Chapter 497
Exhausted teenagers, sleepy in the pain and fatigue, what happened today, drained all the strength and spirit of their whole body. They can support up to now, completely relying on their will.
Because there are too many wounded and the injuries are not light, it is impossible to transport the young people out of Imperial College for the time being. People can only treat them on the spot.
Looking at the sleepy faces, the soldiers, who have been through the battlefield for a long time, feel sad.
After transporting Liu Kai and them, the ancient giant dragon turned back, and the huge body fell outside the training ground. At this time, the reinforcements really noticed the huge ancient giant dragon. Almost in a moment, everyone was blind when they saw the majestic ancient dragon outside the gate.
Even though the ancient dragon has been scarred and looks a bit embarrassed, it is still hard to cover up its natural domineering power.
Many people are stunned at the ancient giant dragon's great posture. They can't believe that they saw the legendary creatures.
"Dragon Ancient dragon? Am I dazzled? " A soldier rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Is it really an ancient dragon? When I came, I thought I was blinded. "
As early as on their way to the battlefield, they saw the ancient dragon carrying many years. But at that time, the situation was in crisis. They were all eager to go to the battlefield to save people. In addition, the speed of the ancient dragon was too fast. They just glanced at it, and didn't pay much attention.
Now take a closer look
Don't be silly.
The ancient giant dragon looked at a group of five big and three rough men, looked at himself with obsessed eyes, raised the head proudly, and snorted coldly.
Stupid human, tremble under its claw!
But the eyes of the ancient dragon were not idle. They swept away at a glance, looking for the shadow of monsoon smoke in the crowd.
At this moment, the monsoon smoke is pressed by the Star Tower on the side of the chair, looking at the Star Tower with its head bowed awkwardly to help her deal with the wound.
Star Tower is dedicated to dealing with the wounds on the body of monsoon smoke. In the past several battles, the wounds on her wrists and fingertips were broken by herself, but there were many bites and scratches on her body. Because she had not worn the world destroying armor all the time, although the wounds of monsoon smoke were not too deep, the small wounds almost covered her whole body Body, the clothes dyed red.
That touch of red fell into the bottom of the startower's eyes, like a blade across. He refused Xuanwei's request to deal with the wound for monsoon smoke. He took the wet handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood clotted from the wound of monsoon smoke.
Without wiping a wound, Xinglou's eyebrows wrinkled a little deeper.
Some of the youths who woke up in a secluded way saw Xinglou's dignified personal treatment of the injuries for the monsoon smoke. They could not help but feel that their lofty master was so gentle and kind. They not only led the soldiers to rescue, but also dealt with the wounds for the wounded.
Just
"Master Guoshi, she is in the monsoon smoke How are you? " A young man walked carefully to the Star Tower and asked.