The soldiers left the army but stopped talking.

He wanted to pretend to be stupid, but looking at his two deposed arms, he was afraid that he would not be able to recover in a short period of time.

Without combat power, how could he continue to serve as the young master's personal bodyguard? I'm afraid he can't even do the position of driver!

Qin Lang took out two pills, a beauty pill, and a marrow washing pill from the system storage space, and threw them into Junzi's mouth.

This guy is now useless with both hands, and he can't do anything to connect the next pill, so he can only deliver it to his mouth.

As for Junzi's lonely eyes, he also saw it, just because he was worried that he would be of no use in the future.

How could he not understand?

However, Junzi, the confidant, was able to live a good life without changing his original intention and remain willing to work hard to cut off his back. How could Qin Lang sit by and watch him lose his life?

Not only can Junzi not be left alone, after this consideration, Junzi's strength must be greatly enhanced.

This is a true confidant, worthy of his efforts to cultivate it!

Xiaofan, go!

The veiled woman spoke again, but this time, when she looked at Qin Lang, she was no longer so calm, but instead became more afraid.

Not only did he not look inferior when he competed with her junior brother just now, but he also saw the clues from the two pills given by Qin Lang.

It is probably a holy medicine for healing!

It was actually possible that the injured bodyguard, the misaligned bone, had slightly moved, and was still in continuous action!

This is not something that ordinary martial arts masters can take out!

Senior sister! The man in white shouted in a deep voice.

The veiled woman didn't say much, turned around, jumped down from the huge rock, and disappeared from Qin Lang's sight.

The man in white turned around and stared at Qin Lang for a long time before turning around and leaving angrily.

Qin Lang was about to intercept the two of them, but he sensed a familiar sense of crisis that came again, and did not dissipate. He frowned and thought for a moment, and then said nothing more.

Let’s go back and see how Zhou Hao is doing.

He spoke lightly, but the response he received was Junzi's exclamation, "Young Master, my fucking palm can move again!"

Damn it!

It's really a magical thing about him. I was clearly twisted just now, but I thought I would never be able to catch anything in my life.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, it was mostly healed??!
Chapter completed!