I Have a Mythical Tree

When Gu Xuan woke up, he found himself lying on a crude stretcher, being carried forward by several brothers in the clan.

He propped up his head that was in severe pain, looked around, and found that the environment he was in was a little strange.

The scenery along the way is better than that of Jiangu Mountain. Next to it is a forest, which is deep and quiet, and you can see some wooden piles caused by felling.

The branches on the thick trees are also bare, without leaves.

That's right, the solitude has arrived, the weather is getting colder, and everything in the world has become bleak.

In front of his stretcher, countless tribesmen were struggling, and there were probably some water, food and other things in the backpacks behind them, which made them look a little more panicked.

Gu Xuan looked to the front again, and an elite warrior was slowly marching ahead of them.

The clothes worn by the soldiers were irregular, some were plate armor, and some were gray clothes.

But still can't hide the elite of this army.

They kept their eyes on each other, and their steps were uniform, while the eyes of the person in charge of the police sentry were constantly patrolling.

What surprised Gu Xuan the most was the astonishing aura emanating from them.

Gu Xuan remembered that these people saved them.

"Gu Xuan, are you awake?"

Leaning on a tree trunk, Grandpa Ninth, who was walking hard, saw Gu Xuan wake up, with a sincere smile on his face, he quickly took out an animal skin bag from his rucksack and handed it to Gu Xuan.

"Quick, drink some water."

Gu Xuan licked some chapped and blood-scrubbed lips, took the animal skin bag, and drank a sip of water tremblingly.

The sweet clear water passed through his throat and entered his stomach, and his mind became clearer.

"Grandpa Ninth, where are we going?"

"Go to Taichang."

Grandpa Ninth's tone was a little confused, he looked at the army marching calmly in the distance, and said: "I didn't expect the Lord Tai Cang to really send troops to rescue us, and Tai Cang's strength is far stronger than what the old eleven said. more powerful."

He mentioned the old eleven from Taicang, and his face became a little lonely: "It's a pity that he couldn't hold on, otherwise he would be able to see his hometown."

Gu Xuan thought of the strong general, the head in his hand that brought them fear, and the scene where the murderer who ate Sister was thrown to death by a general, he suddenly felt a little relieved.

"Those pig-tooth bandits, have they escaped?"

"Escaped?"

A clan brother carrying a stretcher turned his head, his eyes filled with reverence: "How could you have escaped? The house where you and Grandpa Jiu were imprisoned is in the back mountain. When the Tai Cang soldiers came to rescue you, the battle was almost over. !"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the rest of the stretcher-carrying clansmen became interested and spoke one after another.

"Those Tai Cang soldiers are too powerful. The gate of the stockade was split open by a female general in scarlet armor. The army marched into the stockade. When they saw the Hogya tribe, they killed them without saying a word. In a moment, those horrible people All the horrific bandits will be killed by them!"

"Like cutting weeds, they chopped off the heads of those hog-tooth bandits and built them on the viewing platform west of the stockade.

It's a full two feet high! "

"The worst thing was that Boartooth leader. Just as he was about to make a move, a burly general shot over and pierced his body with a few punches! Then he twisted off his head!"

"I don't know when we will be as strong as those Tai Cang warriors!"

Gu Xuan listened in a daze to the messy words of several clan brothers.

Can the human race really be that strong?

Killing pig-tooth bandits is like mowing weeds?

While he was in a daze, a young man in plate armor came to them, about twenty-six or seven years old.

Gu Xuan recognized him.

It was this man who saved him from the murderer, and shot that nightmarish hog-tooth bandit to death, avenging his elder sister.

"you're awake?"

The young man in Taigang had a smile on his face, and his slightly dark face was also a little more friendly: "In the past few days when you fell asleep, several elders have nagged in front of me, saying that Jian Gushan Anyone can die, only you can't die."

Gu Xuan came to his senses and struggled to get up, but there was a sharp pain all over his body.

Tai Cang youth smiled and said: "Your body is extremely injured, if Master Shiyang hadn't used Lingyuan to hang your life, and the pharmacist in the army had done his best, you might not be able to wake up in this life."

Grandpa Jiu looked at Gu Xuan, sighed, and asked, "General Shatu, you went to Taicheng, can the lord really cure Gu Xuan?"

Shatu waved his hand and said: "Don't call me a general, I am the commander of the army, and I am far from a general."

He paused, with a determined look on his face, and said: "Don't worry! Although the pharmacist in the army is helpless on Gu Xuan's body, when he arrives in Taicheng, the lord will definitely be able to cure him."

"My lord is also skilled in dispensing medicine?" Grandpa Jiu asked late.

"That's not true." Shatu Mingqing shook his head and said: "But the Lord is almost omnipotent, so his little injury will not trouble him."

Is it a small injury if the limbs are completely useless?

Grandpa Jiu was a little skeptical about Shatu's words, but at the same time, he was full of curiosity about the Lord of Taicang.

On his way these few days, when he was resting, he would often chat with these Tai Cang soldiers.

Almost all Tai Cang soldiers respected the Tai Cang Lord very much.

The words are full of gratitude, admiration, and support.

But this does not mean that the Lord Tai Cang is omnipotent.

Even if he is a layman, he knows how badly Gu Xuan was injured!

The limbs were almost shattered into powder, many ribs were broken, and the whole body was intact, maybe only the head and neck.

Fortunately, otherwise, this young genius of the Jiangu Human Race would die!

Gu Xuan seemed to realize that his situation was not very optimistic, and he was a little depressed.

"I can't move my right hand, how can I make a construction plan in the future?"

A picture of the construction of spiritual equipment flashed in his mind, countless lines and structures flashed one after another, and then suddenly shattered.

"So what if the right hand can move? The spiritual furnace that the Jiangu people have kept for hundreds of years from the kingdom has been destroyed. Maybe no spiritual weapon will be born from my hands again!"

Shatu on the side saw the lonely expression on Gu Xuan's face, thinking that Gu Xuan didn't believe that the king could heal his injuries.

He couldn't help comforting him: "No accidents, it will be Tai Cang in a few hours, and when you see the king, you will know that I am not lying to you."

Gu Xuan thanked him softly, his heart was full of gratitude to this kind general, and he forced a smile on his face.

"Master Taicang, I don't know what a stalwart person he is, who can make such a hero so respectful."

Gu Xuan whispered in his heart.

Time passed quietly, crossing a barren land, after Taicang Army Wu Liluo killed hundreds of blind wolves, all the Jiangu people finally saw a city standing in the distance.

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