Chapter 302: Wake Up!

As time went on, it got colder and colder, and the snow got heavier.

The snowflakes fluttered down from the sky, and I don't know how many people's hearts were softened. Looking at this wonderful scenery, I have an urge to retreat.

The roof of the thatched hut was covered with layers of snowflakes, and if it weren't for the soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army who cleaned the snowflakes on the roof every day, the whole thatched hut would have been crushed and shattered.

Shivering, many of the Royal Forest Army soldiers stationed under the heavy snow were trembling slightly, and the armor they were wearing even formed a thin layer of ice.

Although the thatched hut is a little dilapidated and not able to withstand the cold wind and snow, it is at least much better than the outside.

"Hmm-" With Xu Muchuan's hoarse mutter, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei, who were waiting quietly in the thatched house, were immediately stunned and looked at Xu Muchuan in unison.

Blurriness, headache, weakness...... Xu Muchuan's first reaction when he opened his eyes was extremely uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty (Childe), you're awake." Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei saw that Xu Muchuan had finally woken up, and the two of them said in unison with joy on their faces.

Xu Muchuan shook his head slightly, and the vague appearance in front of him slowly became clear.

"You ...... Where is this? After a while, Xu Muchuan saw Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei who were gloomy and anxious in front of him, and tried his best to open his chapped and pale lips.

"Childe, we are in an extremely hidden mountain, not far from the capital." Wen Ruofei saw that Xu Muchuan wanted to sit up, so he immediately stepped forward and gently supported him.

After some tossing, Xu Muchuan finally changed his posture and gently leaned on the cold wooden board behind him: "Fu ...... What about Brother Fu? ”

At this time, Xu Muchuan was extremely weak, and he used all his strength to say a word, and the strength of his voice was like a mosquito flapping its wings.

Hearing Xu Muchuan's question, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei's eyes immediately dimmed a little. The two couldn't help but look at Fu Hengsheng, who was quietly walking on the cold wooden board on Xu Muchuan's left side.

Xu Muchuan looked at their reactions, was stunned, and then followed Ran Hong's gaze to his side.

"Brother Fu, what's wrong with Brother Fu?" Xu Muchuan's bloodless face was a little worried, especially his dry eyes, which were flashing with countless urgent emotions.

"Ahem...... cough-" Looking at Fu Hengsheng, whose clothes and armor were a little messy, and looking at Fu Hengsheng, who was covered in black and red blood stains, Xu Muchuan couldn't help coughing.

"Childe, don't be angry, General Fu has nothing to do, but he was injured and fell into a coma." Wen Ruofei immediately stepped forward and patted Xu Muchuan's back, making Xu Muchuan's body slightly comfortable.

Ran Hong tried his best to hide his unbearable look on the side, clenched his teeth and did not speak.

After Xu Muchuan took a few deep breaths, he slowly calmed down the anxiety in his heart, and his cough gradually stopped.

Smack...... Smack......

The sound of steady footsteps came from outside the thatched hut, and it grew louder and louder.

Seven Kills was still wearing a dark black robe, and the hat on the robe almost covered his face. He held a rough wooden bowl in his hand, and hot water rose from it.

"Lord Xu, since you are awake, let's drink this bowl of soup and medicine!" In the past two days, Seven Kills found some herbs on the mountain, boiled the decoction early and heated it aside, waiting for Xu Muchuan to wake up.

Seven Kills held the wooden bowl and slowly walked towards Xu Muchuan, without any fluctuations on his face.

"Who are you?" From the first moment Seven Kills entered the door, Xu Muchuan focused his eyes on him.

Seven Kills slowly placed the wooden bowl next to the table next to Xu Muchuan, and then said in a deep voice: "Seven Kills, Your Majesty sent me to secretly protect Lord Xu." ”

"Seven killings......" Xu Muchuan frowned, his eyebrows lowered slightly, and he muttered thoughtfully.

Just slightly silent for a while, Xu Muchuan stared at the Seven Killings, and said in a deep voice: "Presumably, you have solved a lot of troubles for me for so long!" ”

Seven Kills was silent, just looked at Xu Muchuan indifferently.

Seeing that the seven killings were silent, Xu Muchuan knew that he was right. Because for more than a year, although he has often encountered some assassinations and attacks, few people have been able to approach him Xu Muchuan, which made Xu Muchuan very curious, and now that he saw the seven kills, Xu Muchuan knew why.

"I want to ask, how is Brother Fu now?" Xu Muchuan was not in the mood to drink medicine now, and his whole mind was on Fu Hengsheng, who was unconscious on his side.

"It's not good, he lost too much blood, even if I suppressed his injuries these days, he wouldn't be able to last long." Seven Kills groaned for a moment and told Xu Muchuan the truth.

Hearing this, Xu Muchuan's body trembled involuntarily. Then, Xu Muchuan's eyes opened sharply, he exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and asked very solemnly: "Since you said so, then there must be a solution, please let me know." ”

I thought that after Xu Muchuan heard the news, he would have some violent mood fluctuations and react violently, but seeing that Xu Muchuan was extremely calm, Seven Kills' eyes couldn't help but flash a glimmer of light.

"Yes, but it's hard." Seven Kills replied indifferently.

"Please." The rise and fall of Xu Muchuan's chest slowly calmed down, and after glancing at Fu Hengsheng deeply, he said.

"Go back to the capital and find the saint, he still has a chance of life." Seven killings said indifferently, without saying a word of nonsense.

Xu Muchuan's brows furrowed into a "Chuan", thinking carefully about what Seven Kills said.

Seeing that Xu Muchuan was deep in thought, Seven Kills didn't stay in the thatched hut for long, so he turned around and left here directly.

Subsequently, the figure of the Seven Kills disappeared, and only Xu Muchuan was left in the entire thatched house.

In the next period of time, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei told Xu Muchuan about the death of the night crying army.

"Early tomorrow morning, let's leave for Beijing." Xu Muchuan drank the decoction on the table into his stomach in one gulp, and said firmly.

"But Childe, your body ......" Although Wen Ruofei also wanted to return to Beijing immediately, Xu Muchuan's body couldn't withstand the toss, and he showed anxious and helpless looks on both sides.

"It's okay, I can't die yet." Xu Muchuan closed his eyes, remembering the moment of life and death from the cold blade before, and also thought of the scene of Fu Hengsheng desperately saving him.

Seeing that Xu Muchuan had made up his mind, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei didn't admonish him. Because they were also very worried about Fu Hengsheng's injury, they were afraid that Fu Hengsheng would not have much time to hold on.