Li Zisheng felt very uncomfortable when he looked at the two flesh-and-blooded corpses with a peaceful expression. He had saved several flowers like lives, but he seemed to have become... accomplices, and an accomplice of the "reactionaries".

Then he was interrupted by the two sisters' burst into tears. The two Hua family's sisters did not come back to their senses until this moment, turning their fear and confusion into a rain of tears and venting them.

Men are born with no resistance to women's crying. After all, Li Zisheng is still a teenager and is dizzy when he is quarrel. He can't help but turn around and shout to them: "It's so noisy! Don't cry!"

This was probably the first time in the lives of these two sisters, someone scolded them loudly, so they were really scared and cried loudly and sobbed quietly.

"Boy, why are you talking to Miss Hua? Ouch, my head..."

At this time, Li Zisheng's father woke up from a coma, but his brain was shocked and he could not recover so easily. Hearing his son's words, he couldn't help but half-stuck his arm and scolded loudly.

His son was surprised and happy, and jumped up and ran towards Li Zhaochang: "Dad, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, help me up quickly and let me see what Tie Zhenren is like!"

Li Zhaochang stood up with the help of his son, looking at the battlefield in the rain, and felt both glad and scared. He calmed down and began to arrange the funeral.

Although Tie Qianjiao also had a bit of pain on her face in a coma, her breathing was stable and without any external injuries, and she looked like she had no worries about her life. Although the two little girls became two little mud monkeys, it can be said that they were unscathed.

Fortunately, the carriage was still parked in place. Li Zhaochang first arranged the mother and daughter into the carriage so that they would not be frozen by the winter rain.

Although this war was tragic, it did not last long. It was just that the winter was short and there was rain and snow. At this time, the sky had already started to get dark. Li Zhaochang, who was turned into a frightened bird by the twists and turns of the battle situation, climbed up to the position of the emperor's hand in difficulty and asked his son to leave here.

At this time, Li Zisheng, who was agile in his eyes and ears, heard a few faint moans. It turned out that the injured person was not dead. Therefore, a compassionate young man said to his father: "Father, no. There are still people alive, should we stay and see?"

"Don't worry! How can you stay in this kind of place of right and wrong? Get in the car quickly!" his father shouted.

The young man turned his mind and thought of an idea to convince his father. He took a few steps forward, lowered his voice and said to his father, "Father, this is not possible now! We have to stay and save people!"

He whispered to the carriage and continued, "I don't know if I can wake up in this situation, but this time, my father and son escaped unscathed, but there were only two little girls in the witnesses. At that time... we can't explain clearly even if we are covered in mouths!"

When Li Zhaochang heard this, he was shocked. He didn't even think of this festival when he was drowsy!

His son said it right. The fifty elite cavalry sent by the Tie family were all over the army and a congenital master would inevitably cause anger at the top. As expected, they would definitely investigate the culprit. Moreover, for their own face, they would never admit that their son was killed by these rice thieves.

Only my father and son were present and escaped without any strong witnesses. At that time, as my son said, if he became a scapegoat, it would be a huge disaster!

Based on Li Zhaochang's understanding of people from wealthy families, this situation is very likely to happen, and the possibility of it happening is extremely high!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but gasp and whispered to himself: "What should I do?"

"Father, you are also injured. Why don't you go and meet with the convoy first and then arrange someone to come here. And I will try my best to rescue you here. If you can save your life, it's a living thing."

Li Zhaochang hesitated and said, "But you are just a child, and... I'll stay with you."

The boy straightened his chest and raised his voice: "Don't worry, father. My son has understood Xiao Zhoutian anyway. If something happens, will I not run away? Besides, I can't drive, so we always have to find someone to move these injured people. It will take more than an hour for my father to go back and forth, and the injured here cannot afford to delay."

My son is considered brave and knowledgeable! It turns out that he follows me! Li Zhaochang thought with relief.

He fumbled in his arms, took out a packet of golden sore medicine and handed it to his son and said, "Okay, just do what you said. But you must be careful! I will let someone come here as soon as possible."

After giving the instructions, Li Zhaochang hurriedly drove away with discomfort, leaving only his son on the bloody slaughterhouse.

Although it cannot be said that it is a sea of ​​corpses, it is impossible for ordinary people to remain calm when faced with so many unrecognizable corpses, let alone close contact. However, Li Zhaochang, a boy who was only twelve years old, was not moved at all and began to carefully examine the corpses.

Not to mention, but in a meal, he found five survivors, all of whom were Tie family cavalry. As soon as the boy found the injured, he untied their armor, applied the golden sore medicine given by his father to the obvious wounds, and then found a few clean-looking clothes to tear them into strips of cloth, and tied the wounds tightly. Finally, he dragged the person to a dry place with a higher terrain.

