Li Bochen felt joyful in his heart. He immediately moved the frozen body aside and buried it with snow, and then cleared a snow-free space on the ground. He chopped off the shaft of the grain cart with three strikes of his dagger, then ignored Sui Bujiu who was standing by and watched, and directly cut a piece of ignition from the broken flag wrapped around his body.
After struggling for more than ten minutes, the fire finally lit up. He let out a long breath and fell down next to the fire, feeling that all the strength in his body was drained.
But after only resting for a short while, he stood up and grabbed the snow on the ground and rubbed his legs hard.
Sui Buxiu had been watching from the side, and waited for him to light a fire before he also sat down with the flag. Li Bochen wiped himself hard and said: "Mr. Sui, now is not the time to show respect. Even if you are in the Dragon and Tiger Realm, your legs will be ruined if you have been frozen in the North Plains for so long - wipe them like me."
Sui Buxiu just smiled. He sat cross-legged, put his head between his legs, and made a mudra. In just a few seconds, the mist rose from his body, and his face, which was pale from the cold, became rosy again.
Li Bochen sighed enviously and continued to rub his own legs. Princes and grandsons like Sui Buxiu obtained the true secrets of the royal temple, and the methods they used were infinitely superior to his own. The dragon and tiger realm is the third level, and Li Bochen is currently in the spiritual enlightenment realm, which is the first level. But the technique he learned was a battle formation technique, which was crude and simple. Even if he could really acquire the third-level dragon-tiger realm by accumulating military merit in the future, he still wouldn't be able to compare with Sui Buxiu.
Thinking of this, he used his peripheral vision to look at Sui Bujiu's face. I found that Mr. Sui's face was gloomy and he was just looking at the bonfire in a daze. Li Bochen could guess what he was thinking - his father was the lord of Wuliang City, and he was sent by the temple to preside over the construction of a large formation. As a result, I was defeated and the city was destroyed, and my son was captured by the demon army. Even if his father is the younger brother of the current Sui King, he cannot afford such a thing. According to the king's current temperament, Sui Wujiu must commit suicide and apologize.
And the prince and grandson next to him will probably be in a worrying situation after returning.
Thinking of this, Li Boxen glanced at the dagger beside him.
Because now he realized that he might have done something extremely risky.
When he saw Sui Bujiu among the monsters, he wanted to either rescue him or kill him. That is the inertial thinking developed on the battlefield - when you see your comrades, you will naturally save them. If you can't save them, you have to kill them, lest the monsters get away with important information.
But now that I think about it, I am not so lovable to the rescued Sui Buxiu.
If Sui Buxiu returned to Wuliang City on his own, he could offer his head and do some more work. After the city was broken, this prince and grandson would break into the enemy's formation and capture the enemy chieftain. Although this is not a great achievement, it can at least offset a considerable amount of guilt.
But he is still alive... Even if his consciousness is high enough and he knows what Sui Buxiu will say, he will echo it, but can Sui Bujii rest assured? He would never want anyone to know that he had been captured by a monster!
If he persists, for the sake of his own future and destiny...
You have to settle yourself on the snowfield.
Thinking of this, Li Boxen's heart trembled, and he struck a little harder. He had to recover quickly... Considering the worst, if Sui Buxiu really had that kind of thought, he would never wait to die.
At this time Sui Buxiu spoke and whispered: "I haven't asked yet, what is your name?"
Li Bochen grabbed another handful of snow, rubbed his left leg, and turned sideways so that the dagger was right next to him, within reach of his hand.
"My name is Li Boxen. Ten generals of the Dongfu Army."
"Oh. I've heard of you." Sui Buxiu was still staring at the bonfire, and seemed to be absentminded when he spoke, "There are five tigers among the junior officers of the Dongfu Army, and you are number one. Pei Jin mentioned it."
Pei Jin is the commander-in-chief of the Dongfu Army stationed in Wuliang City. A few days ago, Li Bochen saw his flag falling on the battlefield with his own eyes. He must have died.
Why does Sui Buxiu bring this up?
Li Bochen didn't answer him immediately, so Sui Buxiu glanced at him: "You saved me, which is a great achievement. What reward do you want?"
I just want you not to retaliate with kindness. Li Bochen muttered in his heart. But I still thought about it: "I want to go home."
Sui Buxiu looked at him in surprise and smiled again: "Go home? You are a ten general, in charge of ten people, so your salary should not be much. Now that you are back home, how will you make a living?"
"I think you have the courage, why not become my personal guard."
Li Bochen shook his head slightly: "I have been serving in rotation for four years, and I have been serving for six years. Although I am a tenth general, my salary after completing my service will be one hundred thousand yuan. In these years, I have also..."
He suddenly stopped talking when he realized that Sui Buxiang was not talking about salary or future.
He is testing himself.
Now Li Boxen is sitting by the warm campfire, and his head, which was previously numb due to hypothermia, is gradually becoming more alive, which makes him remember many details——
From his escape to now, Sui Buxiu has mentioned "you saved me" twice. When did such a prince and grandson learn to appreciate human kindness?
When the two of them were running in the snow, Sui Buxiu was shivering with cold and his teeth were chattering. But he is in the dragon-tiger realm, so he won't be so cold, right? Even at my spiritual enlightenment level, I can force my true energy to last for so long!
Sui Buxiu...the injury should be far more serious than he showed!
It must have been that he suffered severe injuries when the flesh tube connecting him and the demon spirit was torn off - the two of them must have been under the influence of some powerful magic at that time, and they were interrupted by themselves and suffered backlash. Otherwise, there is really no way to explain why the fourth-level demon spirit was so vulnerable that his head was cut off with a dagger.
So he actually...guessed what he might think. Is he showing off now?
Li Bochen suddenly felt his body become relaxed. He changed his mind: "I have also been thinking over the years that as long as people live in peace, it is good. After fighting on the battlefield for so long, all my friends around me are gone... I just want to live peacefully."
He paused and looked at Sui Bujie: "As for the personal guards... The young master is surrounded by nobles from Tianhuang, how can I afford to offend him."
Sui Buxiu looked at him, then nodded slowly.
Li Bochen thought that he should understand what he meant. But he also thought, if Sui Buxiu had never had the desire to kill...why would he be worried that he might kill him?
He sighed inwardly, knowing that he was indeed in big trouble. He decided to escort Sui Buxiu to the vicinity of Wuliang City and leave without going back - he did not want to leave his life to the judgment of the conscience that this prince and grandson might have.
In this way, others would just think that he was killed in battle and would not be able to receive the salary of 100,000 yuan. But it's better than losing your life.
After making this decision, I felt relieved. He smiled and said, "Mr. Sui, what's going on with the demon spirit? It's the first time I've seen such a thing."
