The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Brother Chubi, will it be too much?"

Behind Cheng Chubi, Li Siwen, who was wrapped up like a man, was sitting on a stretcher on the deck.

With a dark face, he looked at the gauze on his chest and right arm.

Just looking at his appearance, he might have thought that his chest and abdomen had been severely injured, and his arm was also broken in two.

By the way, there is also his own head, which is also wrapped in the thick gauze at this moment in a Tianzhu style.

As soon as Cheng Chubi turned his head, he saw the seven or eight stretchers that Qi Shuishuan had placed behind him, and on each stretcher lay a good brother who seemed so reluctant.

There were a few others standing on the deck, but either with **** gauze around their necks or with their arms dangling from their chests.

Anyway, it seemed that they were definitely a bunch of outstanding young people who couldn't be lightly injured. Cheng Chubi glared at Li Siwen angrily.

"What's too much, Cheng Mou compiled that good news document, you guys can't wait to have scars all over your body, missing arms and legs.

It's a good time, for the sake of my brothers, I'll let you play Lin Yang, but you're going to be chattering when you pretend..."

Facing Chu Bi brother's stormy spittle star, Li Siwen couldn't stand it, and quickly wiped his face to express his surrender.

"Chengchengcheng, brother Chubi, don't talk about it, little brother, thank you brother Chubi for your hard work, little brother will make it if you don't say anything."

As for the other brothers, they all looked at the various wounds with a smile on their faces, and even commented on each other whose injuries seemed more tragic.

Cheng Chubi didn't have the time to pay attention to the brothers who were so idle, but stretched his neck and looked at the pier.

Soon he saw many familiar old faces standing on the pier, all of them craned their necks and pointed at Cheng Saburo and the others.

Soon, Cheng Saburo saw the hideous old faces of the gang of sub-wuxun important officials, that is, the fathers of his old brothers, who showed more serious emotions.

This made Cheng Sanlang, who wanted to be the first to step off the boat and approached everyone to cheer and applaud, suddenly felt nervous.

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Come, come, the giant ship where Cheng Saburo was, finally slowly docked on the dock.

All the waiting crowds craned their necks anxiously at the moment, looking at the side of the ship far above the dock.

Then, the heavy disembarkation cart with the ** was pushed forward and came to the side of the ship.

Then, as soon as he was a military officer, he saw that the first person to appear was not Cheng Sanlang, the hero who killed the Japanese.

Instead, he was supported by a soldier and took heavy steps, with one arm hanging from his chest with a cloth strip, and Schrödinger, who was still wrapped in **** gauze around his neck.

"Eldest nephew!" Seeing the first glance of the eldest nephew Xue Ding, brothers Xue Wanche and Xue Wanjun immediately turned red.

"Third uncle, fourth uncle... Why are you here?" Seeing the two elders, Schrodinger couldn't help but shout with anger.

Hearing this, the Xue brothers felt a little relieved, and hurried forward to meet him. Xue Wanche even looked at his arm and asked distressedly.

"Is it folded too much?"

"Third uncle, this is not the place to talk, let's go there." Fortunately, Schrodinger had already explained it, and if you want to tell the truth, you must avoid it.

When the three uncles and nephews walked aside, Schrodinger said in a low voice.

"My little nephew had a bit of oily skin on his neck, and his arm was smashed by the dog through the iron armor, and it was just a bruise."

Xue Wanche and Xue Wanjun stared blankly at the gauze hanging around his neck with obvious bloodstains.

"You kid, is it true?"

Schröding had no choice but to swiftly move the five fingers of the right arm hanging from his chest and whispered.

"This is all the work of the younger brother Chubi. If the two uncles don't believe it, when you look back, your nephew will dismantle this thing and show you at a glance."

"Then my uncle heard that Liu Renjing's stomach was cut open by a Japanese thief, and even his intestines were exposed. Is that also fake?"

"Then Liu Renjing was indeed stabbed in the stomach with a big cut, but he didn't break his stomach, but everyone thinks..."

Here, the three Xue family members were there, and over there, every young hero who seemed to be seriously injured, after getting off the boat, would find a secluded place with their elders and whisper in a low voice.

Such a bizarre scene, it was seen that the officials of the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple were all puzzled by His Majesty's order.

I don't understand why these high-ranking officials have such strange expressions when they are facing their own children and grandchildren who are very badly injured.

Li Ji looked at Li Siwen, his own son, who was lying shyly on the stretcher and showed an embarrassing but polite smile to himself, and glanced at the sky.

Well, it seems that the old man really underestimated Cheng Saburo's spring and autumn brushwork, which is really helpless.

"Okay, come here, take the young master back to recuperate, and let the old man stay in the mansion, eh?"

Li Siwen, who heard his father's obviously threatening warning eyes and also knew that his "injury" must not be revealed, hurriedly nodded frantically.

At this time, the writer and writer of the very readable "Cheng Saburo and the Brothers Pingya Romance", who devoted himself to being a friend, wrote the cruel war into a highly readable book. Appears on the side of the ship.

A civil and military official, looking at Cheng Sanlang, who was full of beards and tails, no bandages on his body, and a splendid robe in a splendid robe.

Take another look at the gang of nephews, who are either lying on a stretcher, or with a cane, or by their support, one or two of the martial arts disciples covered in **** gauze.

In an instant, I felt more and more that Cheng Sanlang, the demon moth, was indeed the number one lucky general of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Ke, King of Qi, who felt such a strong contrast, had his eyelids twitching wildly, while the wounded friends saw Cheng Sanlang stepping off the boat in all directions.

I couldn't help but have the urge to jump up and throw this product into the sea to refresh my mind~www.readwn.com~ After Cheng Chubi strode off the battleship, he wiped his face, revealing With an expression of guilt and regret, he bowed to the senior martial artist.

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"Uncles, brothers, fighting for the country, everyone is injured, it's really Cheng Mou's fault..."

Facing the cheap but good-looking Cheng Sanlang, he looked at his son who was wrapped like a man's flesh, but he was actually a little bit oily.

Li Ji pointed at Cheng Saburo in tears and laughing.

"My dear nephew, please don't say such things. The battle on the battlefield has always been a sword without eyes, as long as I, Tang Wuben, can win and return. Even if the dog is wrapped in horse leather..."

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