The Warriors of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 278
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The sound of the long sword piercing into the flesh sounded.

Shi A only felt that his long sword was stuck, and he could no longer move forward.

"Three moves already!" Dongfang Sheng gasped.

Dongfang Sheng felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, it was because his hand was holding Shi A's long sword, and the tip of the sword in Dongfang Sheng's chest had already entered his body, but it was not changed by Dongfang Sheng's hand. Further piercing Dongfang Sheng's heart.

"East wins!"

Zhen Mi's voice suddenly sounded behind Dongfang Sheng.

The one who brought her here turned out to be the spy from the scouting camp who followed Dongfang Sheng and Chen Chong before. After he went in, he wandered around and he discovered Zhen Mi's abnormality. With his keen sense, he overheard Zhen Mi and the old man. After the conversation with the woman, he finally confirmed that Zhen Mi was kidnapped and had a relationship with Dongfang Sheng.

So he rushed in directly, subdued the old woman and rescued Zhen Mi, only after inquiring did he know that he had made a great contribution.

When the two rushed outside in a hurry, it happened that Dongfang Sheng and Shi A had finished their three moves.

When Zhen Mi saw Dongfang Sheng's appearance, all her grievances disappeared, and at this moment she only had Dongfang Sheng in her eyes.

Just when Dongfang Sheng wanted to turn back, Shi A's long sword sent a huge force, which forced him to stop this thought.

"This trick is not over yet!"

Shi A obviously didn't want to let Dongfang Sheng go, the strength in his hand kept increasing, and the long sword seemed to start to stab Dongfang Sheng's heart again.

"If you move again, I guarantee that there will be many holes in his neck!"

Chen Zhong pinched Wei Ke's hair with one hand and put a dagger against Wei Ke's throat with the other and said.

Shi A's hand froze for a moment, he couldn't insist on killing Dongfang Sheng regardless of Wei Ke's life or death, otherwise he would be in trouble when he went back.

Wei Ji belongs to the Wei family, and the power of the Wei family cannot be compared to that of a ranger. No matter how good your kung fu is, it is useless, unless you hide from the world, otherwise you must be restricted by social rules.

"Let him go!" Shi A withdrew his long sword and said to Chen Zhong.

Chen Chong didn't listen to Shi A's words, he winked at the two scout battalion soldiers behind him, and they immediately stepped forward to help Dongfang Sheng behind Chen Chong.

Just as Dongfang Sheng took a breath, he was thrown into his arms by a slick body, which almost knocked him out and vomited blood.

"If you bump into me like this again, I guess I'll vomit blood and die before I'm stabbed to death by his sword." Dongfang Sheng joked, but his body was dripping with blood, which seemed quite scary.

"Shi A, I will definitely return the swords you gave me." Dongfang Sheng shouted to Shi A who left with Wei Ke, pulling his throat.

"Next time I will directly kill you!" Shi A paused and replied.

Because Dongfang Sheng had lost a lot of blood, his body had already started to feel a little weak. He only felt that his eyes went dark after he finished shouting, and he fell to the ground.

When Dongfang Sheng woke up again, he was already lying on the bed, and some quiet spices were burning in the room, and thin strands of tobacco came out.

There was a quiet atmosphere in the whole room. Dongfang Sheng only felt that his body was a little stiff. Anyone who lay on the bed for so long without exercising would not be able to move his joints very flexibly. What's more, people in this era don't have those bedridden people of later generations who need to exercise for patients. Medical knowledge of the body.

Dongfang Sheng felt that all his joints seemed to be rusted, and it was difficult to even lift his arms and legs.

"you're awake!"

Dongfang Sheng heard a familiar voice coming from his ear, he turned his neck with some effort, and Zhen Mi knelt in front of the bed with tears in his eyes.

"You're thin, you don't look good." Dongfang Sheng's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still clear.

"You've been lying in bed for three days... Huh, they invited the best doctors to treat you, but they all said that whether you can survive or not depends on God's will." Zhen Mi cried and said: "You What should I do if something happens?"

"Silly...women." Dongfang Sheng paused his hand, because he saw four women standing behind Zhen Mi. "Are you all here?"

Standing behind Zhen Mi are Su Fang, Diao Chan, Zhang Ping and Cai Yan.

All of them stayed up all night, and their eyes were swollen like peaches.

Su Fang finally couldn't help crying. She has been under the most pressure these days. If Dongfang Sheng dies, the group he formed will also fall apart. For the first time, Su Fang feels like the sky is falling.

When she cried, the other three immediately followed suit, and Zhen Mi couldn't help sobbing on Dongfang Sheng's body, and the room was filled with the sound of women crying.

"Who can get me some water?"

Dongfang Sheng licked his chapped lips and asked.

A group of women immediately stopped crying and started looking for water. Dongfang Sheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The feeling of four or five women crying in unison just now gave him a headache.

Of course, apart from the headache, Dongfang Sheng was also touched in his heart. The women who moved him cared about him very much.

After waking up, Dongfang Sheng lived like an emperor.

Someone feeds the food, someone feeds the water, and there is no need to do anything for him, and he is taken out to bask in the sun every day.

In less than half a month, the weight started to increase.

Two months later, Dongfang Sheng had already returned to Chengdu County, and his injuries were almost healed.

Of course the scar is still there, but it won't crack anymore.

At this time, many wounds may open if they are not treated properly, and once the wounds open again, death is not far away.

Dongfang Sheng stabbed out with residual blood in his hand. With such a simple stab, the scarecrow in front of him was directly smashed to pieces.

"It's too strong, but I didn't control it well." Dongfang Sheng shook his head and recovered the residual blood.

Since his recovery, Dongfang Sheng has paid more attention to artistic conception when practicing marksmanship.

China pays attention to artistic conception in everything, while the West pays attention to realism.Artistic conception is a kind of mysterious and mysterious thing that can only be realized slowly.

Dongfang Sheng is now practicing marksmanship every day because he is also looking for the simple but impeccable moves of Shi A when he uses the sword.

However, after all, Shi A has practiced hard with Wang Yue for so many years, and it is difficult for Dongfang Sheng to surpass him all at once, so although he has practiced marksmanship hard these days, and repeatedly recalled every detail of the battle with Shi A, but in the end The gains are not particularly great.

Of course, this is not due to Dongfang Sheng's talent or lack of comprehension. It is because kung fu is not achieved overnight. When kung fu reaches a certain level, it requires the cooperation of the state of mind, and the state of mind needs to be constantly tempered and improved.

What Dongfang Sheng lacks is just accumulation. As long as the accumulation is enough, it is not impossible to improve his mood and surpass Shi A.

(End of this chapter)