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Murong Pei was sitting by the river, her trouser legs had been torn open and pulled up to the base of her thighs.

Huo Xiaoshan squatted beside her and carefully used the cool river water to wash the wounds on her knees and legs.

Murong Pei's leg injury was knocked on the mountain last night when she was chased by devils, and she can't remember how many heels she fell now, including the one she hit on the battlement tower of the Great Wall.

After dawn, I found that her pants were unrecognizable, and her trouser legs had been scraped out of many thin strips, and in some places, the coagulated blood scabs had stuck to the trouser tubes, so she had to tear them open.

Murong Pei frowned and gritted her teeth and said nothing, she was now used to this kind of rush, she felt that she should be as strong as a warrior.

It's just that the pain from the injury betrayed her, although Huo Xiaoshan's movements were already very light, but as soon as she touched the wound, Murong Pei's legs would still tremble involuntarily, and she held her hand tightly on the grass on her body to divert her attention.

"It's okay, a little injury will heal soon. I've got a healing elixir here. Huo Xiaoshan naturally sensed Murong Pei's pain, so he comforted her with a smile.

"You're still laughing? The feeling is that you don't hurt. Murong Pei grinned.

Huo Xiaoshan had already cleaned her wounds at this time, he looked at Murong Pei's painful expression and had a smile on his face, he was thinking about why this girl was so good-looking, even her grin was better than others, but he knew that he could only hold it in his stomach, otherwise the girl would have gouged out his eyes again.

Of course, Murong Pei felt that Huo Xiaoshan was laughing at her in her heart, she knew that not only in Huo Xiaoshan, but also in the eyes of Uncle Zhou, her injury was not an injury, she also wanted to be strong, but it really hurt.

Huo Xiaoshan put away the smile on his face, took out a leather bag, untied the string tied at the mouth of the bag, and carefully sprinkled the red medicinal powder evenly on Murong Pei's wound that had been cleaned.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Murong Pei said curiously.

"Didn't I tell you, the healing elixir, it doesn't hurt when you apply it, you can run and jump in half a day, and you don't leave a scar!" Huo Xiaoshan said while carefully applying the medicine.

"Where did you get that?" Murong Pei then asked.

"Third Brother Li gave it, he said that this medicine is so good that even the emperor can't use it." Huo Xiaoshan said proudly.

"Pull it down, I don't believe it, and the emperor can't use it, if you want me to see it, it's a ......" Murong Pei gritted his teeth and chuckled, but he still couldn't help but spit out two words: "Thief!" ”

"Hehe, it's really a thief." Huo Xiaoshan said, "Third Brother Li said, this medicine was given by his master, except for his own use, he gave it to a person, of course, you also used it this time." ”

"Who's that guy?" Murong Pei then stuck his teeth like a child.

"Li Sange said that once he went to someone to steal something, but he was injured in the calf by an arrow. He hid in the latrine, pulled out the arrow, and just got the medicine and was about to run, but was caught by the nursing home. He left the medicine for the nursery, and then the nurse let him go! Huo Xiaoshan naturally listened to Li San's own words.

"What kind of nursing home is this? Whoever asked him to be a nursing home was unlucky. Murong Pei pouted.

"I look at your little mouth, don't you keep talking, I'm afraid it doesn't hurt, right?" Huo Xiaoshan said.

"Huh?" Murong Pei moved his leg slightly, "It really doesn't hurt anymore!" This thief is really good! Murong Pei slowly stood up in surprise.

She felt that the wounded place was no longer the hot feeling just now, but rather cool.

"That's, is Third Brother Li an ordinary thief? That's the Ancestor of Thieves! Huo Xiaoshan also sighed.

He has personally experienced the swallow Li San's kung fu in the eaves and walls, and his own use of the flying wing crossbow to shoot the rope hook is also taught by Li San, and it really works at a critical time, saving Murong Pei's life.

"You turn around." After a while, Murong Pei said.

"Why do you turn around?" Huo Xiaoshan asked rhetorically.

"Oops! People want to change their pants. Murong Pei's voice was raised, but his face involuntarily blushed.

"Oh." Huo Xiaoshan obediently turned around. After a while, he heard the sound of Suo Suo changing clothes behind him.

"Why did you come up from behind me last night?" Only then did Murong Pei remember to ask Huo Xiaoshan about the hero's rescue of the United States at the critical moment yesterday, and asked behind Huo Xiaoshan while changing his clothes

"Oh. I'll block that hill for a while, and the devil will chase you.

Later, I saw that the devils were surrounding Brother Zhou, so I rescued Brother Zhou.

Then they came to you, and saw the devils running to the beacon with torches, and they estimated that you were on the top.

