Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

Chapter 579: Chapter 156: Mu Lan, Bear With It_3

Ning Zhuo bowed to her and explained his purpose.

Mu Lan nodded without hesitation and agreed, “Red Flower Camp has a full complement of three thousand people, but it has been understaffed for a long time.”

“I have many vacancies here that can be given to your Mechanical Puppets.”

“Hold on!” Zhang Zhongyi lifted the curtain and barged in.

He hurried to Ning Zhuo’s side and grabbed his arm: “You’ve finally arrived, Young Master Ning Zhuo!”

“Do you know how many days I have been anxiously waiting for you?”

“Look, General Mu Lan didn’t hesitate at all, and solved your personnel issues with just a word.”

“The two of you are now of marital status, you should also show some response.”

Mu Lan coughed: “Uncle Zhang, don’t make things difficult for Young Master Ning Zhuo. If we’re talking about showing gratitude, I still owe him thanks for back at the mechanical store…”

Zhang Zhongyi interrupted directly, staring at Ning Zhuo: “What about General Mu Lan’s injury, what do you say?”

Ning Zhuo smiled wryly: “Of course it needs to be resolved.”

Zhang Zhongyi immediately responded: “There’s no time like the present, do it now. Do you know how many times I’ve been to Three Generals Camp, each time I couldn’t find you, you just happened to be out – it’s really quite mysterious!”

Ning Zhuo then extended his hand: “Since that’s the case, please lend me the ‘Xuanjin Armor Breaking Technique.'”

“Xuanjin Armor Breaking Technique!”

The family inheritance Cultivation Technique of Upper General Mansion, the path of cultivation General Mu relied upon.

Ning Zhuo held the Jade Slip in hand, concentrating on reading, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Xuanjin Armor Breaking Technique” was a Military Art, not a Gold Element Cultivation Technique. Although it included some principles of the Gold Element, the main part was a cultivation method that used Military Power.

“It is indeed the family heritage of Upper General Mansion, truly profound!”

After pondering for a while, Ning Zhuo genuinely praised it.

In such a short time, he had learned a lot from the Military Art part.

Zhang Zhongyi anxiously asked: “Young Master Ning Zhuo, can you treat it?”

“Of course.” Ning Zhuo nodded.

His mastery of the Five Elements Realm was profound, even without understanding Military Art, he could still start from the Gold Element part to conceive a treatment method.

“Although this method does not cure the root cause, it can alleviate symptoms to a great extent.”

“Come, let me explain in detail to both of you.”

After passing on his knowledge, Ning Zhuo was still held by Zhang Zhongyi, staying in the tent to treat Mu Lan.

During the treatment, Zhang Zhongyi’s left hand trembled suddenly, the needle deviated slightly, causing Mu Lan to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“Quick, quick, give the general a blood exchange!” Zhang Zhongyi called out urgently.

Seizing the moment, Ning Zhuo immediately came before Mu Lan, placed his palm on her lower abdomen, continuously massaging and infusing Mana.

Mu Lan’s condition finally stabilized.

Zhang Zhongyi sighed deeply: “Ah, I’m old; I didn’t expect the needle to go awry at the last moment.”

“Ah.” He sighed deeply again, glanced at Ning Zhuo and Mu Lan who were close at hand, touched his forehead, “I’ll leave the rest to you two. I feel dizzy and need to rest urgently.”

Saying so, he ignored Ning Zhuo’s pleas to stay, and swiftly left the tent, showing no sign of dizziness.

Leaving Ning Zhuo and Mu Lan looking at each other.

It was the first time Ning Zhuo had been in such close proximity to General Mu Lan.

At this moment, he slightly looked up and saw that this female general had a distinct facial profile full of heroism. Although her face was resolute, it didn’t lack gentleness at this moment.

For the sake of treatment, she had already removed her armor, wearing only a red undergarment.

Her jet-black hair was tied up casually, with several strands falling from the tie, lightly brushing across the forehead, slightly disordered, sticking together due to sweat, revealing exhaustion and bravery.

Her hair tips fell onto the red garment, the black and red setting off each other, providing a stark contrast.

Mu Lan sat cross-legged, her upper body posture erect, exuding a clear military temperament.

Ning Zhuo noticed that Mu Lan’s shoulders were broad, but her waist was slender, such feminine features were usually concealed by thick armor.

Mu Lan and Ning Zhuo made eye contact for a moment, their breathing becoming slightly rapid, eyelashes trembling lightly, their gaze no longer so steadfast, wanting to shift away but not wishing to back down, maintaining a strong image.

Yet Ning Zhuo lowered his head, looking intently at Mu Lan’s lower abdomen: “There’s one last blockage, I need to break through with all my strength; just bear with it for a moment.”

Mu Lan nodded slightly, about to respond, not expecting Ning Zhuo to act upon his words immediately.

Caught off guard, a grunt escaped her lips, turning into a soft moan.

In an instant, a blush appeared on Mu Lan’s face.

From her childhood to this day, she had never been so close to a man, nor had she ever made such a sound.

The atmosphere inside the tent became somewhat romantic.