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Volume One Forty-six In the Forest

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    Forty-six Forest

    In a daze, an unknown amount of time passed, and Sword Master finally regained his five senses.  There were no gods in the dream teaching special skills, no bargaining with the author in a coma, no thunderbolt masters possessing him again, or even encountering any external threats. The coma after this serious injury has become a thing of the past.

    I felt the itching sensation coming from the wounds on my body, then the hard wooden board under me and the gentle breeze blowing across my face, then the faint chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves, and finally the hazy halo.  The blurry image gradually becomes clearer.

    "Sir, you're finally awake!" His hands were cold and painful, and a pair of slender little hands firmly grasped the young man's right hand. His clear voice was full of surprise.

    "Yes, you're awake, Zhenzhen." Looking at the girl's tear-stained expression of surprise, Jian Jun felt warm in his heart.  Then he saw the dignified figure behind the little girl lying next to him.  Looking at the clear eyes looking at him on that somewhat thinned face, the young man couldn't help but be moved.

    When he woke up just now, he had already checked the surrounding environment silently and immediately.  This is a habit that the male lead has developed since he came to this strange and ancient world, a habit that has saved his life several times.

    The seriously injured body was lying on a simple wooden bed in a simple wooden house.  Although the wooden house is a little simple, it is fully equipped with cups, bowls and bedding. It is not far from the town if you want to come here, otherwise it is impossible for the two girls to buy these.

    "Thank you." When the boy who hadn't spoken for an unknown amount of time spoke again, his tone was a little stagnant and his voice was slightly hoarse, but the emotion in it was exactly the same.

    "It's nothing." Wan Ran smiled, and Song Yuhua shook his head gently.

    Lord Jian could see that although the beauty was a little thin, her smile came from the bottom of her heart.  She didn't know whether it was the Jianjun's awakening that made her happy, or whether it was the fact that she was far away from the shadowy marriage that made her feel comfortable.  On the other hand, the little girl next to him who was lying on the edge of the bed and clutching his right hand was actually rosy and plump when they saw her again.

    "Why is the little girl so fat?" He raised his left and right hands with great effort and pinched the girl's shyly stretched out cheeks. The sword master chuckled, "Did you eat delicious food carelessly?"

    "Young Master!" Although she enjoyed her young master caressing her face, his words were really irritating.  With a little pout, the little girl clutched the sword master's hand and glared angrily.

    "Zhenzhen is very worried about you and works very hard." Seeing Zhenzhen angry, Song Yuhua chuckled and shook his head to come to the rescue, and immediately received a big smile from the girl.

    "I know!" Struggling to get up, the time-traveling boy sighed, "How long have I been unconscious?"

    "Young Master has been in a coma for forty-seven days!" As soon as she said he was comatose, Zhenzhen couldn't care less about being angry. She turned her head and stretched out four fingers and said in an exaggerated tone, with a look of fear on her face.

    "Where is this place?" With the support of two beauties, the young man walked out of the simple door. The place he saw was full of green.

    "We have passed Bajun here. Thirty miles down the river is Fuling." For these geography, Song Yuhua is far from Zhenzhen.

    "How have things been these past few days? Are there any dangers?" Breathing in a breath of fresh air and feeling relaxed put Jianjun in a good mood, but he still had to talk about these disappointing topics.

    "Fortunately. We didn't dock immediately after you fell unconscious. It wasn't until we passed Ba County that we found a deserted place to land." Hearing Jianjun's question, Song Yuhua smiled confidently.  It is difficult to track it above the river, so there will be no mistakes in such a simple thing.

    "What about the time of purchase?" The young man asked again after glancing at the small iron pot set up on the bonfire in the open space outside the room.

    "Stealed." Looking at the Sword Lord's expression, Song Yuhua showed a proud expression, but she gave an answer that shocked the young man, making Zhenzhen on the side burst into laughter.

    "Very good." Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of this powerful family would go back to steal other people's pots and pans. The young man couldn't help but be stunned. It took him a while to react, and he glared at Zhenzhen, who was trembling with laughter, and continued to ask.  He said, "Do you know what is happening in the world today?"

    "The biggest thing is of course that the young hero Jianjun Twelve Hate, the successor of the mysterious 'History Series', showed off his great power and broke through the siege of hundreds of people in Duzun Castle!" This time Zhenzhen finally found a chance to speak, before Jianjun could wait.  As soon as the words fell, the little girl answered loudly with an excited face, causing Song Yuhua to laugh out loud.

    "Young master, you don't know, when they talk about you now, they all admire you very much!" She didn't care about Song Yuhua's laughter at all. At this time, Zhenzhen was completely immersed in the feeling of being rumored.In the midst of the glory, "Now no one dares to laugh at the young master's arrogance and arrogance anymore!"

    Looking at Zhenzhen¡¯s little face that almost glowed with excitement, Jianjun couldn¡¯t help but smile bitterly.  Zhenzhen followed her all the way from Yangzhou to Bashu. On this long journey, the two of them often heard ridicules and accusations from people in the world.  Although she knew what was going on and could endure it, the little girl Zhenzhen always got into trouble and became angry because others laughed at her.  Along the way, the little girl often got sulky.

