C5 Weak male saving beauty

Chen Ling woke up very early the next morning and waited outside the Wounded Barracks. Because he and Su'er had made an appointment to wait in front of the tent at the beginning of the night, the first ray of the morning sun had just arrived. The autumn morning was a bit cold, and the fog surrounding them was much thicker.

In a moment, not far from them, her green dress swayed, and a young girl gently walked over. It was Cheng Su'er.

Chen Ling went forward and greeted his with a smile: "Miss Su'er."

"Chen Ling, did you wait long?"

"No, I just came out, so carry the basket for me." Chen Ling removed the strap from her shoulders and carried the big basket on her back.

Cheng Su'er took out another small basket from the big basket. She carried it on her back and said: "The other teachers are going to gather the herbs themselves, I came to call for you, after delaying for a while, let's go. All the herbs on the nearby hills have been harvested, we will be walking for a long time."

Chen Ling nodded and followed Su Er out of the camp. As Cheng Su'er had a very high prestige in the army, the guards let her pass with great politeness.

Along the way, Su'er patiently explained some characteristics and effects of the herbs to him, which Chen Ling accepted. In fact, he was born into the Wu Lin Clan, and had come into contact with ancient culture, martial arts, medicine and national knowledge since childhood. He had been trained hard in the wilderness by his family, and was extremely familiar with the plants and herbs, and survival in the wild was a basic achievement.

This time, Chen Ling followed her out, it was just an excuse, the main point was to walk around, to find a quiet mountain forest, and train himself, and also to find some herbs to refine and strengthen his body, and to quickly recover from his injuries, and also to take advantage of some wild game to open up his meat, which could not be nourished, and his body was extremely weak, if he trained even a little, his body would definitely not be able to take it.

"Qing Hong Ridge is ahead. There are a lot of herbs being distributed on the hillside. Follow me to pick the herbs."

"Mm, alright." Chen Ling was a little short of breath, he only wished that his body was too weak. Seems like this young master from his previous life had never learnt any martial arts, his skin and flesh were soft, his entire body had no muscles, and his fists were weak.

Cheng Su'er walked in front, climbing up the mountain, wading through the brambles and thickets, looking around for herbs, and after a while, she found the Scarlet Orchid Grass, also known as the Gan Roots, Zi Hui. On the leaves of the flower, there were vertical creases in the leaves, and the stamens and styles combined to form a totem, there were thick rhizomes underground, like a chicken's head, which was very viscous, and had a very good hemostasis effect.

"This is called Scarlet Orchid Grass. I told you before that it's used to make hemostasis medicine. It's similar to the Purple Pearl Grass and the Three Seven Flowers Grass that are used on Chu Yue. Don't forget it. Be careful not to poison yourself …"

Cheng Su'er carefully explained to him, but when she heard it, Chen Ling did not laugh bitterly in his heart. Please, I have known about these herbs since I was young.

Chen Ling looked like he was sincerely trying to learn something, but he suddenly remembered the medicine list that his family had mentioned. It was a secret formula to treat external injuries and strengthen the body for a week, with the combination of the external application knife and medicine, his body would soon recover.

Su'er, there is a ravine over there. I want to go and wash my wounds. My clothes are also dirty. Chen Ling seized the opportunity to think.

Cheng Su'er wrinkled her nose and swept a glance at his clothes. It was indeed a bit of a joke, so why should she help him wash it? Thinking of the other person's body and washing his clothes, he felt embarrassed and said, "Alright, you go wash, but don't let the wound get cold. You can wet the wound with a towel, and as for the clothes, wash them.

After separating, he walked into the mountain stream and looked around him. According to the Chen family's secret recipe, he dug out a few rare herbs, mixed them together and crushed them together, and then took out a ceramic pot that looked like a wine jug, it was extremely ugly. In this period, the ceramic technology was still not mature, and what was common was bronze equipment, with his current identity as a warrior, he could not get any bronze equipment, only crude black pottery that he stole from the barracks.

He raised the small earth stove, placed the black ceramic pot filled with clear water on top of the small earth stove, and began to burn wood with a fire piston to boil water to boil the medicine. As long as he persisted in taking it for a period of time, his injuries would quickly recover, and his vitality and strength would recover.

