Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

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Wen Youyi gently tugged at the worn cloth shirt of the man lying in the tent, and called out in a low voice, "Brother, the horn is blowing again."

The man slowly opened his eyes. There was no focus in his eyes, they were dark and deep, as if they were a point in the corner of the dark night.

His body was full of scars, with knife wounds and welts all over his body. Old wounds had scabbed over, and new wounds appeared. There was not a piece of intact good skin on his broad and muscular body.

This person may be too tough, or he may have a strong belief in his heart to live. If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, he would probably faint for a while and couldn't even get up, but he didn't. Day, every night, when he opened his eyes, he was wide awake.

Hearing Wen Youyi's words, he nodded lightly, grabbed the bed board under him, and stood up.

Wen Youyi wanted to help him, but he pushed his hand away, and he stood up slowly by himself. At that moment, the pain unseen tore the old and new wounds on his body, but the expression on his stern face There was no ups and downs in the slightest expression, as if there was no pain.

Wen Youyi had no choice but to walk out with him.

Like most of the common people in Seoul, Wen Youyi was captured by the Nan Rong army, and the person beside him was Sheng Qianmo.

King Sheng of the Northern Kingdom, a hero who fought side by side with Seoul to the death.

Nan Rong didn't kill all of them, but made them slaves. The wounds on Cheng Qianmo's body were caused by those Nan Rong soldiers every day.

The reason why Wen Youyi is grateful to this man is because on the day he was captured, he was too weak to keep up with the team, and was whipped to death by those Southern soldiers. It was Sheng Qianmo who rescued him and helped him After walking for two days and two nights, his life was saved.

The trumpet sounded again, and they were driven to build the gate again.

However, the soldiers of the South had a lot of ways to humiliate them. At that time, a person finally climbed up the wooden ladder attached to the city gate to work. At this time, a large stone rolled down from the city gate and smashed on the person. , only heard a painful scream, and the man fell from the ladder to death...

Blood flowed all over the place.

The cold wind is blowing desolately, and the yellow sand is flying.

At that moment, several people looked at the person who fell to the ground without moving.

The soldiers on the city gate were still laughing triumphantly.

The laughter was harsh.

Wen Youyi moved the stone with his hand very hard, so hard that he wanted to crush the stone. He lowered his head and stared at the surface of the stone, his eyes were bloodshot.

However, it didn't take long before the officers and soldiers roared again, "What are you doing standing there in a daze, are you courting death?!"

Cheng Qianmo climbed up the ladder with a grim expression. Many people, including Wen Youyi, couldn't help looking at him, especially Wen Youyi, as if his heart was being weighed heavily by a big rock, and he couldn't even breathe.

As expected, the soldiers on the city gate threw down another huge boulder. In a flash, Sheng Qianmo grabbed the wooden ladder and quickly turned sideways. The ladder lost its center of gravity and swayed to the right. He slammed into the wall of the city, and he quickly clung to the ladder again. A few movements were quick and precise, but he avoided the falling of the boulder in an instant, and only heard a muffled sound, and the stone hit the ground. .

The soldier on the city gate was stunned for a moment, and just about to start cursing, Cheng Qianmo had already climbed up the city gate very quickly with the help of a ladder, jumped up, and kicked the stone-throwing soldier under his feet Give me a good beating.