peony. Pain, she bit her lip and suddenly stunned. I saw a person standing outside the window, and the ghosts were usually silent, and I didn't know how long they had been here.

It was a girl in a gray rags with long hair **** in a ponytail. Left wolf?

Leng Feiyan looked away silently. Every month here, he was dead. Even if he grew up together, he had no friends. Who can count on? If you die, how is it different from other people who starve or die?

She gritted her teeth and held the “Master” sword in front of her. The blade cut into the palm of her hand. Her eyes were bloody, and her right hand was opened into a claw. "Master" is no accident, everyone here knows how ruthless she is. He tried hard to pull out the soft sword, and suddenly there was a blast behind him!

He was taken aback, before turning his head, he felt a cold in his neck. A bamboo arrow penetrated his neck from right to left. He couldn't even turn his head, there was a bang in his throat, and he fell flat. Leng Feiyan panted, still looking horrified to the left wolf's eyes-she even killed Master!

Here, anyone who does not obey Master's order is already a capital crime! Who dares to kill their minds?

Zuolanglang walked in from the outside, bent over, carried the body, looked at Leng Feiyan, and finally spoke: "His Royal Highness promised to heal Yang Lianting and sent him a doctor. When you go to him, the masters may think he ordered Healing both of you, I don't think anyone will ever embarrass you. "

Leng Fei narrowed his eyes, and the left wolf was always a muffled gourd. The two had been in the orphan camp for more than two years, and she said nothing in total. Unexpected shot but quite fierce. Leng Feiyan got up, and the left wolf was already carrying the body out. Outside is a barren mountain, with many cliff traps. It is not difficult to destroy corpses.

In the dormitory, Yang Lianting took the medicine, and the fever also subsided, but the person had not yet woke up. Leng Feiyan pushed him a few times, and when he saw that he did not respond, he was not polite. He lay down beside him, but did not dare to sleep. It's not easy to survive here, so stay alert.

When the left wolf returned, Yang Lianting was still asleep. She put a few loaves on the table and sat down beside his bed. Suddenly a dark head came over, and the left wolf just drew a knife in his hand. The head had been squeezed in, but it was cold and indifferent. She handed the medicine bottle to the left wolf: "I can't wipe the wound on my back. Come and help me with some medicine."

Zuo Canglang was finally angry: "That's my fart! You dare to kick your nose on your face!" Leng Fei Yan Tian is not ashamed: "I owe one to one, and two to one. Why not find you? Hurry up Hurry up, here it is ... "

She unbuttoned her shirt, and the left wolf saw a crisscross of scars on the girl's skin. Some have healed and faded, leaving only different shades. She wiped her hands, picked the medicine, and slowly applied it to the wound. Leng Feiyan pointed at Yang Lianting on the bed with his chin: "Why is he still asleep?"

Zuo Langlang was angry: "It's not because of you!" Leng Feiyan stopped talking, half lying on the bed, and Zuo Lang wobbled on her back. The arrow left by the wolf wore her all through her. Fortunately, she was dodging and avoiding vital points. The arrow was so rough that she pulled her own scissors, leaving many thorns in the wound. The left wolf picked out all the wooden thorns in her wound and finished the medicine. Leng Feiyan didn't talk anymore. She lay beside Yang Lianting and fell asleep.

The night was as thick as ink, and occasionally three or two beeping. The left wolf did not wake her up. She was sitting at the end of a rude wooden bed, and the two of them breathed light and heavy, like a symphony. The killing of "Master" is unknown if it will be exposed. The two people in the room were almost unable to move. She could not sleep. She sat cross-legged and closed her eyes. The wind ran across the roof, rustling.

The next day, it was just dawning, and Yang Lianting sat up first. As soon as he moved, the left wolf opened his eyes. Yang Lianting apologized slightly: "I just want to drink some water." Zuo Canglang got up and poured him a bowl of water. Yang Lianting took it in his hand and asked, "Why is Leng Feiyan here? Who will treat me? The left wolf didn't speak, the chicken called three times, and someone was already up outside. Leng Feiyan didn't know when he woke up, and suddenly said, "Hey, I'm not going to practice anymore today. You can bring me something for breakfast."

