Chapter 327
The kun skin is almost dry after rubbing and washing, shaking it, and ironing it with body temperature, and it dries immediately.

A little powder is added to the dry frosty ground color, this kind of gray tone powder is inexplicably advanced.

Bai Junjun didn't know what to say.

It is true that good-looking is good-looking, but there is a girl in gray and pink among the big red guys. Isn't that eye-catching?
Bai Junjun's whole body is not well.

But she wasn't the worst. Li Wenli was dumbfounded when she thoroughly washed Li Wenli's clothes in the bathroom.

"What the hell is this?"

Bai Junjun wanted to see if Li Wenli's clothes were normal, so he sat with Bai Sasa and waited for him to come out without going far.

After a while, Li Wenli came out cursing.

His kun skin was darker than hers, it was dark red with a gray tone, this dark red slightly lifted his pale complexion, giving him the feeling of a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

However, this color may be beautiful for those noble children, but it is not a good thing for Li Wenli.

He is the majestic boss of Base H, a well-known MAN, but he came here dressed in pink and pink in ancient times?
what the hell!

"Ha." Bai Junjun showed a rare smile, and she was relieved knowing that this guy's clothes were also dyed.

If she was the only one like this, she would be depressed.

However, Bai Sasha didn't know the principle of the kun skin, so she just looked at the two of them with doubts on her face. Could this... these two... washing clothes be too fake?
How about... let her come?

But... but the silver red on Changjie's body and Brother Wenli's lip balm are so pretty!
Silver red and lip gloss are uncommon colors even in aristocratic cloth shops!
At that time, in the courtyard of Tongzilou, everyone was counting the cannibal sculptures and the wounded.

Seeing the two talented and beautiful ladies approaching, everyone was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to realize that it was Li Wenli and Bai Junjun.

But when did they have a new set of clothes?

Everyone was secretly looking at it, only the one-armed uncle asked straightforwardly: "Do you still have luggage? But the color is so beautiful that it looks like you are going to the Lantern Festival."

"..." Bai Junjun.

"..." Li Wenli.

The two are really dumb. It is hard to describe the suffering of eating coptis.

They glanced at each other's girlish looks, then silently turned their eyes away, without seeing.

At this time, Uncle Lame is counting supplies and casualties.

Of the 128 elite soldiers brought by Meng Yi, there were 29 people left, [-] of them were still alive, and the rest had been gnawed to pieces, so they could only bury these bodies in the cemetery.

As for the wounded elite soldiers, they were either missing arms or legs, or even wounded in the abdomen and bleeding, generally speaking, they were all seriously injured.

Even if it is carried to the military doctor, it will be the fate of sending it to Death Valley in the end. After all, it is impossible to raise disabled people on the battlefield.

But even so, the lame uncle still decided to send the man back.

After all, there are only good medicines and treatments there, and these elite soldiers have more or less military merits, and they may be able to go home because of their injuries.

There was no decent medicine in Tongzilou, so the lame uncle had to ask someone to get plant ash to stop the bleeding temporarily, so he asked someone to take them back with One Arm.

After these people had left, the cripple uncle began to clean up the cannibal eagle's body.

At present, there are 8 cannibal sculptures in total, plus the bones of 16 cannibal sculptures stored in the Tongzilou, a total of 24 cannibal sculptures.

Everyone decided to make all the newly dead cannibal eagles into jerky, and only cut off the head and took them back.

(End of this chapter)

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