For a Prosperous World

Gu Nan was sitting there quietly, wiping his sword and holding the sword in his eyes.

Huo Huo went to the hospital and stood aside, glanced down at his own hand, and smiled bitterly. In comparison, he was indeed a lot worse.

Maybe Hu Nan's appearance was seen by Gu Nan, her eyes glanced at the teenager.

"You don't have to be depressed. I am much more obsessed than you. Naturally, I should know more than you. Not surprising."

After listening to Gu Nan's words, Huo went to the hospital with a smile and sighed: "Thank you for your enlightenment."

The woman in front of her eyes is either older than herself, or just one or two years old. Not to mention look, even if it is smaller than yourself.

I have never seen anyone who talked about being young, but never said that he was old.

He only if this is the other party's comfort.

After he punched a set of punches, he was already active, and his injuries were not suitable for doing more. He sat down and sat aside to rest.

I just woke up with that girl and took medicine to prepare to leave.

I have stayed here for about a day, and I don't know if I can catch up with the Huns' troops.

When there is nothing to do, Huo Qubing picked up a stone from the ground and threw it away. The stone rolled down the steps in front of the house and made a sound.

Only two of them were sitting in the small courtyard. The soldier who followed Huo's illness was awake, but his injury was relatively serious and he was not suitable for unrest. Duanmu Qing did not know when she would wake up.

The sun shining and the sun shining on the body were slightly warm, which made Shuo Fang's cold weather more comfortable.

It should be the warmth that stretches out some of the herbs that are drying, and the fragrance of the herbs in the courtyard is scattered, making people's mood unconsciously calm down.

Gu Nan carefully wiped the square cloth from the inelegant sword blade, and for so many years, it was the only one that remained.

Stuck in the sword body, she still can see the Jinge Iron Horse of that year and the figure of that year.

Maybe it ’s easier for people to be more sentimental when they are old, or maybe the old memories are too long, and she always remembers them unconsciously.

The only thing she can do is not to think too much, but maybe because she can see something again every time, she often wipes off.

I waited until she was awake, and there was only an insignificant Yihong sword in front of her.

His eyes blinked a bit indifferently, and then silently retracted Wuge into the scabbard.

Huo Qubing, who was next to him, didn't notice these, and he didn't notice them either. He just suddenly heard Gu Nan say on the other side of the courtyard.

喂 "Hello, that Huo family over there, why did you come out of customs?"

After Huo Huo went to the hospital, he was silent for a while, and then laughed, "What else can be done to drive out the Huns and defend my Han family?"

"Um." Gu Nan set Wuge aside and leaned against the corner of the wall: "It's kind of ambitious."

"How many people did you bring?"

"Eight hundred Xiaoqi." Huo Quyi raised his eyebrows and said casually.

In his opinion, Gu Nanding is going to laugh at him, and 800 Hundred Riders are going after the Huns. It can be said that ordinary people can only treat it as a joke.

Who knows, Gu Nan, who was sitting in the corner of the yard, smiled, but said slowly after laughing.

"I brought three hundred people back then, but two thousand people didn't dare to approach. What can you do with eight hundred people?"

This time Huo went to the hospital, and he was the first to hear someone approve of his behavior. Even his uncle told him not to go too far when he asked him to travel, apparently giving no hope.

After a short while, Huo Qu's mouth twitched slightly.

"I am 800 people, but 2,000 people are not allowed to go."

"Ha ha ha." Gu Nan's voice smiled lowly, looking over to Huo Qubing and said, "If there is wine, I should have a drink with you."

When Huo Hu died, he looked at Gu Nan with a little curiosity in his eyes.

"Why do seniors think I can retreat from the Huns?"

Putting his hands on his legs that were tilted, Gu Nan leaned halfway on his body. He didn't sit at all. He simply said four words: "Binggui is fast."

四个 These four words narrowed Huo Quyi's eyes. He became even more opaque to the woman in front of her. She thought that she was only a wizard of swordsmanship. However, with these four words, she was probably familiar with the art of war.

He has never seen such a woman. Where did such a woman come from?

He slammed for a moment, he grinned.

"Seniors want to learn medicine here, right?"

"Yeah." Gu Nan nodded indiscriminately.

"Then treat me back with victory, how about I bring wine with my predecessors?" Huo Qubing sat and said with a smile.

"Oh, okay."

After talking, Gu Nan's eyes fell on Huo Qu's body again, as if thinking about something. Then he beckoned and said.

"Boy Huo, come here."

Although Huo Huo had some doubts, he walked over: "Senior, what's the matter?"

"Give me a hand." Gu Nan said lightly, sitting upright, with a little more serious look.

He a little puzzled and stretched out a hand in front of Gu Nan.

Later, Huo Quwei felt his hand was gently held by a cold palm.

The palm is a bit cold, but it is soft and clings to the back of his hand.

His face turned red, his face slightly warm, and he whispered, "Gu senior, what are you doing?"

"Don't talk, run your own interest."

Gu Nan's voice came, followed by an indescribable richness of Huo Qu's illness flowing from the palm of his hand, breathing through the meridians on his arm, swept into the acupuncture point in his body ~ www. wuxiaspot.com ~ The inner interest was quickly activated, and the inner interest that poured in from the palm of the hand rushed through several large cavities that he had not broken, and poured into his dantian.

Everything was between a few breaths, Gu Nan let go of his hand and took a long breath. This is the first time she has done this kind of punching for others. It is inevitable that there will be some extra consumption, but this is nothing to her, but it can be recovered within a few days.

Sui Huo was still standing there, closed his eyes and running inside, and probably opened his eyes after a while.

He's eyes are clear, his body seems to be much lighter, and he can feel his inner swell between his breaths.

With an unbelievable look in Xu's eyes, Huo Qubing took his fist and punched him in the air from the courtyard.

A wind rushed out of nowhere, blowing the medicine basket in the hospital with a tremor.

A black armour struck Huo Qubing's head.

"If you knock it over, you have to pick it all up again."

He took a breath, and Huo went to his illness and covered his head painfully, looking at the person in front of him.

"Predecessor ..."

Only he knows that his internal interest has increased by a few percent during the period just now.

Gu Gunan stood up holding the incompatibility.

"You will not lose face to the Han when you arrive."

After speaking, I walked towards the room, it was almost noon, and it was time to wake up the girl in the sun.

Wu Huo went to the hospital to stand in the hospital, and looked at his hand stunned.

He said it was the first time he had held the girl's hand, and it was quite comfortable.