Zuo Canglang glanced at Yang Lianting, but hesitated a bit, Leng Feiyan was unhappy: "Relax, I won't do anything to him!" Yang Lianting stunned to the wall, away from her, and looked at her face again Knowing that her injuries were not mild, she nodded slightly to the left wolf.

Zuo Canglang went out, Leng Feiyan Fu lay back on the bed. After all, the teenager did not avenge his revenge, and the two patients were lying on the same bed, so it was inevitable to chat. Leng Feiyan spoke to Yang Lianting: "How did you come in?"

Yang Lianting said: "My grandfather is Yang Xuanhe." The name, Zuo Canglang, has never heard of it. In Leng Feiyan's words, she is "the soil bun in the mountain" and has little knowledge. Leng Feiyan heard the name, but it was clear: "Sacred doctor Yang Xuanhe?"

Yang Lianting said, "Well! My dad was framed by people, so that the Yang family was cut off. I was converted to slavery by a judge because of my young age. His Highness brought me here."

Leng Fei yelled and said nothing. Yang Lianting turned her head and asked her, "How about you, how did you get here?"

Leng Feiyan said: "My father and mother were dead in the flood. I was sold to a restaurant and His Royal Highness was there to eat." Yang Lianting said, "A restaurant? Dude?"

Leng Feiyan smiled slightly and said, "When His Highness rescued me, the chef was sharpening the knife."

Yang Lianting paused slowly, eyes wide open: "They eat people?"

Neither of them spoke anymore. This is the Great Yan Kingdom. People are not like people, and their families are not married.

For a moment of silence, Leng Feiyan asked: "He who is with you, how did that left wolf come in?" Yang Lianting shook her head: "I don't know, she never said that." After thinking about it, Fu asked again: "Yes Who gave us the wounds? These medicinal materials are so expensive that even the masters here may not be able to use them. "

Leng Feiyan shrugged: "Hi Royal Highness, I don't know why. But if you think about it with your toes, you should also know that it is the left blue wolf begging." Yang Lianting was silent, Leng Feiyan came together, gossip: " I said, what is the relationship between the two of you towards her? "

Yang Lianting still didn't speak, Leng Feiyan thought for a while, and suddenly said with disapproval, "Did you ... hmm ..."

Yang Lianting was so angry that she punched her in the chest, Leng Feiyan caught it, and couldn't smile.

In the evening, the left wolf brought food. Still steamed buns and buns. Leng Feiyan scratched his head in cold water and asked for a long time: "Hey, how did you come here?" Zuo Canglang didn't say anything, Leng Feiyan was boring: "You are like this, two sticks can't make a fart. . "

Yang Lianting also took a bun. He was a wealthy son, and even if he had fallen into it, his food was very elegant. Hearing Leng Feiyan's words, she glanced at her immediately: "How can you talk like this, a girl!"

Leng Feiyan cut aloud and said, "I am a girl, and I should still be spoiled and have good food! But what about Lao Tzu now? Squat down here and drink cold water !!" After a few sips, he said, " One day, I will learn peerless martial arts, in addition to helping the weak, helping the world! "

Yang Lianting was unconvinced and hummed, saying, "Become a bandit at best, with your character." Leng Feiyan immediately kicked in the past: "Dash, Lao Tzu is called big-hearted, do you understand?"

Yang Lianting said: "I don't care what big aspirations, I just want to help Yang Jiazhao and bring the person who framed my father to justice! My grandpa is doing medical care, and my father is always upright ..." Fei Yan then took over: "Come on, straight. Maybe it is full of evil and deserved ..."

Yang Lianting's eyebrows were raised, regardless of the injuries on her body, she turned over all of a sudden, her hands around her neck. The left wolf was troubled by them, and Leng Feiyan quickly pressed Yang Lianting under him, and he was obedient. "Small sample, I want to go to heaven for you!" She was proud of her, stabbing her wounds coldly, and then raised her head to ask the left wolf: "How about you, do you have any great plans?"

The left wolf glanced at her and turned her head, but looked out at the sky half-covered behind the pomegranate tree.