He also found the thirteenth young master. He was still breathing a sigh of relief when he was flipping out of the pile of corpses, but his face was pale and spitting blood.

Li Zisheng helped him untied the charred armor. Tie Qianzhuang struggled to reach into his arms and took out a bottle of pills, but he couldn't open it with his weak hands. In the end, the boy took it from his hand and broke the wax seal on it. There were only three bright red pills inside. As soon as he opened the bottle, he emitted a strong aroma of medicine.

He poured out a pill and stuffed it into the mouth of the Thirteenth Young Master. It was a medicine from the world of fairy tales. It really had the magical effect of resurrection. The medicine melted into the injured person's mouth and entered his throat, and it immediately exerted the effect. Tie Qianzhuang's face immediately became a little rosy, and he did not vomit as much as he vomited blood. He seemed to save his life.

The boy thought about it and ran to the two most injured cavalrymen with the medicine bottle and fed the medicine to them again. Tie Qianzhuang, who had just recovered, saw that the life-saving medicine he had spent money was ruined by this stinky brat, and he couldn't help but angrily attacked his heart, and his eyes turned and fainted.

He also found the black man who was driving the car, but unfortunately he lit up his nose and the black slave was already dead. His luck was not as good as Tie Qianzhuang. The latter had armor to protect his body but his internal organs were impacted. The busman in the civilian was directly inserted into the internal organs by the broken bone on his chest, causing heavy bleeding inside his body. By this time, he was already unable to turn things around.

Sure enough, Bu Jia could not be a character who attracted the enemy's firepower, and Li Zisheng couldn't help but think of it.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, but the rain and snow that had not stopped all day long were no longer falling. A few bleak moonlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, making the post-war more gloomy place.

The young man could not find the fire-making object for a while, so he could only stumble on the battlefield under the moonlight. He came to the body of the Peng family and his wife, silent for a moment, and bowed solemnly three times. At this time, he also thought clearly that there would definitely be someone coming to investigate this battlefield. Even if he let the two of them be buried in peace, he would still be dug out later. Instead, he would only cause suspicion and cause trouble for himself and his father.

He saw a strange stone on the ground, several circles smaller than his fist, and looked like an eyeball. The boy picked it up and wiped the stains on it, and then put it in his arms.

Li Zisheng sighed heavily, and finally walked to the summoning formation and looked carefully. The snow on the ground had long been dried by the flames at that time, leaving only a strange pattern composed of black soil and red blood.

He took the pattern in his heart, then turned around and returned to the injured and waited.

Not long after, a few lit lights appeared in the boy's vision. His father turned his back with a handsome man regardless of his injuries.

This time, Li Zhaochang didn't care whether the people below were unwilling to do so, so he simply brought all his troops to the side of the battlefield.

When Li Zisheng saw his father holding a wooden stick to support his shaking body, he didn't arrange for everyone to stop. He just stood there and sighed with a serious expression. He couldn't help but walk forward and asked, "Father, why don't you recover from your injuries? But what's the problem?"

His father sighed, shook his head and said, "I know this body, it's nothing serious. It's just this Iron Man..."

The previous document mentioned that once the human soul was damaged, it was very difficult. Miss Iron San's condition has begun to deteriorate now. She no longer lie there quietly, but has started to talk nonsense.

The young man thought about it, took out a wooden box from his arms, opened it and said to his father, "I have a Ding Shen Xiang here, I wonder if it is useful?"

When Li Zhaochang saw this thing, he couldn't help but ask in surprise and joy, "Is this your Uncle Zhou given it?"

Li Zisheng nodded calmly and replied, "It was indeed given to me by Uncle Zhaozhou. My son used two pieces a few days ago, but now there is only this last piece left."

His father took the Dingshen Xiang from his son, looked at the young man with a deep sense, and thought to himself, could he really have misunderstood the truth, his son could go further than him, my son?

He knew that his nephew Li Zhaozhou, who was a few years younger than him, had a firm heart and courageous and diligent personality, was more suitable for the immortal sect than himself, and he also entered the third level of acquired realm. However, he was not lucky and injured his kidney water when fighting with others, and thus cut off his immortal journey. He also valued his son so much and gave such a precious thing. He thought he was very optimistic about Li Zisheng's future.

Judging from the performance of the Chi Sanyazi today, it is indeed unique. Not only is it not like ordinary children panicking, but it stands up at critical moments. It can also stay in this Shura field alone to treat the wounded, which is beyond the courage of ordinary adults.

It would be fine if you have courage, but what is rare is that your eldest son understands it, but he actually thinks more deeply than he does when he encounters things.

It turned out that I was blinded by prejudice. It was not necessarily a bad thing for my son to have Su Hui. This beautiful jade cannot say that it can take my family a step further!
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