She Became the White Moonlight of the Sick King

As soon as Jiang Ru's calf softened, she immediately turned around and ran out of the tent!

"stop!"

The six bosses swooped over and dragged her back directly!

"Help!!"

Jiang Ru screamed.

Outside the camp, all the military masters trembled without exception, this Jiang family son was really screaming so miserable!

"Should we go in and take a look?" Someone suggested, "What if something really happens to someone?"

The other military master frowned and thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Let's forget it. Marshal Jiang specially told us to block Jiang Shizi. He must have his own considerations. Maybe this is training Jiang Shizi. We But don't ruin Jiang Shizi's good deeds and make him fall short."

"That makes sense..." The other military masters stroked their chins in thought, or nodded in agreement.

In the end, a group of military masters decided to keep silent, no matter how pitiful and helpless the elder son of the Jiang family screamed, everyone would just hear the fairy music, which is beyond words.

Later, the voice of the elder son of the Jiang family gradually lowered, and later, there was no sound at all.

The military man was very nervous.

Someone asked: "Isn't this a fatality?"

"It's not..." The other person shook his head, touched his chin and said in deliberation, "Jiang Shizi has been screaming for so long after all, presumably he was trained badly, and now he is probably resting..."

"It makes sense..." Everyone nodded in agreement. After all, Jiang Xiangguo only had such a legitimate son, so he would definitely not push his own son into the fire pit. Maybe what is the devil's training method now, so that the Jiang family's son will be put to death and reborn.

In this way, when it was dark, the cauldrons placed on the wood outside the tent were all lit with torches, but Jiang Shizi's voice still did not resound from inside the tent.

Everyone was a little confused, you looked at me, I looked at you, wondering whether to go in and check the situation.

At this time, a tall and thin man came over and said in a low voice, "I am here to pick up Jiang Shizi under the order of Marshal Jiang."

The soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped aside respectfully.

Not long after, the eldest son of the Jiang family came out accompanied by a man. It was too dark, even with some torches, it was still not very clear.

However, the soldiers can still vaguely tell that the Jiang family's son is in a mess, his hair is messed up, and his clothes are rotten. It's hard to imagine what kind of tragic things he has gone through.

The October autumn wind blows into the bones, and this blow makes the torches shake.

Jiang Ru also shivered from the cold, and hugged his arms even tighter with both hands. With her head lowered, she hurried towards her father's camp without daring to stop, as if there was a ghost chasing after her.

When she opened the camp tent and walked in, her father was drinking wine leisurely, and he raised his glass and asked her, "Wu Lang, would you like a drink?"

Then, the voice paused strangely, as if someone was stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

Her father, Jiang Shu, stared at her for several times before finally finding his voice again, and said in disbelief, "Wu Lang, why did you become like this?!"

I saw that in the brightly lit place, the Jiang family's son's hair was as messy as a hen's coop, his coat was rotten, missing a piece, and his shoes were badly worn. The most frightening thing was her face—it was dusty, Obviously a lot of dust.

But even the dust can't hide the red lips, the mouth is smeared, the corners of the mouth are injured, and there are strings of eye-catching marks hanging on the neck, either blue or purple or red, it's just... horrible!