"I haven't found it yet?" Leng Yufeng's black brocade robe was somewhat damaged due to the constant search in the forest, but at this time there was anxious cold sweat on his forehead, and Xingmu did not let go of any place, because It was already night, but they hadn't found Shang Wuxin yet.
"No!" Wuwei said worriedly, while Shang Qiange, who followed them to find someone, also frowned.
Suddenly, Leng Yufeng saw that there were torches in the depths of the forest, and there were still many torches. Leng Yufeng just knew that it was not Shang Wuxin, so it could only be people from the Western Regions. Leng Yufeng's legs flew away like a cheetah, "Keep up!"
Leng Yufeng's face became colder as he got closer to the firelight, because he had already discovered that these firelights were indeed from the people in the Western Regions. It was self-evident what the people in the Western Regions were looking for here, and the people in the Western Regions searched in such a carpet-like manner, only It can prove that the current situation of Shang Wuxin and Huan Moche must be bad.
"Bang!" Leng Yufeng was the fastest. Seeing the Western Region Dark Guard who was still holding a torch, he punched one person directly, and then the whole person was like a lunatic who saw one kill another, even if Leng Yu was on the battlefield. Feng has never been so crazy.
Xiyu Xianglai didn't expect Leng Yufeng to come so quickly, and he still hadn't found Prince Shang, watching Leng Yufeng like a murderous lunatic reaping the lives of the Western Regions' dark guards, and even more hurting himself. The thought of wanting others to die made the Western Regions Dark Guards a little scared. What's more, at this time, the bloody army behind him followed closely, picking up weapons like wild wolves and slaughtering the heads of the dark guards in the Western Regions.
Shang Qiange knew from a short distance that Xiang Lai in the Western Regions was here. Although she was still worried about the situation of Shang Wuxin, she quietly disappeared and left the forest. She knew that the most important thing at this time was Looking for it, I can't make much effort.
Xiyu Xianglai is protected by layers of dark guards, but even so, Xiyu Xianglai is still shocked by Leng Yufeng and those bloody army's lifeless killing methods. Now this is not the Western Region, and the dark guards around her are still shocked. Although there are many guards, they are not endless. It was just a moment of thinking, and Xiyu Xianglai made the decision, "Go!"
As soon as the words fell, Xiyu Xianglai was escorted by the dark guards and escaped. Leng Yufeng looked at Xiyu Xianglai's escaped back with eyes like beasts and wanted to kill people, but the dark guards in front of him were obviously good at martial arts, and at this time What Leng Yufeng was most worried about was Shang Wuxin and Huan Moche.
After solving some of the remaining Western Regions' dark guards, Leng Yufeng ordered everyone to start looking for Shang Wuxin and Huan Moche without any delay, because now that it was certain that Xiyu Xianglai and others had escaped, Leng Yufeng asked everyone to raise torches to search. But this forest seems to be boundless. If you really want to find people from here, it is really difficult and takes time.
At this time, in the deep pit of the trap, Shang Wuxin was lying on the icy soil and fainted for a while, but Shang Wuxin woke up very quickly. Looking at the small hole, Shang Wuxin knew that it was night. .
Reaching out to touch Huan Moche beside him, Shang Wuxin suddenly sat up, causing Shang Wuxin to frown tightly with the wound on his body, but he caressed Huan Moche carefully, only to realize that Huan Moche's whole body temperature is not high. OK, he has a fever!
The moonlight stepped in from the entrance of the cave, and Shang Wuxin could see that Huan Moche's face was abnormally bright red, but his lips were terrifyingly white. Physically, it was found that Huan Moche's body temperature was abnormally high, and it seemed that the wound was infected!
Shang Wuxin is not a doctor, but there is nothing available where they are now, Shang Wuxin reached out and patted Huan Moche's cheek, Huan Moche's eyes opened for a moment, but after discovering that it was Shang Wuxin, he only spit out He fainted again with one word, and the word he spit out was "Water!"
People with high fever need water very much, but at this moment, Shang Wu has nowhere to look for water, but looking at Huan Moche's dry lips and abnormal complexion, Shang Wuxin is worried and thinks for a moment.
Shang Wuxin put Huan Moche's head on his thigh, took out his dagger in his right hand, and without hesitation, he made a deep incision above the elbow of his left hand. But Shang Wuxin didn't even wrinkle her brows, her light-white fingers pulled open the wound with force, and then brought it to Huan Moche's lips.
Huan Moche, who was already short of water, involuntarily drank what he thought was "water". Although the bloody smell made Huan Moche frown, he had to say that Huan Moche's lips improved a lot after a while. Although his face was still blushing abnormally.
Shang Wuxin looked at Huan Moche's better appearance, his eyes began to darken, and he passed out by leaning against the soil wall.
"Xin'er!" Leng Yufeng's eyes flashed anxiously as he looked at the vast night, and the one who followed Leng Yufeng shouted was the Xue Shang Army. If Shang Wuxin was really here, Leng Yufeng felt that he would definitely hear the voice, but Leng Yufeng was a little scared without hearing a reply to such a big movement.
"Yeah!" Huan Lun was taken aback. He was anxious about the whereabouts of the master and Prince Shang at this moment. He almost didn't find the trap under his feet. He had to say that the trap was very hidden. At the time, he faintly saw the blue robe in the trap.
"Someone!" Huan Lun shouted, and then was knocked away by the person who was galloping behind him. Huan Lun was almost knocked over to the ground, stabilized his body and looked at the person coming, it turned out to be General Leng. Then Huan Lun saw General Leng jumping down. If Huan Lun was not mistaken, he saw General Leng shaking just now.
