At that moment, Chen Long looked at Zuzi with eyes.
Full of both respect and fear!
Yang Buhui, whose ten fingers were broken, was carried away.
The awakened warriors, full of tears, thanked Zuzi: "Thank you, little fairy, thank you, little fairy..."
Zuzi casually waved her hand: "It's your own good fortune."
If one is filled with sin, even a deity cannot save them.
Bao Gucheng saw Zuzi surrounded by a group of big men, each one looking at her as if she were a fairy, and gradually his face turned cold.
He tightened Zuzi's small hand, pulling her to his side, wishing to enfold her in his military coat, securely keeping her from any man's sight.
He turned his head with a stern face: "Since you're all awake, hurry up and start rehabilitation training. The graves aren't fully dug yet, there's a lot of work waiting to be done."
Everyone: "Yes!"
However, Zuzi glanced at him in confusion: "Why is Xiao Chenger upset?"
