God does not take the blame

Fang Mo wanted to get up from the ground, but he touched the wound, grinning his teeth in pain and gasping for air.

"Hiss, it hurts me to death... Well, if you say no, then you won't. Let's not talk about this, z18, does your system mall have medicine for healing and pain relief?"

Fang Mo had his own plans in mind, and he didn't refute the system. While untying the sack, he asked the system how many layers of knots were tied.

[Yes, but you said that it is a system mall, so you know that the host needs to exchange things.The exchange condition of our Thousand Faces series system is the host's prestige and belief value conversion points.As for the host, you are also aware of your current situation, but you don't have much reputation, far from enough points to exchange for healing elixir. 】

"In other words, I'm going to do the task with such a pig's face now?"

After tossing for a while, Fang Mo finally untied the rope reluctantly, and tore off the black sack on his head, revealing a head that was swollen like a pig's head. There is also a leaf tightly attached to the eyeball, looking very miserable.

[Hiss...] Seeing this, the system also gasped, as if it also felt that Fang Mo was a bit miserable now.

[Well, it's not that there is no room for repayment, you can actually pay on credit.I can help you pay in advance, but you have to do the task for me in the future, and you have to return the prestige points you earn later, and you have to give me interest...]

"Okay, credit it, credit it, exchange it for me a few more, it hurts me to death."

[Only one can be credited at most. 】

Fang Mo: "..." The garbage system will get rid of you sooner or later!

Feeling a white jelly bean-sized pill appearing in his hand, Fang Mo stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation.He didn't have the awareness to take things softly and eat others short-mouthed, and he wasn't prepared to do things for the system when he took things.

After dragging his body full of injuries and limping away from the crowd and walking back to the tent, he decocted and boiled medicine as usual, just like usual, but in the evening when the system fixed sleep time every day, he quickly packed up a few essential items. He put on his daily necessities, changed into casual clothes, and prepared to run away with his burden on his back.

After avoiding several waves of soldiers' patrols and investigations, Fang Mo climbed over the last wooden frame leading out of the barracks, and looked back at the brightly lit barracks where a banquet was being held to celebrate the victory of the war.

Looking at the densely packed white tents stationed on the only remaining oasis in the vast desert, they are like waves reaching the sky, and there are red torch waves connecting a piece of people's fiery sky like a starry sky.The twilight of the desert, the blackness of the sky, the grayness of the tents, and the redness of the flames are intertwined together, forming a solemn and unstoppable momentum that burns like a raging flame with monstrous evil spirit and human anger.

Fang Mo shook his head, the climate of Yan Chao has become, no matter how hard he struggles, he can’t change it, his big plan has not been formed yet, it’s a pity, this time he really lost his wife and lost his army, lost Jie The court did not say anything, nor did it infiltrate Yan Chao Chaotang...

"Hey! Forget it, what's the use of thinking so much now, life-saving is the most important thing, life-saving is the most important thing. I can't afford to provoke you, can I still hide..."

Sighing, Fang Mo wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, tightened his package, turned around and started to leave.

In his line of sight, he saw a thin, even short figure that appeared behind him and stood there for a long time.Seeing this made him tremble all over, as if his soul was scared out of his body at that moment.

"Brother, it's so late, the night in the desert is cold, why did you take off the cotton and silk clothes I prepared for you? Where are you going with this casual clothes?"

The faint and lazy tone, in Fang Mo's ears, said "You are here too?"

Fang Mo felt that his wound, which had been healed by the system in the afternoon, began to ache again.

"I said come out when you are free and bored, do you believe me if you walk away? Haha...ha."

"Haha, after all, elder brother often stays in the gate and doesn't often come to the barracks, so it's normal to get lost. It just so happens that my sister and I are fine after the dinner. How about escorting elder brother back to the camp?"

Fang Mo: o(╥﹏╥)o can he refuse...

……

In the end, Fang Mo was safely "escorted" back to the camp by Chen Qiong that night, and Chen Qiong took better care of him before leaving to prevent him from getting lost again and appointed him a personal soldier.

Under the serious and responsible "care" of this soldier, Fang Mo could hardly find a chance to escape.

After the system woke up and settled accounts with him after autumn, Fang Mo, who hadn't escaped to make things a foregone conclusion, suffered a lot.But in the end, Fang Mo persuaded the system with his three-inch tongue. With the help of the system, he finally escaped the soldiers' endless surveillance. After escaping, he was blocked by Chen Qiong.

After several times in a row, Fang Mo finally exploded. He recognized the reality that he couldn't run away, and Chen Qiong didn't give him a chance to run away.

"You forced me to do this." Fang Mo's eyes were red, and he hammered down on the table top containing herbs with a vicious expression.

……

That night Fang Mo made no attempt to escape, but a small goshawk flew out of the barracks at night...

This time Chen Qiong didn't let anyone stop him, and let the goshawk fly out of the camp, out of the barracks, to the northwest, and finally disappeared into the sky... That was the territory of the original Jie dynasty, and the border territory of the current Yan dynasty——Bu Yancheng.

Looking at the direction where the goshawk disappeared, Chen Qiong raised the broken wine jug and poured the wine into his mouth. Feeling the spicy and mellow aroma of the wine, his eyes reflected the dim yellow of the desert, broad and deep, and wiped the slippery corners of his mouth. The downed wine curled up the corners of his lips evilly.

"The fishing line finally moved..."

It is better to detonate the hidden bomb early.

Want to recuperate and develop in secret?

Sorry, can not.

……