First Lady of the Crown Prince

   Chapter 512 Kill God! (Two more)

  Gu Jiao's emotions became violent almost instinctively.

  The goggles became blood red, as if the whole world was blood red.

  The heat of blood burned her cheeks through the mask, and the violent factors in her body began to surge endlessly.

  Everyone looked dumbfounded.

  Zhao Yuanwai is a plague patient, his blood...is also sick, Doctor Gu, she...

The secret guards outside the camp heard the movement inside, and one of them opened the curtain. As a result, he saw Gu Jiao with blood on his face. His expression changed and he was about to walk towards Gu Jiao.

  "Don't move!" Gu Jiao raised her hand to stop him.

  The dark guard paused: "Doctor Gu, are you all right? What happened?"

   "I'm okay." Gu Jiao slowly lowered her hand, making seemingly normal movements, but no one knew how much self-control she had used.

  She calmly said: "None of you should come in, Shen Xuan, you get away."

  She always called him Little Stone, and called him by name for the first time.

  Shen Xuan subconsciously noticed that her state was not right.

   "Doctor Gu..." He stepped aside in a daze.

  Gu Jiao squatted down in front of Zhao Yuanwai again.

Zhao Yuanwai was stunned by the silent calmness of Gu Jiao, he did not dare to move or speak.

  He just pulled out the needle too hard and tore the blood vessels.

  Gu Jiao calmly and skillfully handled the injury for him, put the needle again, and calmly said: "The medicine is expensive, don't force me to waste it."

  She doesn’t waste medicine unless that person dies.

  Member Zhao looked at Gu Jiao who hadn't made a fire all the time, and somehow shuddered inexplicably!

  After Gu Jiao got out of the camp, she found a place where no one was there and sat down against a bamboo.

  She took off the contaminated goggles, mask and a pair of gloves.

  She doesn’t know if she will be infected.

  She took two pills of chloramphenicol from the small medicine box, grabbed it on the spot and swallowed the cold snow.

  Gu’s army went to attack the city, and only a hundred people were left in the entire camp to take care of these patients.

  It was quiet in the forest, but Gu Jiao could hear the sound of war drums and horns, the sound of cars smashing into the city gate, the sound of Gu Jiajun climbing up the ladder...

  She leaned on the bamboo, looked up at the obscure and boundless sky, a trace of confusion appeared on her face.

  For a moment.

  Her brain is empty.

   "Doctor Gu!"

  A dark guard came over and reported, "Someone is here!"

  Gu Jiao entered the state of combat readiness for a second, stood up screaming, and picked up the small back basket and whispered, "How many people?"

  The dark guard said: "Twenty people, among them are a few dead men!"

  It seems that the former Zhao Yuyi found that the plague patients were missing, and specially sent someone to catch them back.

  Gu Jiao had made several preparations. If no one came, they would wait here for Gu Changqing and Gu Jiajun to triumph; if someone came, they would change places.

  She has circled at least three spare places.

  Gu Jiao said to the secret guard: "Take the patient and go to the ruined temple on the way first."

"Yes!"

  The dark guard only obeyed instructions, and would not question Gu Jiao's decision.

  The dark guard and one hundred Gu Jiajun took the patients and transferred them.

  Zhao Yuanwai was honest this time. He was sitting in the carriage, and Shen Xuan took his bottle and hung it on the carriage.

  "Remember how to pull out the needle?" Gu Jiao asked Shen Xuan.

  The first time she went to the stockade, she gave Shen Xuan a needle. Shen Xuan nodded, "Remember."

   "That's good." Gu Jiao didn't repeat any more explanations. She took the red spear and the small back basket on her back, and walked in the direction of the group of masters.

   "Doctor Gu!"

  Shen Xuan called her to stop.

   "Something?" Gu Jiao turned her head.

  Shen Xuan was sitting on the carriage with his head out of the window, and said to her through a mask: "You... will be fine, right?"

  Gu Jiao glanced at him, did not answer his words, but said: "If I don't catch up after an hour, you should go to Yuegucheng first and find a doctor named Song. He knows what to do.

  She left a lot of medicine for Dr. Song, including chloramphenicol and ribavirin.

  Shen Xuan wanted to speak but stopped.

  Gu Jiao turned around and sank into the boundless night.

  Shen Xuan watched Gu Jiao's small figure gradually disappearing in the woods, the carriage moved slowly, his gaze did not look away for a long time.

