"Even if Zilong dies, he can't betray the four princes." Xue Zilong endured the acupuncture points that were pierced by Fang Qing, and a tingling sensation spread from his head to his whole body, but he didn't expect that Doctor Fang, who seemed to be weak on weekdays, suddenly made a move, with such strength.

"Kill your master!" Fang Qing roared and punched Xue Zilong, and then pulled out the golden needle.

Xue Zilong twisted his arm that was gradually regaining strength, looked at Fang Qing's eyes like a burning anxiety, and pouted, and a word came out in a half-loud voice, "Why don't I want to protect him by the side of the fourth prince, but the military order is difficult, as the leader of the Iron and Blood Army, how can I disregard military law." ”

"Zhao Zhi hasn't returned for a day and a night, when he went out, there were only a dozen people, you should guess with your ass, their fierce luck at the moment......" Fang Qing was like an ant in a hot pot, anxious and panicked, and her eyes couldn't help but have a layer of haze.

"Doctor Fang...... The fourth prince confessed before leaving, if he can't come back, he will order Zilong to escort Doctor Fang back to Jingguo......" Although Xue Zilong's voice was resolute, he couldn't hide the slightest hoarseness.

"......" Fang Qing only felt that his heart was like a knife.

"Who?!"

Before Fang Qing could react, he saw Xue Zilong's crane eyes suddenly concentrate, and the strength of his whole body suddenly tightened, and he looked out of the courtyard vigilantly, and flew out in a few arrows.

Outside the outer wall of the courtyard, a black shadow fell from the roof of the house, and fell heavily beside the willow tree outside the courtyard, crawling on the ground with difficulty, and his mouth was slurred and made an indistinct sound.

Xue Zilong waved a cold sword, his eyes gathered, and he stepped forward cautiously, and when he was a few feet away from the aisle, he heard a faint cry for help from the people on the ground: "Commander Xue...... Fast...... Fast...... Hurry up and save the Four Princes, he's in... In the ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he groaned a few times and slammed on the ground.

"Flying Tiger! Flying Tiger! Han Feihu! Only then did Xue Zilong discover that the person who was crawling on the ground was actually Han Feihu, who was thirteen miles of iron and blood, only to see that he was covered in blood, his qi pulse was weak, and he was extremely seriously injured!

"Flying Tiger!" No matter how Xue Zilong called, Feihu closed his eyes tightly and did not react.

Fang Qing, who heard the sound, was frightened by the breath in front of him, the flying tiger was wearing the night clothes when Zhao Zhi left last night, with the rising moonlight, a large pool of blood under the flying tiger's body burst out a large area of red, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell.

Fang Qing stepped forward to hold the pulse of the flying tiger, his breath was free, his five organs were damaged, and then he looked at the countless sword wounds on his body, large and small, it seemed that he had escaped death.

Fang Qing didn't dare to delay, took out the golden needle from his sleeve, and moved quickly on the flying tiger's body, "Commander Xue, I sealed several major arteries on his body, which can only temporarily stop the bleeding, he is seriously injured, carry him into the room, I will carefully check him." ”

Xue Zilong was suspicious of the origin of the other party's divine doctor at this time, and no matter how unclear he was about the relationship between him and the four princes, he could only do what he said and save Feihu's life.

……

In the dead of night, the dim candlelight in the room made a sizzling sound, Xue Zilong and Cardamom stood far away from the bed, quietly looking at Fang Qing.

On the side of the bed, enough candles were lit so that Fang Qing could take a closer look at the Flying Tiger in front of him, the Flying Tiger was estimated to be the youngest Predator among the Thirteen Iron-blooded Youths, Fang Qing carefully unveiled his night clothes, and the Flying Tiger's bronzed sturdy skin was presented in the candlelight shadows.

Blunt knife wounds, feather arrow wounds, sword wounds......

Flying Tiger's upper body actually had eighteen sharp blade wounds, and each wound was close to the point, and at first glance, it was injured by a master.

"Doctor Fang...... Flying Tiger, he ......" Xue Zilong, who had been standing on the side for a long time, changed his usual taciturn appearance and cast an anxious gaze at Fang Qing.

Fang Qing's hand to clean the wound stopped, and threw a blood-red handkerchief into the copper-colored basin, and in an instant, the clear water in the basin was thick with blood and a hint of sweetness.

