The author travels through the revenge war

"What's the matter with your body?" There is no doubt that Mo Wushuang's body is very weak, but Liao Wuchen never thought that it would be so bad. "Is it a congenital disease? Or is it caused by the day after tomorrow?"

Yang Baoqiu suddenly turned his head and looked at this person he couldn't see through, as if he was evaluating something.

"Half point. Cough cough."

He suddenly coughed in pain, obviously in pain, but in front of Liao Wuchen, he still straightened his back.

Mo Wushuang will never show weakness in front of others.

He coughed for a long time, Liao Wuchen was also at a loss.

Until it slows down.His lips were already dyed bright red, which made him more popular.

"Go back. I'm a little tired."

Liao Wuchen looked at his back as he turned and left.

Looking at the upright figure, he trembled a little.What are you trying to endure?

Every step he took, the pain in his abdomen made him sweat profusely.He wanted to just fall down like this, but he couldn't.It's a short distance, but it seems like a long journey.

It wasn't until he closed the door heavily that his strength was completely withdrawn.Lying on the bed, the whole person curled up again.suffered great pain.

If the calculation is correct, Liao Wuchen should come here.

Let him see with his own eyes the most embarrassing side of a proud man.

If this doesn't move him...it's impossible.

Yang Baoqiu took a deep breath.The feeling in Bai Ri's heart was already a little loose, but with Liao Wuchen's temperament, after such an incident, Mo Wushuang would definitely settle in his heart.

"Crack." The door was opened.

really!

Yang Baoqiu looked towards the door.A purple dress jumped into his eyes.

"Wushuang!" Liao Wuchen walked to Yang Baoqiu's bed in a little at a loss, he did not expect that he would see such a scene.That stubborn young man who almost isolated himself from the world was so fragile, so within reach.

"You." Yang Baoqiu gritted his teeth, then closed his eyes, "Get out!"

As if he wanted to keep the last bit of pride, his eyelids trembled violently because of the pain, but his body no longer curled up and struggled.

Liao Wuchen lay down on the bed as if under some kind of spell, and hugged the boy's body, feeling his slight trembling.

"Since it hurts, don't bear it."

As the crown prince of Yihu Kingdom, it was the first time for Liao Wuchen to talk to a person so tenderly.

He hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to transfer Yang Baoqiu's pain to himself.

Feeling the warm body hugging him tightly, Yang Baoqiu couldn't bear the pain anymore.

He wanted to yell for relief, but his arrogance wouldn't allow him to.

He opened his mouth and took a bite.

The strong smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Liao Wuchen was startled, and hugged him even tighter.

Suddenly, a drop of cold water fell on his shoulder and seeped into the wound, causing even more painful pain.

He actually cried.This arrogant young man, in front of the person who was willing to hug him when he was in pain for the first time, couldn't keep his mask anymore, and tears flowed down like a bank.

……

"sorry."

His voice was hoarse.

After one night, the pain was finally a little less.

The wound on Liao Wuchen's shoulder had also healed.

"It's okay, I'm still strong." Liao Wuchen twitched the corner of his mouth, but now he has no strength.

Although Mo Wushuang is revered as a miracle doctor, his whole body is poisonous.After being bitten, the poison in his mouth naturally entered Liao Wuchen's body again.

The poison should be the same as before, but the concentration was lower, so he was only weak and not unconscious.

Suddenly, a small bottle was stuffed into his hand.

"This is the antidote."

The poison in his body is only one kind, and it takes effect quickly, and no one in this world can prepare the antidote except him.This poison is the last layer of protection after he has no other poisons on him.Now, Yang Baoqiu's doing this is equivalent to exposing his last layer of life-saving things to Liao Wuchen's eyes.

Undoubtedly, he trusted Liao Wuchen, otherwise.I will not give him the antidote either.

Perhaps, it was subconsciously feeling that Liao Wuchen would be poisoned more than once.

"Just smelling it will detoxify you."

He didn't tell him that this medicine can cure almost all poisons in the world.

The resentment in his heart has dissipated, and he knows that things are developing in the way he imagined.

……

"Haha, Wushuang, why don't we compete." Liao Wuchen, who had regained his vitality, sat opposite Yang Baoqiu and played chess with him.

Yang Baoqiu glanced at him: "Your Highness is the most powerful Maverick, so I can't compare to you."

He took a sip of his tea, and settled down.

"But I just think, Wushuang, you should look amazing."

Liao Wuchen made a seemingly random move without any rules, but it broke Yang Baoqiu's situation.

Someone once said that a chess game is a shrinking battlefield.A person's performance on the chessboard is the epitome of his performance on the battlefield.

Yang Baoqiu's Bai Zi traps everywhere, step by step to the end.It is the derivation of some formations.But Liao Wuchen's Heizi didn't focus on breaking the game, but went forward courageously and powerfully.

If you meet on the battlefield, you must be a strong enemy!

The two thought of this almost at the same time.

Fortunately, they are not rivals.

Liao Wuchen thought almost happily.