  The group of people moved quickly, riding horses, but within a quarter of an hour they came to the depths of the forest.

  They raised their speed to the extreme. Unexpectedly, they suddenly saw a strange little figure in the bamboo forest and in the snow.

It seems to be a young man in dark armor, holding a helmet in one hand and a red tasseled gun in the other. The boy did not reach the crown, and the ink hair was not **** high, but only half tied with a light cyan hair band. Behind the head.

  The other half is draped over his shoulders, flying with the cold wind.

  Mingming is still a long distance away, and the boy has been motionless, but everyone can feel the murderous aura of the mountains and rivers from the boy!

  Twenty people almost strangled the rein in their hands at the same time.

The dead soldier headed by    was the first to react. He frowned and said coldly: "It's a soldier of Zhaoguo! Kill him!"

Gu Jiajun’s armor is silver. When Tang Yueshan made the armor for Gu Jiao, it was made in the style of an archer of the Tang family, but it was not exactly the same. Her weapon was a long spear. This armor was for her and her red tasseled spear. Tailored.

   is the unique armor of Zhaoguo.

  Twenty people speeded up and drew their swords.

  Gu Jiao glanced coldly, put on the helmet lightly, and pulled the visor down, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes.

  It was exactly this moment, and the hearts of the twenty masters shook together!

  A cold air rushed to the back for no reason. It was too late to retreat, let alone retreat. Twenty masters can't do a little stinky kid. Wouldn't it make people laugh out loud!

   "Kill me—"

The dead soldier headed by    gave an order.

  In the next second, the red wing spear that kills the gods turned out to be unstoppable, cutting off his head with an unstoppable thunder!

  Blood splashed all over his companions, a round head rolled down in the snow, his horse had no time to stop in the future, and the hoof just stepped on the head...

  Everyone was stunned!

  How could this young man have such skill!

  No, it should be said that he is not too old to look at, how could he be so cruel!

   "Is it... a dead man?"

  A master asked, his voice trembled.

One of the four dead men accompanying    was dead, and the remaining three all looked at the boy in front of them.

  The young man did seem to have the breath of a dead man, but it was stronger than the dead man, and they couldn't tell what it was.

  They almost instinctively sprouted a sense of fear for the murderous teenager in front of them.

   However, even so, the boy didn't intend to let them go, and his red spear soon attacked them again.

  This time, she attacked another dead soldier.

  Ordinary soldiers can't tell the difference between a master and a dead one. A more powerful master may be able to do it, but it can't be so precise and swift.

  When all four dead men died under the boy's red gun, the others knew that they had no chance of winning.

   "Withdraw!"

  A man in black screamed.

  He rushed away first!

  Gu Jiao grabbed the red spear, looked at the back of his heart coldly, and violently shot the red spear out!

  The huge force was like a thousand arrows, knocking the man in black with armor and armor from the horseback, his entire back heart was penetrated, and he fell heavily into the snow.

  The remaining few people had lost their fighting spirit, and looked at the young man who had pulled out the red spear and walked towards them step by step.

  The blood of the red spear dripped in the snow, like a soul-attracting flower blooming on Huangquan Road.

  "You, you, you...Don't come here! We are the confidants of King Yi!"

  The other man in black sat on the horseback, tightening the rein and said to Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao's footsteps did not stop.

  Everyone swallowed uncontrollably.

  The man in black continued: "King Yi is the son of the destiny selected by the living Buddha. He is the emperor who came to the world. As long as you are willing to submit to King Yi, King Yi will be able to grant you high officials!"

  The Killing God Boy is getting closer and closer.

  Everyone leaned back unconsciously.

The black-clothed man said in a cold sweat: "You, as long as you let us go, King Yi will reward you. Don't think that when Gu's army comes, your Zhaoguo court will win, and Chen's 100,000 troops will soon be aided. It’s about to reach the border! They brought Liang Guo’s ballista, smashing the city like walking on the ground, you can’t win—"

  Unfinished words, the boy's red spear stabbed him in the heart.

   "You talk too much."

  The boy finished speaking lightly, and drew out his red spear blankly.

  The man in black fell straight into the snow. The horse hissed twice and moved his horse's hoof anxiously.

  The others all closed their mouths.

  We don’t talk much!

  Don’t kill us!

  The young man's world-weary eyes glanced at them: "I don't even have a last word. It seems that I am ready to die."

  Everyone: "...!!!"

  (End of this chapter)