Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

After the war, Wu Lang was forced to stay in Musong City to recuperate.And met a group of quack doctors very tragically!The so-called quack doctor means that he doesn't care about the severity of your condition, anyway, if you insist on seriousness, you will never be wrong!

He justly complained several times, the wound on his neck was not deep at all, it just cut through the muscle layer, there was no need to tie him up like a patient with cervical disjointed joints!This dressing method seriously damaged his mighty and handsome image and affected his normal quality of life.But no one paid attention to him at all, including Yang Jichuan who he thought would support him unconditionally.

shit!Wu Lang said that there is no way to survive in this world.

This is overtreatment, these quacks!When I recover from my illness, I must take your medical license!

What's even more tragic is that because the doctor said that Wu Lang hurt his throat, it's best not to talk too much while recovering from the injury.So, in order for the new General Yangwei to still be able to use his charming voice to scold his subordinates bloody in the future, Chang Shan was ordered to be careful, to keep a close eye on Wu Lang, and never let him protect him. voice.

As for the title of the mighty general, it was the reward given by the current emperor Longxin Joy after the most proud victory in more than ten years was passed back to Yongning. Ah bah, it's not a charity, but a thick seal!

Yang Jichuan and the five school lieutenants under his command received one thousand taels of gold and one hundred taels of gold respectively. Wu Lang was the only one who was promoted to an official, and he was promoted to two ranks. He suddenly became a fifth-rank Yangwei general from Dutong, and he was on an equal footing with Yang Jichuan.

He also specially ordered Wu Lang to guard Musong City.

The emperor's calculations are very beautiful, Yang Jichuan is on the sidelines, and he can't wait to share his power and buy people's hearts.Who is it to sow discord?

This Wu Lang is an excellent candidate at first glance, brave and good at fighting, good at training troops and defending the city, an absolute talent.What's more, he was born as a bandit, so he definitely despises a child from a family like Yang Jichuan the most.Now that Wu Lang has obtained such a high official position, how can he not be grateful to the emperor for his great kindness, and has since become the best pawn used by the emperor to check and balance the dominance of Yang Jichuan?

The answer is of course, no.

So in this world there is no Internet, no mobile phones, no satellite signals, and any information that is not equal can kill people.The emperor still wanted to promote Wu Lang to be Yang Jichuan's opponent, but how did he know that the two were the most sympathetic in the camp.

Wu Lang just sneered when he received the imperial decree, as expected of the most ruthless emperor's family, the soldiers charged at the front line, while the dignitaries played tricks in the rear to hinder them.Then he grabbed Yang Jichuan's neck and wrote him a few words very sincerely.

"Good brother, I will share the gold, and I will fight wherever you point from now on!"

Yang Jichuan felt a little speechless asking the sky.

The rest of the time, Wu Lang is extremely boring.

Musong City was bombarded to pieces by trebuchets, and now a thousand things are waiting to be done, and their generals have nothing to do with government affairs, but Guangze is also in a mess because of the siege, and they can't find any documents to preside over Musong City's government for a while. Work.

Wu Lang quickly thought of Shen Pengsheng, whom he had kidnapped from Dongchang Mountain. Although Shen Pengsheng was a member of the King of Linzi, he was indeed a good hand in government affairs.Musong City is now at the time of employing people, and it is necessary to quickly establish a functioning government, and at the same time appease the residents and captives of the original owner.There are risks in letting Shen Pengsheng intervene, but those who control him well should not make too many mistakes.

Wu Lang immediately asked Chang Shan to go back to Guangze City to find someone, but Chang Shan came back the next day and told him that Shen Pengsheng had escaped secretly.

Make Wu Lang mad!But he can't speak, and he can be suffocated.

At this time, as a paralyzed and poisonous subordinate who could understand Wu Lang's meaning just by looking at Wu Lang's expression and movements, Chang Shan successfully made Wu Lang vomit three liters of blood.

Wu Lang patted the table angrily, and stared at Chang Shan.

Chang Shan knelt down on one knee and said, "It's my subordinate's fault for not taking good care of Shen Pengsheng."

Wu Lang raised his eyebrows, and Chang Shan explained: "This subordinate absolutely has no intention of being unwilling to take the blame."

