Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

Zhang Mengqi squatted down, staring at Zhang Xiaoyu bewilderedly.

The surrounding soldiers of Chuanzi Battalion looked at Zhang Mengqi curiously, not knowing who this woman who appeared suddenly was.

But they were not familiar with Xie Xing and Zhao Long, and they didn't dare to inquire whether they were big or small.

But they were not fools, seeing the woman crying, they also understood the other party's affection for Zhang Xiaoyu.

Could this be Mr. Zhang's best friend in his hometown?

Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of Mr. Zhang, Loulan married one, and there is another person in the family.

My role model.

Smiles appeared on the faces of all the soldiers.

"Why are you lying on the ground like this? It's too cold. Find a room quickly."

Zhang Mengqi suddenly stood up and said.

"Well, find a room in the palace for him to rest."

Xie Xing nodded.

Chuan Zi Ying Dutou immediately said,

"General, let Mr. Zhang go home to rest. The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as your own straw nest. Now the palace is in chaos, which is not conducive to Mr. Zhang's recovery. There is everything at home. Let's go home. Not far to the south."

"Okay, find a stretcher and carry him home. We'll go see him when we're done."

"As ordered."

"Soldiers of the Chuanzi Battalion, the wounded should go home to heal their wounds, and those who are not injured, stay a few people. The commander will send someone with you to collect the remains of the Chuanzi Battalion soldiers who died in battle. You wear the same armor as the Loulan Army. We were afraid of getting confused."

"It's still Zhao Shuai who is thoughtful, Zhao Da Zhao Er Wang San Mazi, you stay here, the others will escort Master Zhang home with me."

"As ordered!"

Some of the soldiers found a stretcher, spread out the mat, put Zhang Xiaoyu on it, and carried him home.

Others followed suit.

Zhang Mengqi has been following the stretcher closely, constantly watching his face.

Zhao Long and Xie Xing commanded the army again, asking them to gather all the captives in the square in front of the hall, and pile up all the collected supplies.

This kind of thing is very experienced.

It is worth mentioning that the Loulan country is really poor. It is far less rich than the Hami country, and even worse than the Rob country. Hami brought enough food and grass.

the other side.

Zhang Mengqi followed the team back to the Zhang Mansion, and the servant at the door immediately greeted her.

When the army entered the city earlier, the boy was waiting at the door of the house with Zhang Xiaoyu's handwritten letter. If the Sichuan army wanted to enter the house and rob, he said it was the home of the Sichuan people, and the Sichuan army let them go.

There were even two soldiers from the Yue Family Army. After hearing that the Patriarch of this family was also from the Yue Family Army, they volunteered to stand guard at the gate.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoyu's miserable state, the servant also shed tears of distress, and led everyone to rush to Zhang Xiaoyu's bedroom.

All the way to the door of the bedroom, the servant pushed open the door, everyone entered the room, and saw a woman tied up on the bed, everyone was shocked.

The soldiers of Chuanziying knew Zhang Mengqi's identity, but they didn't know that Mrs. Zhang was in the bedroom.

The boy knew that Mrs. Zhang was in the bedroom, but he didn't know Zhang Mengqi's identity.

So, by mistake, the two women met.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was still in a coma, didn't know that he was trapped in the field of Shura.

"Ouch, ma'am."

The servant hurried over, untied the rope on the lady, and pulled the handkerchief from her mouth.

Jialan twisted her sore arm, and when she saw Zhang Xiaoyu on the stretcher, her pretty face turned pale, and she ran over immediately, shouting,

"Husband, how are you doing?"

"Madam? Husband?"

Zhang Mengqi looked at this delicate beauty from the Western Regions in front of her, her eyes narrowed into dangerous slits.

Good job, Zhang Xiaoyu, you really married a wife and had children in Loulan Country!

The woman's intuition made Jia Lan feel murderous, she raised her head and looked at the Sichuan woman.

From the other person's eyes, she seemed to understand something.

"who are you?"

Jialan frowned, took the lead in attacking, and asked.

However, Zhang Mengqi did not go to confront her tit for tat. Now she was full of Zhang Xiaoyu, and without looking at Mrs. Zhang, she directly ordered the Chuanziying soldiers to put Zhang Xiaoyu on the bed.

"After you put him down, please help me fetch some warm water. I'll scrub Alang's wound."

Zhang Mengqi explained to the soldiers of the Chuanzi Battalion.

The soldiers opened their mouths when they heard the words, but they didn't know how to address each other, so they cupped their hands and ran out quickly.

They felt the same murderous aura as the Shura field in the bedroom.

This kind of murderous aura is stronger than the murderous aura they fought with the guards in the palace.

Terrible. Terrible.

I hope Master Zhang can handle this matter well after he wakes up.

After everyone ran out, there were only three people left in the bedroom.

Zhang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, unconscious.

Zhang Mengqi sat by the bed, frowning.

Jialan stood aside, looking at him and then at her, not knowing what was going on.

Why did a woman from Sichuan suddenly appear!

Jialan took two steps forward, and said slowly,

"My lady, this is the bedroom of my husband and I, not a place to entertain guests. Please ask the girl to move into the living room. Someone will serve tea for the girl. I will take good care of my husband."

Jialan spoke very politely, but her eyes were sharp and cold, staring at Zhang Mengqi firmly.

In the past, her country was ruined and her family was ruined, and her husband betrayed her. She really had the will to die and wanted to die.

But when she saw this woman from Sichuan, she suddenly didn't want to die anymore. She was aroused to fight and wanted to defend her sovereignty!

Only then did Zhang Mengqi shift her gaze from Zhang Xiaoyu to Jialan.

She carefully looked at the Loulan woman in front of her. She had big eyes, deep eye sockets, and fair skin. She was a beautiful beauty from the Western Regions, and she behaved elegantly, with gentle manners. She could tell at a glance that she was the daughter of a wealthy family.

Jialan was also looking at her.

Wearing coarse linen clothes, her hands are full of calluses, her skin is barely fair and beautiful, but there is no trace of rouge and gouache, she looks like a woman from a poor family.

Thinking of this, Jialan couldn't help feeling a little proud, feeling that she was better than the other party.

However, just when Jialan was proud, Zhang Mengqi broke her defense with a single sentence.

"Why were you tied to the bed just now?"

"I……"

Jialan's aloofness broke for a second, her face was ashamed and embarrassed, and then she gave Zhang Xiaoyu a hard look.

"It's not appropriate for the girl to say these things. Why don't you tell me who you are?"

Jialan tries to win the round.

"Did he tie you up because he was afraid that you would commit suicide?"

Zhang Mengqi asked again.

"Humph!"

"It seems that he still cares about you."

"He doesn't care about me at all! He only cares about himself, and he just wants to use me!"

Jia Lan, who had broken the defense, could no longer suppress her emotions, and roared out all her grievances!