"What? The Empress is fake? What you said is true?"
Zhu Bajie's words are amazing.
The girls stopped watching Bai Jingjing's battle with Gala, and their eyes were all focused.
"Anyway, Di Renjie said that he said that the real empress sister-in-law was imprisoned, but it is unclear where the imprisonment was, and we are also investigating."
"This matter is so serious, why did you come to inform me?"
"Uh...I don't know the news that Brother Monkey is back. Today I was looking for Polo and the others, so..."
"Ahem, cough, cough, cough,... can you... pay attention first...I'm going to die...."
The Storm Dragon King coughed lightly and spat a mouthful of blood again, which successfully attracted everyone's attention.
What Zhu Bajie said is important, but saving people is like putting out a fire. I don’t know how he was seriously injured, but it seems that he is dying.
"Yes, yes, we broke into Sikong Zhen's mansion last night. There were many masters under the old Zamao, and the Storm Dragon King was injured by them."
"This wound..."
Mulan glanced at the wound on the chest of Storm Dragon King.
Close your eyes and think, and the sword-caster's techniques and moves appear in my mind, and I feel a sense of familiarity inexplicably.
"Bajie, how do you look like a person who hurt the Storm Dragon King?" Hua Mulan asked in a deep voice.
Zhu Bajie scratched his head and thought about it carefully: "The appearance... pink hair, flowery clothes, flower skirts, and a beheading knife. It's seventy-sixth-since you are, Sister Mulan."
"resemblance?"
Mulan closed her eyes again, and the image of a woman appeared in her mind.
"It's her!"
"Ah? Who is it?" Zhu Bajie asked in confusion.
"Forget it, this doesn't matter. I'll just treat the Storm Dragon King first!"
"Yes, yes, it should be like this, Storm Dragon... Storm Dragon? Damn..."
“…”
Zhu Bajie hurriedly put down the Storm Dragon King.
The latter had turned pale eyes, dilated pupils, and sometimes breathing.
"Is this dead? Just let Brother Qi Tian be here, so we can save us trouble."
"A Ke, bring all the medicine given to you by Brother Qi Tian."
"Okay, I know."
"Cai Wenji, little doctor, I'm looking at you."
"Ah...I, I, I...OK, I'll give it a try."
Although Cai Wenji is a small one, she is now the chief physician of Mulan, Yu Ji, and Xiao Baobao. She is usually very leisurely.
Now she suddenly had a serious injury, and she was still such a big pile of dragons, and she was really a little nervous.
"Forget the Worry Song!"
"Si Wuxie!"
A small body, a great energy.
Cai Wenji used her own magic power and used her family-born huqin to release secret healing techniques to cover the entire Storm Dragon King's body.
"Zhu Bajie, feed him medicine, apply medicine, and suture his wounds."
"clear!"
Zhu Bajie moves very quickly.
He sewed the wound last time, and this time it was faster. It didn’t require any beauty or anything, just sew it.
As for the asymmetry of the upper and lower sides, it doesn't matter.
"Sisters-in-law, please avoid it."
"Why is this?"
"That... Aaron's butt was also injured, so I'll give him a slit."
"I see."
Mulan nodded.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Bajie looked stupid and very careful. He was very good at needlework and was worthy of being a good brother that Qi Tian brother valued.
The women avoided.
Zhu Bajie quickly started to move.
The pigs were flying, and they were threading needles and threading, becoming more and more proficient.
"Along is so miserable. He was stabbed so deeply. How many needles do he need to stitch it..."
“…”
"Rumbling..."
"Rumbling..."
"Rumbling..."
A loud bang came.
The battle next door continued, and it became more and more intense.
The two of them went back and forth without giving in.
"Gala, your arrows have been used up, why? You still have to struggle to death?"
Gala shot countless arrows, and the arrow pouch on his waist was already empty.
Now the situation is reversed, Bai Jingjing seizes the opportunity, and the White Bone Dharma Image is pressing step by step.
"Bai Jingjing, don't be too happy too early!"
"Okay, let's see what methods you have."
The white bones are covered in scars, but Bai Jingjing doesn't care at all.
As a shooter, you can't even shoot, what other threats can you pose?
I won this battle. From now on, you, Gala, will be the dragon, and will be the tiger, and will be the peony garden, I will be the eldest sister!
"Boom..."
The giant shield in the White Bone Dharma Image hit Gala hard.
The latter suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then with the help of this impact, he once again distanced himself from Bai Jingjing.
"Hmph.... You'd better give up, otherwise you'd hurt you too much and let the stinky monkey see it."
"Bai Jingjing, are you sure you won?"
Galo wiped the blood from his mouth and calmed down.
Hold the longbow tightly and start to accumulate strength.
"Hahaha, are you stupid? You don't have arrows, what bow are you pulling, who are you shooting, and are you shooting the air?"
"Bai Jingjing, you are so self-righteous. I am dormant until today. Just for this moment, I want to regain my position that should have been mine!"
"Um?"
Bai Jingjing narrowed her eyes. Although Gala's abnormal behavior seemed a little stupid, her intuition told herself that she should not be careless.
Can you really shoot without arrows?
It's unlikely, is this Gala fooling me?
No, you still can't be careless. You can't lose this battle. What if she can still shoot?
"Bai Jingjing!"
Gala used his martial arts power, bows and magic power to the limit at the same time. The air around him began to twist, and the clothes on his arms were torn apart by the scattered energy, revealing his snow-white wrists.
"I'm here, you can come if you have the guts!" Bai Jingjing shouted loudly.
"Okay, I'll give you my best wishes, Bai Jingjing, look at the arrow!"