The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 267 Wounded Barracks

Glancing at Leng Wufeng lying unconscious on the ground, he stepped out of the tent.

"You~ take me to the wounded barracks!" Feng Zhuo casually pointed to a soldier, who dared not neglect him, and immediately led her away.

Nangong Yan didn't follow, turned around and entered the tent, looking at the bloody Leng Wufeng, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

His little Zhuo'er is still so kind, so let him do evil things!
Nangong Yan raised his hand.

"what!"

The screams became more horrific.

Leng Wufeng was awakened by the exploding pain in his lower body, he looked at Nangong Yan with an extremely shocked expression.

"His Royal Highness? You... Didn't you go to the branch to discuss important matters?"

Nangong Yan narrowed his eyes, he knew that the prince of Baiyan Kingdom was a soul envoy, and after Feng Zhuo went to Baiyan Kingdom, he robbed and killed Shangguanxiong, disguised himself as him, and came to Baiyan Kingdom.

He didn't expect to get such a big news.

According to the normal situation, if you want to join the soul clan, you must have all kinds of unwillingness and resentment in your heart, so that Cai can accept the power of evil. Shangguan Wumeng is one, and now there is another one?
It seems that if we want to investigate all the talents related to Shangguanxiong, we would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go.

It's just that he doesn't want to wear this disgusting human skin mask anymore.

Nangong Yan took off the human skin mask directly, staring down at Leng Wufeng, who was full of fear, like an emperor, and said coldly: "What's the big deal?"

"Where is... Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Leng Wufeng asked subconsciously.

"Dead!" Nangong Yan replied.

"How is it possible! Your Royal Highness, he is a sky-defying purple spirit, how could he be killed by you? Impossible..." Leng Wufeng emphasized his tone, as if trying to convince himself.

"Zi Ling? Is it strong?" Nangong Yan looked indifferent, he raised his eyelids and said, "Say it or not."

His tone was clear and calm, without any ups and downs.

But Leng Wufeng felt as if he was in hell, which made him tremble so much that he was about to faint.

When his fear reached its peak, Nangong Yan let out his aura fiercely and shouted: "Say!"

Leng Wufeng couldn't hold on any longer and told what he knew.

With a flick of his sleeve, Nangong Yan patted him into meat sauce.

Leaving this kind of dirty thing to his family's little Zhuo'er to kill, it's like dirtying his family's little Zhuo'er's hands.

Leng Wufeng died, or died in the hands of His Royal Highness, who would dare to say a word of nonsense?
Afterwards, various rumors spread in the imperial capital, and everyone knew that there was a girl named Feng Zhuo who belonged to His Royal Highness, whoever offended would die!

When Nangong Yan killed Leng Wufeng, Feng Zhuo was taken to the wounded barracks.

The soldiers of the Wounded Battalion are left behind after being wounded and disabled in various battles.

In order to demonstrate the identity of the First Empire, Bai Yanguo did not abandon them.

However, their situation is really not even average.

Without a salary, what he eats every day is leftovers, his armor has not been changed for an unknown amount of time, and his clothes have worn out holes and no one can mend them, so they continue to wear them.

Every year, some soldiers in the wounded barracks would starve to death or freeze to death.

Although they were placed in the wounded barracks, they were abandoned existences, the kind that would kill people even if they were even a little cold.

"General!" Feng Zhuo shouted.

Lu Jiean, who was standing outside the tent with a sad face, raised his head.

When he saw Feng Zhuo, he had a little shame on his face.

"Boss, I have troubled you!"

"General, the wounded barracks can produce better soldiers!"

(End of this chapter)