Wu Lang was so angry that his hands shook, what is reluctance and reluctance to take the blame, bastard!How many people have run away to show me something, what kind of expression do you have, you have no sincerity to admit your mistake!

Chang Shan said: "Master calm down, the emotional fluctuations are too big and it is not easy for the wound to recover."

Shit, you have been spoiled by me and become more and more lawless!

Chang Shan said: "Chang Shan is fortunate to be favored by the young master."

Wu Lang's face turned red, he raised his hand and pointed at the door, Chang Shan immediately kowtowed: "This subordinate will leave now, young master must calm down and take care of himself."

Nima, with you bastards here, I still calm down?I didn't spray Samadhi real fire, it's already good!

Yang Jichuan and Chang Shan, who was going out, passed by, and saw Wu Lang who was so angry that he threw the cup there, his eyes rolled, and he glanced at Chang Shan.It's just that Chang Shan walked out of the General's Mansion and walked around the corner as if he didn't notice.

Yang Jichuan stepped over the threshold and entered the room, walked around the pile of debris, and put the medicine cup in his hand on the table.Wu Lang looked at Yang Jichuan, and made a gesture to the effect that why are you here? What is this?

Yang Jichuan lifted the lid to reveal the black paste inside, and explained to Wu Lang: "For external use, it's good for your scars."

Wu Lang frowned, and wrote on the paper, 【No need, scars are men's medals. 】

"It's good for you, just use up this can."

[Want to use up a can? 】

"Well, take the medicine three times a day. If I have time, I will come in person. For the rest, ask your subordinates to help you."

【Forgive me, it's just a small wound! 】

"There are no antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs here, and even a little wound is easily infected, so we can't be careless."

【All right, I'm scared, come on】

Yang Jichuan stepped forward to remove the gauze from Wu Lang, and Wu Lang raised his head cooperatively, revealing his neck, which is one of the most fragile and sensitive parts of a man's body.He took off the gauze around Wu Lang's neck, revealing a long scar running obliquely from the edge of the left sternocleidomastoid muscle to the lower edge of the right mandible, which looked terrifying.Perhaps it was because of the scariness of the wound that the doctors who saw the doctor did not dare to be sloppy at all, and Wu Lang insisted on using the highest standard of self-cultivation to heal the wound.

Wu Lang blinked, only to realize that Yang Jichuan was very close to him.The warm breath sprayed onto the sensitive skin of his neck, Wu Lang suddenly felt numb all over.

Oops... This state is really white.

Wu Lang couldn't help but look down at Yang Jichuan who was close at hand.

He was wearing plain clothes today, and his hair was tied up casually, tied into a refreshing ponytail.

Wu Lang has never seen the people who serve Yang Jichuan, so he thinks he is doing all these trivial things in life by himself.His eyes were actually very clear and bright, not at all as arrogant and cold as others said.The reticence shown in front of others is just because this kid doesn't know how to express his emotions.It's not a mental illness, it's just that I didn't get the correct guidance during the growth stage.You will still be angry when you should be angry, and you will still be shy when you should be shy.It just depends on whether you can see it from his tiny movements.

Wu Lang felt that Yang Jichuan's eyes were particularly good-looking, but the blue and black in front of his eyes was a bit unpleasant.It is estimated that he has been busy dealing with the affairs of Musong City these days, and he has not stopped for a moment.

On the contrary, he, the future lord of Musong City, ate and slept in the general's mansion like a pig, and no one dared to disturb him.

Wu Lang knew that it was Yang Jichuan who gave the order in private, what a fool.

Soon, Wu Lang felt a hot and humid mud being smeared on his neck, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Yang Jichuan felt Wu Lang's swallowing movement, raised his eyes and glanced at him, Wu Lang immediately looked away guiltily.Then I thought about it again, why was I guilty, I didn't do anything to be guilty of!Then he moved back with piercing eyes, Yang Jichuan had already lowered his head.

"This ointment is most likely to take effect at a temperature of more than [-] degrees, so if someone else makes it, you have to remind him to warm the ointment with your hands for a while before applying the ointment."

Wu Lang nodded slightly, and his thoughts were about to fly away.