With the help of the medicine, Chen Ling was not idle either. For the past few days, he had been eating grains of rice, without anything special on him, he did not have the qualifications to eat meat, but for those who were weak and weak, eating only vegetarian food, without nutrition, his body recovering slowly. He held two short daggers in hand and used the method of Chen's throwing daggers to shoot a wild chicken.

Although he did not have any strength or inner strength, he did have a lot of experience in training the Martial Ancestor Realm. His vision and techniques were very profound, and what he lacked was the process of starting from the beginning to train and accumulate inner strength, and to re-train and strengthen his body.

The skill of the flying dagger emphasized the combination of heart, eyes, spirit, power and remembrance. Other than the weaker strength, he was not lacking in anything else.

After Chen Ling washed his outer clothes and washed his wounds, the medicine was just ready. After drinking it all in one go, although the pain was unbearable, but after a while, he felt less pain in his body.

It seems like the family's secret formula for treating external injuries is still very useful. Fortunately, it's not a deep bone wound or just a skin wound, otherwise it would have taken me a hundred days of rest and recuperation. I don't need it now. Chen Ling was satisfied, he turned around and was about to pluck a chicken to check the fire when the sound of a woman begging for help came from the entrance of the mountain stream.

"Don't... Who are you? The scouts of the Qin Army? You actually dare to cause trouble in the Wei Country's defense zone, don't tell me you're not afraid of death? " It was Su'er's voice.

"Young lady, in these few days of fighting between the two armies, your Wei Army had killed quite a few of our Qin Army soldiers. Today, since we brothers have seen the women of the Wei Nation, we will first rape her, then kill her and throw his into the wilderness.

"Hehe, this little girl is quite pretty. We brothers are lucky today."

"If you want to blame someone, then blame yourself for being a citizen of Wei."

The Qin Nation was located at the border region, and a few decades ago, it was still undeveloped, as if tigers and wolves had not tamed their nature. After Shang Yang had changed his ways, the Qin Nation had the Hexi culture, which allowed him to gradually become stronger, but the wildness and viciousness inside of him could not be compared to the six nations.

"You are all animals!" Su'er's eyes were filled with hatred, her eyes were filled with panic, she was holding onto a bronze sickle as a defense, but she did not practice martial arts, so she was naturally not a match for these two experienced elite soldiers. With a flash of the sickle, a Qin Soldier grabbed her wrist, and his veins started to sour, and the sickle fell to the ground.

"Little girl, later on, I'll let you know what it means to wish you were dead. Haha …"

Just at this time, a ray of cold light shot out from behind, and one of the Qin Soldier s were hit in the back. They immediately cried out miserably, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then died.

Another Qin Soldier hastily turned his head to look, but became cautious. Just as he pulled out his sword from his waist, and was about to look for movements, a white light suddenly shot out towards his face. He swung his sword to block, but was half a beat too slow.

Two strong Qin Soldier s died in the blink of an eye, scaring Su'er to the point of panic. Although she was a doctor in the army and had seen a lot of soldiers die in battle, there was no difference between treating the patient and killing them in person.

Just then, a figure jumped out from within the tall grass. With a handsome and beautiful face, it was Chen Ling. He walked over quickly and asked worriedly: "Su'er, are you alright?"

"Chen Ling? Just now … You were the one who saved me? "

Chen Ling bent over and pulled out two short daggers, and wiped off the blood on the clothes of the Qin person's corpse, then raised his head and smiled: "Of course, is there anyone else here?"

"It's really you? I didn't expect you to be so accurate with your throwing technique and saved me. I am truly grateful to you, but you don't know that if I were to fall into their hands, it would be even worse than death! " As Su'er spoke, she recalled the panicked scene from a moment ago and could not help but cry.

Chen Ling saw that the little girl was being overly frightened, and quickly stood up, stretching her arms out and pressing her shoulders down, consoling her, "Su'er, don't be afraid, with your Big Brother Chen here, no one can hurt you."

Su'er wiped her tears as she leaned on his chest and said with a teary smile, "Thank you Big Brother Chen. I had seen your soft and gentle appearance before, but I didn't expect that you would not even bat an eyelid after killing two of my Qin Soldier s. It seems that I won't be able to underestimate you anymore."

Chen Ling laughed out loud, thinking that this "revered appearance" of his did indeed feel like a delicate and pretty boy, it was useless looking at it. Without the masculinity of a man, he had to train harder, if not, wouldn't he be looked down by the women of this era?