Chapter 602 No regrets (3)

Author: Mo Xifan

Chapter 602 No regrets (3)

"What a pity, this rain..."

Lu Wenyu returned to the battlefield again. As soon as he walked to Mei Shijiu, he heard Mei Shijiu sigh and look up at the sky.

"What a pity?"

Lu Wenyu raised his hand to wipe the rainwater and asked casually, "The rain has been falling for so long, and there is no sign of stopping." How long will it take?

There was already water flowing on the ground, wet, mixed with the blood flowing from the soldiers ahead, and a pungent smell of blood filled the air.

"What a pity that Panlong Bureau is, is it the time of Polo or the time of Dayuan!"

Mei Shijiu said as his subordinates changed their movements, and the tune suddenly became louder.

"Young Master Ninth, your hands... can't be played anymore. Wen Yu also has a little bit of music. After listening to it for so long, I have remembered the tune. Can I play it? If you continue playing like this, your hands will be ruined."

He had just looked carefully and found that the strings of this guqin were made of Tiansilk. Tiansilk seemed soft, but in fact it was very hard. It was not suitable for making strings. If you caress for so long, your fingers could bear it.

"This song is not tuned, you can't play it. It's okay, you can hold on for one more hour at most."

"Not just an hour, it won't work for a quarter of an hour. If you continue to play like this, your hands will be ruined."

Mei Shijiu lowered her head and smiled, "It's okay, it's just a scary look, it can't hurt your muscles." It's still unknown whether this life can survive until the end of this war. Life is hanging on the line, do you still care about these hands?

Lu Wenyu knows martial arts, so he doesn't know that Mei Shijiu is also consuming his internal energy while playing the piano, so he says that others can't do this song.

He wanted the sound of the piano to spread more widely as soon as possible because he knew that the Panlong Bureau would not be successful today because he knew that there would be this rain. In fact, this rain might or might not be. If it doesn't fall, then his

The game can be accomplished, if it is done...it will be the first day.

This time was occupied by Polo, and this is also considered a number of days.

Next, let’s look at the second day. Panlong game was defeated by this heavy rain, and this battle may also be in this heavy rain, and this is the second day.

"I took this, but I will explain first that this is a pill handed down from the Xie family of my grandfather, called the Guihun Pill. Even if the dying person takes it, he can live for another three days, but in this world, it is actually

There is no magical medicine to bring about resurrection. This soul pill uses only special medicinal materials and preparation methods to make it have a certain miraculous effect. After the Ninth Prince takes it, he will have no worries about his life within three days, and he doesn't have to worry about fainting, but...

”

Lu Wenyu said as he squatted down and looked at Mei Shijiu, and for a moment hesitated whether to give it to him.

Mei Shijiu looked back at the other party, his hands never stopped, and he still smiled gently until now, "After taking this medicine for three days, will my life be almost gone? Anyway, I am 100% sure

You won't wait until this time to think about using the medicine that can save my life. Wen Yu, I have said a long time ago that life and death have life, but these three days are too important to me.

I won’t live long. If I can get safe and sound in these three days, I’m willing.”

"Young Master, no!" A Qing knelt on Mei Shijiu with tears in his eyes and kept shaking his head.

"Wen Yu, please, I must not have any trouble in these three days." Lu Wenyu went to get this medicine, but he was not sure. As long as he was three points, he would not get the medicine. Since he had reached this point,

Then this is a choice without choice.

Lu Wenyu gritted his teeth and looked at Mei Shijiu, then turned his head to look at the soldiers who were fighting bloody in the heavy rain in front of him. He closed his eyes and silently opened the silver ball in his hand and took out the pill and opened it. He pulled off the wine bag around his waist, "This medicine is to be

I will give it to you with wine, and the Ninth Young Master, Wen Yu will take you to take medicine.”

Even afterwards, everyone blamed him. He admitted that the Ninth Prince could give up this life, so why would Lu Wenyu not be willing to give up?

"Thank you!"

Only Mei Shijiu knew how heavy the weight was when he thanked him. Only he knew that Lu Wenyu was staring at the pressure of using this medicine for him.

Lu Wen smiled, put the medicine into Mei Shijiu's mouth, fed Mei Shijiu another sip of wine, then raised his head and took a big sip of it himself, then threw the wine bag and looked up at the sky with his head raised.

"Young Master Ninth, we are the doctors, and we are the most unwilling to ask God for help, because we know that when life is about to end, it is useless to ask God, but now, I can only ask God for help, and I am just blamed for not being good at medical skills.

It cannot cure you, it cannot cure this world's disease."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and pointed at the battlefield ahead. A mist flew out as his wet sleeves waved.

Mei Shijiu played the piano and closed her eyes and smiled, "I am a mortal, and you are also a mortal. It's just a dust in this world. As the saying goes, do your best, and leave your destiny! Just be ashamed of your heart."

Lu Wenyu sat on the ground and looked at Mei Shijiu outside.

He was wrong, they were all ordinary people, but Mei Shijiu was not, so he could not face life and death as calmly as he did.

"Aqing, go and tell Qin Muhan and let him prepare, there is no need to stay here."

"Young Master!"

"Go, Mr. Lu just said, at least you can rest assured in these three days, I have no worries about my life." Mei Shijiu asked Aqing to go with peace of mind.

Aqing could only grit his teeth and respond, stood up and rushed towards Qin Muhan who was setting up the formation.

"This rain came in time, Mei Shijiu, this is the help of God!"

Jin Juetian was sitting on the horse's back with a smile on his face, pointing his sword at Qiongkong.

"Prince?"

The soldiers following were confused, not understanding what was wrong with their prince. They just issued military orders with nervous expressions, and now they smiled and said this again.

"The Panlong Bureau is difficult to break, Dayuan has made full preparations. If it is done, even if I am successful, I may not be able to leave safely today, but this Panlong Bureau is difficult to solve by manpower, but under the will of heaven, it will be solved easily

Now, this heavy rain came in time, hahahaha!”

Everyone still doesn't understand, but it should be beneficial to them.

"What's the situation in the reinforcements? They were stopped by the Yuan army?"

This heavy rain should have been unexpected by Mei Shijiu, otherwise he would not have spent so much effort to set up this Dragon Game!

God’s will! This is the will of God’s will.

"The spies reported that they encountered the ambushing soldiers of Dayuan in front of them. Now the two armies are fighting. Don't worry, even if they can't arrive in time, we can still take over the Dayuan Shengzhang."

Before leaving, Jin Juetian made a commendation, captured the Dayuan Shengshang and Mei Shijiu, and promoted the title!

"Okay, tell the soldiers that they can fight back with all their might. Du Luo will arrive before dawn tomorrow at the latest. Although the opponent's Panlong game is difficult, you still have to be careful."

"yes!"

Jin Juetian nodded, waved his hand, and Tuaner immediately handed it the leather map.

"Longhu Mountain..."

Jin Juetian looked at the map and murmured softly, then looked at the surrounding terrain. The more he looked, the higher his brows became, and then shook his head.

Even if there are many waters around, no matter how heavy the heavy rain is, it is impossible for floods to occur in a short period of time. He must be too careful.

"Tuan'er, is it summer solstice?"

"It seems... it's here." Tuan'er wasn't sure, and he didn't pay much attention to these things, but Dayuan was indeed warmer than their Polos. At this moment, their Polos had just reduced their clothes. It was already stuffy.

"I remember that the summer of the Yuan Dynasty is the flood season, and it is also the season of floods and floods. The waters nearby... In the previous generation, you have followed me to check it out, but remember..."
Chapter completed!