"This tastes ......" Fang Qing felt a twitch in his heart, and suddenly fell into deep nervousness, "It's not good, this sweet and greasy taste is not blood, it's Youlong Grass!" Groove cake! ”

"Doctor Fang......" Seeing that Fang Qing's face suddenly became nervous, Xue Zilong's heart tightened.

"Who the hell is it...... Don't....... Fang Qing scooped up the bloody handkerchief from the basin and muttered alone. Xue Zilong didn't know, thinking that Fang Qing was frightened by this bloody scene.

"In the arrow wound that stabbed the flying tiger, there is the smell of dragon grass, this grass will not hurt people's lives, but it will attract red-blooded bats, if someone has a heart to do this, then the red-blooded bats will follow the taste to chase ......"

"So it's very likely that the Flying Tiger will ...... It was they who deliberately put back the ventilation message, with the intention of finding our traces......" Xue Zilong's eyes sank, and a trace of rich Rui coldly floated on his eyes.

"We'll move overnight!" Xue Zilong's tone at this time completely showed the calmness and decisiveness of an iron-blooded leader.

"No! Feihu can't be transferred now, he is too seriously injured, if he tosses him at this moment, I am afraid that his life will be lost! Fang Qing looked at the Flying Tiger with his eyes closed, and his heart was full of anxiety and panic.

"Then ......" Xue Zilong's brows tightened, and his eyes were thick and scattered into patches of black, "Divine Doctor Fang, I'll go and lure them away, and the Flying Tiger will be handed over to you." Whatever happens, don't go out of the yard. ”

With that, Xue Zilong tore a few bloody fragments from Feihu's night clothes, and took out a dagger from his arms.

"Doctor Fang, this dagger is the personal belongings of the four princes, and it is also the military talisman of our iron-blooded army. Xue Zilong paused, a sour lump in his throat, "The fourth prince said, if he doesn't come back, let me give it to you, this ...... You keep it for yourself. ”

Fang Qing only felt a sudden pain in his heart, he couldn't breathe in pain, and his mind was blank, "What do you mean if he doesn't come back, I don't want his dagger, don't ......"

Xue Zilong grabbed Fang Qing's slender hand, stuffed it into Fang Qing's hand, and paused word by word: "Fourth prince, take me and others like brothers, I hope you don't let him down." ”

……

Before Fang Qing could react, Xue Zilong flew and disappeared into the cold moonlight of the long night.

Zhao Zhi ...... Zhao Zhi...... You must not have anything, you must not ......" Fang Qing shouted angrily over and over again in her heart.

Without medicinal herbs and tools, the flying tiger in front of him will not bleed to death if he is healed, but will also die of internal organ failure.

Cardamom seemed to see Fang Qing's urgency, a pair of immature eyes were full of tears, and she muttered to herself, "Sister, the fourth prince, he...... Isn't it...... Isn't it ......"

"It's not!" Fang Qing's unknown anger rushed into his chest, and he roared at Cardamom.

But he can't pass his own level, a flying tiger is still so badly injured, let alone others.

Helpless, helpless, fearful, anxious, a heart-rending feeling, about to tear Fang Qing apart, Fang Qing's tears could no longer be held back, fell down with a bang, squatted down along the edge of the couch, a pair of arms as thin as lotus roots wrapped around his knees, and choked in his heart: What should I do, how should I save him......

"Sister, what herbs do you need, sue sù cardamom, I'll buy it."

Fang Qing looked at Cardamom with teary eyes, and Cardamom's swollen red eyes looked at Fang Qing.

…… Fang Qingliang thought for a long time, and ten thousand kinds of recipes flashed in his mind like meteors, and there were words in his mouth, but in the end, a pair of clear eyes dimmed......

Fang Qing shook his head vigorously, "It's useless, the flying tiger is too badly injured, he needs purple bead grass and ink lotus, this kind of herb is not a rare medicinal material if it is in Jingguo, but this is the northern border of Wu country, it is impossible to grow such herbs at all; Even with these two herbs, if there is no assistance from Tianshan Linglong, I am afraid that if I live, I will be a wasted person. ”

"Purple Bead Grass, Ink Dry Lotus, Tianshan Exquisite ......" Cardamom stood up abruptly with a thin body, "Tianyun Market!" ”

"Skycloud Bazaar?"

"That's right, sister, in Tianyun Market, there must be the medicinal herbs my sister said, and I will buy cardamom." Cardamom's watery eyes suddenly shone brightly, and her eyes were full of hope.