But there are too many devils, so I crossed the Great Wall from the side first, and then came to you from behind. ”

Huo Xiaoshan said that what he said was very plain, because he himself thought that it was nothing, very bland.

But in Zhou Liebao's opinion, it was definitely an amazing move!

When Zhou Liebao ran out of ammunition and food, the remaining dozen or so devils bullied him and ran out of ammunition, and came up with bayonets to capture him alive.

But at this moment, Huo Xiaoshan appeared, shot his head with a gun, and beat the devils stupidly, Leng was a leftover devil who made dumplings, and then climbed the Great Wall with him to save Murong Pei.

Zhou Liebao didn't know when Huo Xiaoshan learned to shoot, but he knew that he had definitely not learned for a long time, not only did he not say that marksmanship, but the key was that his hand speed was incomparably fast, and even he, a firearms instructor, couldn't compare!

"And what about the devils behind you?" Murong Pei asked again.

"They also caught up later, they caught up when I saved Brother Zhou, but they didn't find us, we bypassed the Great Wall from behind the devil to find you." Huo Xiaoshan said.

"It's a pity that Traffic Officer Lu is trying to cover my ......" Murong Pei thought of the traffic officer, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Huo Xiaoshan was silent, he also remembered the care that Lu Traffic Officer took care of them along the way, remembered his alertness, and also remembered the help of the Anti-United Nations people along the way when he walked south from Beishan, Zhao Shangzhi, the bearded anti-union who led him to jump off the train, the fat sister-in-law with surging chests, and Li Bangga, who seemed to be honest but was actually thoughtful...... There are also a number of anti-United Nations traffic officers whose names they can't even name.

"By the way, on the way, I still listened to Uncle Zhou arguing with the traffic officer." Murong Pei remembered something.

"Fight for what?" Huo Xiaoshan asked.

"They're fighting for you, Uncle Zhou means to let you join the **** and Traffic Officer Lu wants you to join the Communist Party." Murong Pei said.

"The Communist Party? They're all gaha, is there any difference? Although Huo Xiaoshan had heard these two terms, he didn't understand what they each represented.

"Hmm." Murong Pei groaned, drafted his words, and said slowly: "Uncle Zhou, the Northeast Army is ***, and the Lu Traffic Officer and the Anti-Japanese Federation are from the Communist Party. Talking about the Three People's Principles and the Communist Party talking about communism, they are enemies. ”

"Oh. Does the Communist Party *** kill people? Do they all steal? Do they all marry little wives? Are they all lying? Do they all spend all their time drinking? Why are they enemies, Traffic Officer Lu and Brother Zhou are both devils, they are both good people. Huo Xiaoshan still doesn't understand what the Communist Party is and what is ***, it's no wonder that he, after all, in Huo Xiaoshan's cognition, the five precepts of the Buddhist family's killing, stealing, adultery, delusion, and alcohol are his standards for measuring good people and bad people.

"I can't say that for sure." Faced with Huo Xiaoshan's series of question marks, Murong Pei was also confused. She can know the terms "Three People's Doctrine" and "Communism" because she was exposed to them during her anti-Japanese propaganda.

Murong Pei naturally knows more about Huo Xiaoshan or the Communist Party, but a girl is not very interested in politics, so she didn't say why. After a while, Murong Pei asked, "It's strange this time, why didn't the devil chase after us?" ”

"It's a little strange, didn't we kill them all last night with the 'cannon battle' on the Great Wall?" Huo Xiaoshan guessed.

What Huo Xiaoshan didn't know was that this fact was really similar to what he guessed, and the devils who followed them after were not all killed.

The gasoline ammunition piled up in the battlements of the Great Wall brought the pursuers brought by Kiyono Jun to the sky, the devils suffered heavy casualties, the walkie-talkie was also blown up, and the few remaining limited devils still haven't figured out where the explosion came from.

And the most important thing here is to blow up Kiyono Junya, because there is no enemy who "cares" about them the most, and the devils don't know where to pursue them.

At this time, Huo Xiaoshan heard Murong Pei behind him suddenly laugh out loud, and hurriedly asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Murong Pei giggled and laughed for a while, until he made Huo Xiaoshan laugh inexplicably, and then said, "Aren't you going to turn around?" Let's not keep talking like this. It turned out that Murong Pei had already finished changing his clothes.

"Oh." Huo Xiaoshan turned around and looked at Murong Pei, who was already dressed and smiling, and couldn't help but scratch his head and smile.

"Uncle Zhou should come back too." Zhou Liebao is going to explore the road ahead, Murong Pei said as he tried to move his knees, although he didn't dare to exercise his feet vigorously, but after all, he dared to move, Yanzi Li San's medicine was indeed magical.

As for walking, there are five words floating in the sky: it's not a thing. Isn't there Huo Xiaoshan who can carry her?