The old man's eyes turned to the outside of the room, and through the crack in the door, he could see the scene of thousands of soldiers kneeling in unison, kneeling is really kneeling

The people of the feudal frontier, when they see the lord of the feudal territory, will kneel.

"The Young Lord is Coming"

The old man almost bit his tongue: "How could the young master come to the barracks, what the hell is going on?"

suddenly

The old man's afterglow suddenly glanced at the captain on the hospital bed, and immediately realized: "It's the captain, the young master must know about the captain's suicide." ”

"The young master came this time, I'm afraid he came to see the captain."

Come to think of it.

The old man and everyone in the room rushed out of the room in awe.

Only Quan Jin was still sitting lazily on the sofa, looking out of the door, looking at the scene of all the people with white ribbons on their arms, and saluting Uncle Nine respectfully.

"Is the young master coming?"

The general team lying on the hospital bed heard two words that made their souls tremble in a daze.

He endured the pain and propped himself up, ready to get out of bed.

But in the next second, he was stopped by a female voice: "What the hell is the bed for me to lie back"

"Small" Lord

Hearing that familiar tone, the captain almost blurted out two words, but when he saw Quan Jin's figure clearly, the last word immediately stuck into his mouth.

He furrowed his brow and looked at Quanzhen.

After a while, he asked, "Who are you?"

"The one who saved your life." Listening to the sound of approaching footsteps, Quan Jin raised his eyes and replied.

What else is the captain going to ask.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open with a palm.

The first thing that catches your eye is a man in a white robe.

The sleeves were tattooed with black edges, and the light was all shining on him, reflecting the angular features, the thin lips were pursed, and the eyes swept over like this, giving you a sense of surrender.

Behind him, he was followed by several subordinates who held their heads up.

Behind him, there was a scene of thousands of soldiers kneeling and worshipping.

"I've seen the young master." The captain gritted his teeth and prepared to get up again.

"Wow"

The young master pulled out his bony hand from behind his back and waved it at the captain, and the captain, who had already gotten up to the halfway point, was pressed back to the bed by an internal force.

And this time.

The old man and the student also followed, and at a glance they saw the authority sitting on the sofa calmly.

The medical practitioner immediately accused Leng Li and said: "When you enter the territory of the feudal territory, you actually see that the young master does not kneel"

"Those who disrespect the young master will slaughter the whole clan according to the regulations"

Quan Jin finally glanced at the student.

Then his gaze fell on the young master who was a few meters away from her, and his face seemed to be a little paler, with an ethereal and unreal feeling, as if in the blink of an eye, it would disappear completely.

In order to cover up his injuries, he deliberately dyed his lips to a normal color.

"Presumptuous"

Seeing that Quan Jin had been staring at the young master, the old man was shocked.

Although he was dissatisfied with Quanjin, he was still unwilling to miss out on a medical talent until he was sure whether Quan Jin was stealing or not.

The old man couldn't help but stand up and reprimanded: "Don't be disrespectful to the young master"

After speaking.

The old man saluted the young master respectfully: "Young master." ”

"The injuries on the captain's body are healed by this girl."

"When I was in the medical and metallurgical corps, I saw that she had a special drug on her, and I suspected that the staff of the Fengjiang Headquarters stole it for her."

When the young master heard half of it, he suddenly turned his head halfway.

It was like the emperor's gaze looking down on the low-level commoners, and it fell on the old man.

The thin lips opened lightly, and every word was filled with endless oppression and majesty: "Are you suspecting that the master is the one who steals the special drug?"