Updated: 2013-03-02

"Whose head?"

Chu Yun was really surprised by Yun Hong's request. In this world, who could still save the head Yun Hong wanted?

As long as you are willing, who can survive her murderous intentions in the hands of the strongest force in this world?

That's why Chu Yun was surprised by the vast powers of his target.

Faced with Chu Yun’s problem, Yun Hong “smile slightly”, but her expression seemed a little distorted.

After a slight pause, Yunhong continued to say:

"By the way, I'm curious, why are you so anxious to contact Sakun?"

After pondering, Chu Yun replied, "Yuncheng is lost!"

"Haha, it's just a city. If you lose it, you'll just grab it back. Why bother with a bitter face?"

Yun Hong's answer was revealed, but Chu Yun shook his head and said, "A city, indeed, but Xia Lan was defeated, I don't believe this result."

“…”

Yes, Xia Lan was defeated, and she had already left enough force and army in Yuncheng. Even so, Xia Lan, who had never been defeated, was defeated.

Chu Yun thought for a long time and estimated all possible situations, but still believed that the local forces around him could not do this at all.

This is why Chu Yun was eager to contact Xia Lan himself and ask about the situation. Since he had unexpected situations or the "power" intervened, then his last method of putting in the box would not be 100% safe.

The city can be lost, but Chu Yun absolutely cannot tolerate letting them die.

By the way, Xia Lan, who was very "easy" under Chu Yun, Yun Hong was still impressed.

Who else can defeat Xia Lan in this star field?

And who would have been discovered by the federal army for no reason?

The answer is actually very simple.

"It's just that little bitch!"

"Um?"

Facing Yun Hong, who was gritting his teeth, Chu Yun knew that the truth of the matter was very close.

The communication between the two began, but in the middle, Chu Yun suddenly turned off the playback mode and adopted an extremely secret one-to-one communication mode.

Weier looked at Chu Yun's face that became increasingly ugly and angry as the communication process continued.

‘What can make the always calm Lord so angry?’

Suppressing the questions in his heart, all Weier could do was wait quietly.

Kadou.

With a crisp sound, the communicator turned off.

In Weier's puzzled gaze, Chu Yun turned around, "Have the seriously injured gathered?"

Looking at Chu Yun's face that suppressed the storm, Weier nodded and replied, "Yes, the rescue work of the wounded has been completed. For mild wounded, our limited medical conditions can still be handled, but those severe wounded are afraid..."

The battle was too fierce, and then the entire elite first army of prisoners was almost wiped out.

Continuous, super-high-intensity battles make no one in the entire army intact.

The only difference between survivors is the difference in the severity of injuries. In this case where there is no rear or no field hospital, once the injuries exceed a certain level, it will almost be a death.

Among the four thousand remaining elites, two thousand were slightly injured, and one thousand were "seriously injured". These were all curable, but the remaining one thousand were undoubtedly bound to die.

Without skilled doctors, no repair medical warehouses, no genetic reconstitutes, the remaining thousand warriors had no chance of survival.

If it were the past, Weier would only sigh a little for these prisoners and the rabble, and would never be as reluctant and a pity as she is now.

They are all talented. They can escape from the battle of certain death in dozens of times and in absolute desperate situations. Almost all of them have instinctive potential for fighting life and death. As long as they can escape this disaster, they must be the top soldiers.

Almost every outstanding commander cares and desires for the top soldiers.

"Oh, it's a pity." With a gentle sigh, Chu Yun and Weier also arrived at their destination.

In the battlefield hospital on the relatively neat high ground, painful howlings and faint moans kept coming.

"Hello, sir."

"Hello, boss!"

Seeing Chu Yun and his group arrive, the soldiers of the First Army around quickly stopped their work and saluted Chu Yun.

Under Weier's leadership, Chu Yun came to a intensive care unit.

Before I stepped into the door, a strong smell of blood came to me.

Stepping into the wide curtain door, what caught my eye was a temporary soldier lying on the camp bed, motionless.

If it weren't for Chu Yun Chaoren's hearing that captured their extremely weak heartbeat, almost all of them were the damage of missing arms and legs, and the situation of a complete deep coma would have almost determined that they had already died.

After walking around casually, Chu Yun observed each person without exception, Chu Yun returned to the origin.

"Yue, is that OK?"

After hearing Chu Yun ‘talking to himself’, Weier’s doubts had not yet arisen. The black crystal curtain changed into a small human form and replied, “Haha, no problem. Although their basic strength and level are really too low, they finally reached the minimum standard. Severe coma just helps ‘attachmental symbiosis’, which makes the least pain.”

"Well, then start!"

As Chu Yun's order was issued, the earth began to tremble gently in Weier's puzzled eyes.

Soon, a large, small giant earthworm protruded out of the ground, and then, unique ice skates emerged from the giant earthworm's body.
Chapter completed!