Yang Jichuan gently applied the ointment on the wound, and suddenly asked: "When I came in, I saw that you were very angry, what's wrong?"

Wu Lang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and shook his head slightly.He held his head up and it was inconvenient to write, so he didn't explain much.

"It's fine."

Wu Lang's qi returned to his qi, and it was also this time.He knows better than anyone whether Chang Shan has worked hard or not.When he moved from Dongchang Mountain to Guangze City, he really forgot about Shen Pengsheng.During this period, Chang Shan spent almost two-thirds of his time outside to help him spy on information, and during the time he searched for information on Yinhe Town, he ran around day and night without sleep, so he didn't have the energy to manage the increasingly non-existent Sensible Shen Pengsheng.

If it weren't for the shortage of manpower in Musong City this time, I'm afraid it will take a while before I think of Shen Pengsheng.

What's more, Shen Pengsheng is a member of the King of Linzi, so it is necessary to have an accomplice to rescue him.

Well, if you run away, you can run away, and you can also instigate rebellion and take it for your own use. It is still a prickly pear in your hand.

When Wu Lang came back to his senses, Yang Jichuan had already started wrapping new gauze around his neck.

After the end, Wu Lang wrote immediately, 【How long will I have to be tied like this? 】

"There are still five days, bear with it, it won't be long."

[The language function area of ​​my brain is about to degenerate, if this continues]

"Then swear at people and practice your mouth."

[Oh, it's terrible, General Chuan'er has also learned to tease people!The two of us are going to travel back to Earth! 】

Yang Jichuan smiled: "Take a good rest."

【I know, I know】

Wu Lang himself doesn't know how he survived this "dumb period", he only knows how to sleep, eat, eat, and stare at others like a girl coming to her aunt.Then one day, his throat was free!

At that moment, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and everyone is handsome and beautiful.

As soon as Wu Lang recovered from his injury, Yang Jichuan pulled him over to hand over his business. From then on, he became the King of the Mountain in Musong City!

With a swipe of Wu Lang's pen, what is it called Musongcheng? The name has been changed!

Invite calligraphers, master sculptors, use the best wood to make plaques, and write three big characters with dragons, flying phoenixes, and deep charms [Yanmenguan]

After the city was renamed, Wu Lang held a memorial service to commemorate all the Guangze Army brothers who died in this battle.

For the next seven days after Yanmen Pass, the whole city was silent, and there were no happy events.The incense sticks burning on the Longevity Table outside the pass have not been broken for seven days and seven nights.

Wu Lang and Yang Jichuan stood on the wall of Yanmen Pass, watching from afar.

The Tianzi blood flag on the city wall has long since been replaced with a Xuanjia black flag, which squeaks violently in the north wind.

Wu Lang said to Yang Jichuan: "I want to bring the families of those soldiers who died in battle to Yanmen Pass."

Yang Jichuan nodded: "It should be so."

After a long time, Yang Jichuan suddenly said to Wu Lang, "I'm sorry."

"Oh, what a sudden apology."

"If I hadn't invited you to the border gate, more than half of the Xuanjia army would have been killed or injured."

Wu Lang reached out and pounded Yang Jichuan's chest: "Don't say you regret it, then you should really say sorry."

"I didn't mean that!"

Wu Lang suddenly lay on the guardrail of the city wall, and looked at the land outside the city wall with some absentmindedness: "This war has nothing to do with who is right or wrong. People will have greed and conflicts. Not to mention the conflict of interests between two countries." They are not fighting for the emperor, but for the land that raised them, and for their relatives. Since you can't choose to be born in a peaceful and wealthy family, at least you should let yourself die well."

"My Xuanjia Army does not talk about life and death lightly, nor is it afraid of death."

"Of course, I definitely don't regret meeting you!" Wu Lang looked back and smiled.

"Look, we played Jianwang III together, in the same region, I've heard of you, and you've heard of me. Then I spent all my bad luck with you, and with the thousands of thousands of One-in-a-half of the possibility, traveling to the same world, and in countless plots, chances coincided with the line where they met the fastest. This is the fate that will destroy the sky!"

Wu Lang chuckled: "There is no better meeting than this, isn't it?"

"...Yes, there won't be any."