Chapter 883： General Fires next wife (61) (1/2)

Standing at the ferry, Zhou Chuan raised his hand and rubbed his beard on his lips.

With such a rapid current, Makino was injured and a burdensome woman was brought beside her. Even if she could survive, her life would have gone seven minutes.

Just for the sake of security, I still want to see people dead or dead!

There was a killing sound behind him, Zhou Chuanmeng was wearing a scarf, and the queen in the sleeve made the letter unknown when he left. He could not help frowning ...

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On the vast river, all the way down the river, at a sharp bend, stranded by a man and a woman on the bank.

The weak sweat-blooded horse lay sideways on the shoal, and from time to time he arched his wet pale robe man with his nose and hissed.

His body was bruised, his legs were covered with sensen bones, and a long mouth was opened on his stomach. After falling into the water, Xia Qiu and Makino held his neck and held on for a while.

Later, the undercurrent was turbulent, and Makino and Xia Qiuyu fainted, leaving them struggling, but they also saved their lives.

The pale and petite woman's eyelashes trembled, her lips ran out of blood, and her uncle's skirt showed her bruising bruise.

Only her fingers moved, and she woke up amid the hissing of the sweaty horse.

If it weren't for the turbulence in the turbulent Gulf Stream, she would have been stunned, and Xia Qiu would not have been so embarrassed.

”A blood.” Sitting up, Xia Qiu quickly probed the stunned Makino's breath, and determined that she was just in a coma. Then she looked at the sweating horse that was neighing.

The mighty warhorse is now extremely embarrassed, so lying on the shoal on this side, there is no strength to struggle to get up, obviously life is about to come to an end, but despite this, it kept hissing and trying to wake up its owner Makino ...

I couldn't bear to watch this faithful horse die like this, carrying Makino on his back, and Xia Qiu secretly took out a spiritual fruit.

The juice of Linguo was squeezed and dipped into Makino's mouth, and then the kernel and skin were fed directly to the sweat horse's mouth.

”Good blood, eat it,” she whispered.