"Zhenguo Wait. "
When Wang Xiaojian saw Zhao Kuang, Zhao Kuang also saw Wang Xiaojian.
He was very weak, and his face looked like gold paper, as if he was going to die at a glance.
However, when he saw Wang Xiaojian, there was a flash of light in his eyes and a weak voice came out.
Although he was seriously injured, he was not in a coma.
He knew, just now, it was Wang Xiaojian who saved him.
If it wasn''t for Wang Xiaojian, he would have died. The head was to be crushed by the Tian Feihu.
"Zhengguo hou Outside... "
Zhao Kuang said again that he wanted to ask about the situation outside, but because of his serious injury, he was very difficult to speak.
With a smile, Wang Xiaojian saw his meaning and said, "Lord Zhao, the crisis of the national army of the Moro has been lifted for the time being. Yao Yongsheng retreated with the army. "
"Retreat?"
Zhao Kuang was seriously injured and shocked.
"Well!"
Wang Xiaojian nodded heavily, making Zhao Kuang''s face show an excited expression.
"Zhengguo hou Thank you very much. You must have driven them away Cough. "
Zhao Kuang wants to support his body and thanks Wang Xiaojian.
However, he was unable to get up with his arms broken. He touched the wound and coughed heavily.
Cough, cough
He coughed very badly. He vomited blood while coughing, which made the injury worse.
Wang Xiaojian frowned and went to Zhao Kuang''s body. Then he squatted down and said, "Lord Zhao, you are seriously injured. Don''t talk first. I''ll cure you."
Healing?!
Zhao Kuang is really injured. Even if he talks, he has to spend a lot of energy.
His arms were broken and his internal organs were damaged.
However, after hearing Wang Xiaojian said that he should be treated, Zhao Kuang was stunned.
Zhao Kuang''s middle-aged pharmacist was stunned.
The middle-aged pharmacist, with a respectful face, said to Wang Xiaojian: "Zhengguo Hou, are you also a pharmacist?"
Wang Xiaojian laughed and said, "I''m not a pharmacist, I''m a summoner."
"Summoner?"
On the face of the middle-aged pharmacist, a puzzled expression appeared.
I haven''t heard of it. The summoner can heal people.
"Well."
Wang Xiaojian smiles faintly. He seldom pretends to be forced to do so. He says, "the summoner also has the ability to cure wounds. Now, I will treat Wang Ye Zhao."
The pharmacist ten days confused does not know, how does Wang Xiaojian cure the wound, but seeing his confident appearance, he nodded.
In the heart of Xia people, Wang Xiaojian is the God of army and omnipotent existence.
Every young man in Xia state had a blind worship of Wang Xiaojian.
He is a pharmacist, calmer than young people, but he also has great respect for Wang Xiaojian.
Since Wang Xiaojian said so, he is willing to believe him.
The middle-aged pharmacist stood up and stepped aside.
Wang Xiaojian looked at Zhao Kuang''s wound and then stretched out his hand.
He thought a move, in Zhao Kuang puzzled eyes, display Summoner skills - healing.
In the palm of Wang Xiaojian''s hand, there is light.
This is a light green light, containing a lot of vitality.
In the moment of presentation, just like a moment, spring returns to the earth.
In the camp, Zhao Kuang also felt the vitality.
His face, showing a surprised expression, and then looked at Wang Xiaojian, will emit light green light hand, gently pressed in his chest.
Hum ~
just like a drop of water full of vitality, drips into the heart.
A wave of healing energy spread around Zhao Kuang.
With the spread, Zhao Kuang''s injured viscera recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Full of vitality, along Zhao Kuang''s body, flow to the arm.
Zhao Kuang applied herbal medicine on his arm, and he felt itchy.
But in itching at the same time, his broken bone, unexpectedly re linked.
Weak arm, also gradually filled with strength.
On Zhao Kuang''s face, a surprised expression appeared.
The pharmacist''s eyes widened.
They can''t believe that the light from Wang Xiaojian''s hand is so powerful.
The light gradually disappeared, and Zhao Kuang''s body was completely recovered.
At the same time, Wang Xiaojian''s mind, sounded a burst of crisp sound.
"Ding! Treatment of one injured person, Wang points + 1. King''s benevolence and righteousness, seven times of the world, progress + 1. The current progress is 3183 / 5000. "
Wang Xiaojian smiles.
The mission of the seventh company was his next one more than two months ago.
For some reason, it has not been completed so far.However, the progress is not much.
Before coming, Wang Xiaojian decided not only to cure Zhao Kuang, but also to cure other wounded soldiers of the Xia State Army and complete his branch task.
Feeling his body gradually recovered and his arm able to move again, Zhao Kuang''s incredible expression was gradually replaced by excitement.
He did not understand what means Wang Xiaojian used, but his physical recovery is a fact.
After caressing his chest, Zhao Kuang got up from the straw mat.
Then, he knelt down to Wang Xiaojian and said excitedly to Wang Xiaojian: "thank you for saving my life. Zhao is very grateful. Please be worshipped by Zhao. "
Zhao Kuang wept with joy. When he kowtowed to Wang Xiaojian, his tears all flowed down.
His injuries were so serious that his organs moved and his arms were broken.
Almost, he thought he was going to die this time.
But now, Wang Xiaojian has cured him.
It was Wang Xiaojian who gave him a life!
Zhao Kuang knocked his head to the ground.
Wang xiaojianjun''s face showed a gratifying expression, and with a smile, he said: "Lord Zhao, you are a loyal prince. It''s right to save you. You don''t have to do that. Get up. "
"Yes, thank you very much."
Zhao Kuang worshipped Wang Xiaojian again and stood up.
However, although he got up and looked at Wang Xiaojian''s eyes, he was still grateful.
In gratitude, there is a burning light.
In his heart, Wang Xiaojian was admired more than ever.
Although Wang Xiaojian knows, Zhao Kuang is grateful to himself.
However, Wang Xiaojian is not calm when he is staring at him like this by an old man.
He smiles, "Lord Zhao, since you have recovered, go and help general he. Next, I went to treat the other brothers. In the evening, I''ll talk to you about the military situation. "
"Good. Zhenguo Hou, Zhao will not disturb you. "
Zhao Kuang still has a lot of grateful words in his heart, but after listening to Wang Xiaojian, he still wants to save people. He gives Wang Xiaojian a fist and then leaves.
With a smile, Wang Xiaojian walked out of the army tent, and then entered another wounded soldier''s camp.
Then, he used the healing technique to treat a wounded soldier of Xia Guojun.
There are more than 3000 people injured this time. A small number of them were injured by Tian Feihu before Wang Xiaojian came.
Most of them were injured in the fighting just now.
Wang Xiaojian has no reservation.
He started with the most seriously injured and treated them with his treatment.
Then, in his mind, again rang a burst of crisp sound.