    "Is there anything else?" Jianjun finally asked softly after Zhenzhen finished speaking with a smile.

    "Don'tanything else, is itgone?" Upon hearing Jianjun's question, Zhenzhen blushed immediately.  This little girl always hears other people praising her young master for his young and promising talents, so she doesn't care about listening to anything else. Every time she goes out to buy, she just stretches her ears to listen to good things.

    "I heard a while ago that "The Secret of Immortality", one of the Four Wonderful Books, was once a flash in the pan, but no one knew what the outcome was. The biggest thing was that Yang Guang Yujia personally conquered Goguryeo. First, Duan Wenzhen, the general of Zuohou Wei, fell ill during the journey.  He died, and then General Mai Tiezhang, the general of Zuotunwei, was outnumbered when he forcibly crossed the Liao River. He died in battle together with Huben Lang generals Qian Shixiong, Meng Cha and others. Now the latest news is that the army has crossed the Liao River.  Shui, defeated Goguryeo for a while, and is besieging Liaodong City. The rest is news about some rebels." Seeing Zhenzhen's embarrassed look, Song Yuhua smiled softly, and held the blushing little girl in his arms, but it was  Talk freely.

    "Alas!" After hearing the news about Song Yuhua, Jian Jun was silent for a long time, but his heart was filled with turmoil.  "Secret of Immortality" was short-lived, and it should have been in the hands of Yangzhou's pusher Shi Long at this time, right?  Shi Long was not there when he was in Yangzhou last time. He must have been competing for the "Secret of Immortality", right?

    But what really made Jianjun¡¯s heart surge was the news that followed.  Mai Tiezhang died in battle and laid siege to Liaodong City. Next, the 300,000-strong army should have been wiped out in one fell swoop, right?

    "Do you have a pen and paper?" After thinking for a long time, Sword Lord finally let out a long breath. No matter where he came from or when he came from, he is a true Yanhuang bloodline, which makes him know the life and death of hundreds of thousands of compatriots but he is indifferent.  , he simply can't do it.  Even though he was a bigot, bigots are people too.

    "Yes, I'll grind the ink." Although she didn't know what her son wanted to write, Zhenzhen still agreed briskly and trotted away.

    "I'm writing a letter and I hope it can be delivered to Zhennan Wang Tiandao Song Que as quickly as possible, okay?" With Song Yuhua's support, the young man walked slowly towards the wooden house, speaking in a low voice.  But it is extremely heavy.

    "Don't worry!" Although she didn't know what the young man was thinking, seeing Jianjun calling his father with such a formal title for the first time, Song Yuhua also knew that it must be a shocking event, so he agreed without any pretense.

    When the two came to the wooden house, Zhenzhen had already laid out the letter paper carefully and was polishing the ink seriously.

    "Young master, it's ready!" Seeing Jianjun arriving, Zhenzhen's face blossomed and she smiled sweetly.

    "Yes!" Nodding, Jianjun picked up the brush on the pen holder next to the letterhead, dipped it in thick ink, and wiped away the pent-up feelings in his heart.  After gently drying the ink, he carefully folded it and handed it to Song Yuhua, who was watching quietly.

    Watching the graceful figure disappear into the forest, Sword Lord felt relieved.  Even though he knew some history, he was still just a fledgling swordsman after all.  But doing everything possible, just for peace of mind.  If it succeeds, your merits will be immeasurable; if you fail, you will have a clear conscience.

    That¡¯s all.

    "Young master, it's okay." Seeing her young master stunned and speechless, the somewhat stupid Zhenzhen didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only hold the young man's sleeve and speak timidly.

    "Don't worry, I'm fine." Patting the little girl's head, the time-traveling boy felt that this girl was getting cuter and cuter.

    More than ten days passed in a flash.

    In the past ten days, Jianjun has not asked Song Que for his response, and Song Yuhua has not said anything either.  The three of them were just practicing, reflecting, joking, and having fun.

    In more than ten days, the boy's injury has improved greatly. Although he has not fully recovered, he is already in a state comparable to his peak state in the past.  Obviously, the injured Sword Lord this time was not without benefits.  Maybe it's because in the world of the Tang Dynasty, "break and then build" is an important rule.  Of course, this peak does not refer to the state of the number one swordsman in the Central Plains after being possessed by Ao Xiao Hongchen.  After all, that's a bit too outrageous.

    The battle of Bodao City.  It was a very fruitful battle for Sword Lord.  Not only has he gained a lot of valuable experience, but more importantly, the sword master finally has the peerless martial arts that can compete with the world - the ability to possess the thunderbolt swordsman, which is like hypnosis or the legendary magic of magic.  exhaustAlthough now his internal strength cultivation, which is not considered profound, can only support the consumption of a few moves.

    And the most important thing is that when Aoxiao Hongchen was possessed, the young man vaguely grasped the foundation of the path he wanted to take in the future!
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