Leng Yufeng jumped out of the trap and saw the unconscious Shang Wuxin who was sitting there and Huan Moche lying on Shang Wuxin's leg, Shang Wuxin hadn't bandaged the wound on his arm, and the corner of Huan Moche's lips. The bloodstains clearly told Leng Yufeng what happened here.
Holding the iron fist tightly, Leng Yufeng pushed Huan Moche away, ignoring Huan Moche and fell to the ground. Leng Yufeng controlled his fear and hugged Shang Wuxin tightly, jumped out of the trap, and flew towards the Prince's Mansion regardless of the exclamations of the crowd.
Huan Lun was relieved to see that Prince Shang was carried out by General Leng, but he remembered his master before he could breathe out that breath. Huan Lun looked down, and suddenly twitched. Lying there dirty, Illusion jumped down and carried the master out of the trap, but in his heart he admired General Leng's heavy-colored relatives and friends. If he was not mistaken at the time, the master just wasn't lying there in such an embarrassed way.
When Huan Moche woke up, he looked at his side for the first time, but found that he was in his own courtyard in the Prince's Mansion. He knew he was saved. He still remembered that his last memory was that he and Shang Wuxin rolled down the hillside. The next thing I have no impression of.
"Xin'er!" Huan Moche sat up and found that many wounds on his body were very painful, but this didn't make Huan Moche care. What he was most worried about at this moment was Shang Wuxin. Huan Moche just got up and saw Leng Yufeng sitting not far away. At this time, Leng Yufeng was all black and even his face was black.
Leng Yufeng coldly watched Huan Moche stand up with difficulty, and watched Huan Moche's wound that was bandaged not long ago split open while struggling. Instead of a trace of sympathy, Xingmu's eyes were filled with ruthlessness and displeasure. .
"Where's Xin'er?" Huan Moche asked Leng Yufeng's hand when he got out of bed without even wearing shoes. No wonder Huan Moche thought too much, but Leng Yufeng's expression was so strange that Huan Moche didn't have a clue at all.
Leng Yufeng grabbed Huan Moche's collar and hit him with a fist.
"Cough!" Huan Moche spat out a mouthful of blood. He was injured and did not recover. He was not Leng Yufeng's opponent. More importantly, he did not take precautions against Leng Yufeng, so Leng Yufeng's fist directly hit him Magic Moche's cheeks.
"You still ask Xin'er?" Leng Yufeng took the staggering Huan Moche over again, and punched him again. Huan Moche was a little shocked at this time. He didn't know why Leng Yufeng asked this way, but he felt a little bit in his heart. Fear.
"Do you know what it was like when I found you? You are lying on Xin'er's lap, you are really leisurely, but..." Leng Yufeng clenched her fists and shouted at Huan Moche, "But Xin'er, you have a high fever. If you lack water, Xin'er will feed you with her own blood!"
The last sentence Leng Yufeng shouted at Huan Moche's ear. Huan Moche felt a little tinnitus in his ears, but more of a feeling of soreness and swelling in his heart. He didn't know that such a thing had happened. He remembered that he was very thirsty in a daze, and then he felt that there was water in his mouth. It turned out that it was water from time to time but blood that was unintentional. For a moment, Huan Moche felt that he was going to die of guilt. Why was he so useless and let Xin'er do such a thing for himself, not only Leng Yufeng couldn't spare him, but even he himself couldn't spare himself.
"Huan Moche, this general warns you that if there is a next time, this general will definitely kill you!" Leng Yufeng let go of Huan Moche and walked out of the room. He really regarded Huan Moche as a friend, a friend and brother who could live with each other, but at that moment he felt distressed when he saw Shang Wuxin. Everything the five of them did was to protect Shang Wuxin. Shang Wuxin's drag, it's better to die.
Leng Yufeng had just returned to the dormitory and sat beside the bed for a while when she saw Shang Wuxin open her eyes. Leng Yufeng asked nervously, "Xin'er?"
Shang Wuxin opened his eyes and heard the sound, and when he followed the sound, he saw Leng Yufeng who was looking down at him. Those star eyes were full of worry, but he didn't see that cold and hard chin all night. Stubble popped up.
"Is there any discomfort?" Leng Yufeng helped Shang Wuxin up, her voice full of urgency. Although after returning with Shang Wuxin, Cheng Shi gave Shang Wuxin a solution to the gu poison and told Leng Yufeng that Shang Wuxin was just losing his strength and lost some blood, but Leng Yufeng was still worried.
Shang Wuxin moved his body and used his inner strength to find that his inner strength had recovered. He shook his head, "I'm fine! Where's Mo Che?" Although his body was still a little tired, compared to the weakness at the time, Shang Wuxin is really good now.
Leng Yufeng didn't really want to kill Huan Moche, and quickly explained, "Mo Che is fine now, he just woke up, but I didn't let him come over because of his inconvenience, or I'll let Mo Che come over. come over?"
Shang Wuxin only needs to know that people have nothing to do, and it doesn't mean that he has to see Huan Moche wave his hand, "Let him recover from his injuries!" At this time, Shang Wuxin did not know that Huan Moche was wiping the bruises on his face with an ointment. green.
"Where's Xiyu Xianglai and others?" Having suffered a big loss, Shang Wuxin would not easily forget his revenge now that he was alive.
When Leng Yufeng heard the name Xiyu Xianglai, her face became cold, "General Huyan has already handed in his credentials, people have already run away!" If people hadn't run fast, Leng Yufeng would not have let Xiyu Xianglai Out of the kingdom of war alive.
"What about the handover book?"
"It has been sent to the palace!"
Shang Wuxin smiled evilly, "This hatred, take your time..."