Yang Baoqiu took a sip of his tea, but remained calm.We will meet on the real battlefield soon. Although Liao Wuchen is powerful, there is an agreement among the four countries that people with supernatural powers cannot use supernatural powers on the battlefield. This is a way to break the balance, so when the time comes, I will not show mercy.

"By the way, your illness..." Liao Wuchen raised his head suddenly, and asked worriedly, "Is there really no other way?"

Yang Baoqiu looked at him quietly, and after a long time he opened his mouth and said, "If there is only one person in the world who can heal me, there is only one."

"Who?" Liao Wuchen seemed to have hope, but he was more excited than Yang Baoqiu.

"No disease."

In this world, in the medical field, there are two people with extremely famous names.One is the genius doctor Mo Wushuang, who specializes in detoxification. It is said that in his hands, there is no poison.And the other one is the magic doctor Wubing. His strength is not in detoxification, but in treating diseases.

Compared with Mo Wushuang, Wu Bing's whereabouts are more elusive and difficult to find, and the conditions for his treatment are even more unacceptable.

Mo Wushuang decides the conditions based on his mood, but for Wu Bing, no matter who you are, if you want him to make a move, you have to kneel on your knees and beg him, and grant him a request.

Liao Wuchen knew that perhaps it was not that Mo Wushuang had never sought Wubing, but, he was such an arrogant person, he would never allow himself to kneel down to others just because of his life.

He wanted him to receive treatment, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.Even he himself would not kneel down just because of his life, let alone Mo Wushuang.

Wubing and Mo Wushuang, magic doctor and genius doctor, are like natural opponents.Perhaps, Wu Bing asked Mo Wushuang more than just kneeling.

"Your Majesty's illness is clear to me. Your Highness does not need to worry."

He made another move, and he finally won the game.

"Come here today."

When he got up, Liao Wuchen had distracting thoughts in his mind, and he was no longer suitable for playing chess.

This disease tortures you every night, don't you really care?

In Liao Wuchen's eyes, a lavender light flashed across.

Yang Hu appeared in front of him somewhat confused.

"Go and check the whereabouts of the disease-free."

You don't care, I care.

"Yes!"

Yang Baoqiu was sitting on a stone bench in the yard playing the piano, and the ethereal and melodious sound of the piano fluttered from under his fingers.

Qimen Dunjia, Five Elements and Eight Diagrams.This is what Young Master Ruyu is good at.

He has given several formations to the army of Canglong Kingdom.In a few days, it will be the time when the two armies will fight, and now it is time to accept the results.

He is leaving.

"Wushuang." Liao Wuchen sat down beside him, closed his eyes and listened to the beautiful sound of the piano.

He could hear a feeling of being outside the city from the sound of the piano.This person, maybe he doesn't want to be a so-called genius doctor who is famous all over the world, maybe he just wants to find a quiet place to live his whole life, that's enough.

Perhaps this is how this banished fairy should be.

However, he has a feeling that Mo Wushuang definitely has some secrets that he doesn't know.He also has the feeling that these secrets, perhaps in the near future, he will naturally know.So he didn't ask now.

"The poison on Your Highness is getting heavier and heavier." Yang Baoqiu was still playing the piano, but he just spoke to Liao Wuchen, "The medicine given to His Highness that day can't cure it, but it can suppress the effect of the poison."

After that day, Liao Wuchen would come to his room almost every night when he fell ill, and hug him tightly to fall asleep.

"If Your Highness wants to detoxify, let someone come to me."

"You want to go?!" The sound of the piano stopped abruptly in Liao Wuchen's voice.

A zither string snapped, and blood dripped from Yang Baoqiu's fingers.The blood smeared the strings, corroding the strings at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His blood has such a poisonous effect!

"I've lived here for so long, it's time for me to leave." Yang Baoqiu said indifferently.

Liao Wuchen frowned: "Can't you just leave?"

"I have to go." Yang Bao begged for a smile, but it was the smirk that he had been making for outsiders. "The war between the blue dragon, winged tiger and tiger is almost imminent. Thinking about it, His Highness would not care about it at that time."

"I..." He wanted to say, you are more important than war in my eyes.But still can't speak.

Yang Baoqiu stood up, picked up Qin and left: "Let's say goodbye here."

When he came, he had empty sleeves, and when he left, he only needed a piano.

The next time we meet, we will stand opposite each other.How will you react then?

The day after Yang Baoqiu left, Liao Wuchen received the news.Mr. Ruyu appeared on the side of Canglong's army and began to formally train them.Now, it can be said that the storm is coming.

Mr. Ruyu is dressed in white, and looks like a banished immortal.Obsidian-like deep eyes looked at the Canglong army below the stage, and with a light finger movement, he played the piano in front of him.The army changed into different formations following his piano sounds... On the right hand side, the four-color flag was lying quietly, in preparation for changing formations...

The author has something to say:

On the eve of the final exam, I was forced by my mother to review, so the update will probably be much slower_It is more likely that it will not be updated before the exam is over.

But I said before that there will be double updates on New Year's Day, and the second update will definitely be added before noon tomorrow!