Chu zhaoyue took the skirt that she had cut into a big one, and tied it from the front to the back, and then from the back to the front. The front and back of his whole body were cut by the enemy soldiers, which was still covered with scarlet scars. Chu zhaoyue was not suspicious at all. If he had been another person, he would have been killed many times on the spot!

"Alas..." Chu zhaoyue bandages the wound for Zhan Wuyi, and sighs deeply. The wound he suffered this time can be said to be terrible. If the cloth is not enough, otherwise, Chu zhaoyue really wants to...