In a small dilapidated house outside the capital, Xu Muchuan lay quietly on the hardwood board inside the broken thatched house, his face was bloodless, and he looked a little scary.

Fu Hengsheng, like Xu Muchuan, lay quietly on the wooden board, but the paleness on his face was even more pale than Xu Muchuan.

The thatched hut is surrounded by green trees and snowdrifts, and the scenery is very pleasant.

There were only more than 80 of the original 300 Royal Forest Sergeants left, and each of them was covered in scars and blood stains, and the armor was torn and draped tightly over the body.

The guards, even though they were covered in blood, did not forget their duties. They divided into two groups and took turns to guard the outside of the thatched hut, sealing off the entire area, not allowing anyone or anything to disturb Xu Muchuan's recuperation.

Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei bandaged their wounds casually, and followed the man in the black robe out of the thatched hut.

"My lord, how are Childe and General Fu now?" Ran Hong glanced at the man with some curiosity, and then asked with a slight worry.

Wen Ruofei stood aside and did not speak, but the nervousness and melancholy on his face revealed his inner feelings.

Night Cry Army, Seven Kills. It's the man's identity, and it's the man's name.

"Lord Xu is out of danger, or he should wake up soon." Seven Kills' face always maintained an indifferent expression, as if everything in this heaven and earth could not arouse his emotion: "However, General Fu's injuries are a little serious, he is bleeding too much, I can only suppress his heart with an internal force, so that he can have more hope of living." ”

Originally, Fu Hengsheng was only injured in his left arm and shoulder, as long as he had time to deal with the injury, it would not be a big deal.

However, in the crisis situation at that time, Fu Hengsheng was so focused on Xu Muchuan's body that he completely ignored his injuries. Fu Hengsheng carried Xu Muchuan on his back and ran all the way, speeding up his blood flow and losing too much blood.

Now, Fu Hengsheng has completely fallen into a coma, and only with the full strength of the Seven Killings to seal Fu Hengsheng's heart, Fu Hengsheng can have a trace of vitality.

If it weren't for the Seven Killings, Fu Hengsheng's current corpse would definitely be cold. Because Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei had experienced a bloody battle, their strength had already been used up, and they couldn't suppress Fu Hengsheng's injuries at all.

"This ...... My lord, what can I do? Wen Ruofei took half a step forward with great anxiety, and asked worriedly.

Seven Kills groaned for a long time, looked at the direction of the capital from afar, and said coldly: "Night Crying Army, death doctor, can save him." ”

In just one sentence, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei instantly fell into a state of silence.

The Night Weeping Army, this is originally a completely hidden force in the dark. Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei didn't know anything except for the three words Night Crying Army.

There are seven people in the Night Weeping Army, although it is only a simple seven, but it is no less than 100,000 elite soldiers, or even more than 100,000 elite soldiers.

Everyone in the Night Weeping Army is a ghost talent and a master, and no one can mobilize it except for the Great Emperor of the Northern Abyss, Jun Yuyi.

Seven kills, that is, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei are indifferent men in front of them, he is only ranked seventh in the Night Crying Army, so you can imagine how strong the other six people are.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Ran Hong and Wen were not two of them joined forces, they would not be able to win the seven kills. Therefore, the martial arts of the Seven Killings are infinitely close to the super-first-class situation, and Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei are just first-class masters.

Dead doctor, the Night Weeping Army ranks fourth, except for the Great Emperor of the Northern Abyss, Jun Yuyi, no one knows what he looks like, and no one knows where he is going. Even the Seven Killings, who were together with the Night Weeping Army, didn't know the facial characteristics of the dead doctor.

"My lord, I beg you to inform me that the last man is going to die...... Where the dead doctor is, the last general will definitely not reveal half of the news. Wen Ruofei and Fu Hengsheng are generals together, the two are like brothers in life and death, Wen Ruofei is of course very worried about Fu Hengsheng's life.

Xu Muchuan is no longer in trouble, as long as he rests for a while, he will wake up, but Fu Hengsheng is still hovering next to the ghost gate, how can this not make Wen Ruofei and Ran Hong worried?

"I ...... I don't know, everyone in our Night Cry Army is not familiar with each other, and they don't know where they come from and where they are going, they only know how to act according to orders. Originally, he was indifferent and had seven kills, but his eyes suddenly dimmed slightly, and there seemed to be something hidden in the depths of his heart.

"This ......" Seeing that the only life-saving straw was about to slip from his hand, Wen Ruofei and Ran Hong's breath suddenly sank, and the scene became extremely solemn.

After a long silence, Seven Kills opened his cracked lips slightly, and spit out: "Today, only one person knows the location of the death doctor and the order of him. ”

After saying this, Seven Kills didn't say much, and slowly walked towards a big tree shrouded in snowflakes on his side, leaving an incomprehensible black back.

Hearing this, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei's eyes flashed with a brilliance of hope, but in just a moment, the hope in their eyes sank deep into their eyes.

When there is only one person who can order a death doctor today, except for the Great Emperor of the Northern Abyss, Jun Yuyi, there is naturally no one else.

Emperor Beiyuan!

What did Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei use to plead? What qualifications do they have to get the Emperor of the Northern Abyss to allow the death doctor to act?

Maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, a first-class master is a very worthy of intersection and wooing, but for Jun Yuyi, who is the king of a country, it is nothing.

If Fu Hengsheng is outstanding in his art of war and has the talent of a general, then Xu Jun Yuyi will spare his talent to save his life. However, if Fu Hengsheng really had the heart to make Jun Yu easy to cherish talents, then for so many years, Fu Hengsheng would not stay in the Wind Cavalry Army, but in the Night Weeping Army or other places.

It's hard, it's extremely difficult. A first-class master Fu Hengsheng who has no half of his life, and the whereabouts of the dead doctor of the Night Crying Army, the choice Jun Yuyi needs to make is easy.

"Even if I fight for this life, I must plead with Your Majesty." Wen Ruofei glanced at Fu Hengsheng, who was lying in the thatched hut with an extremely pale face, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

Ran Hong didn't speak, just quietly looked at Wen Ruofei's face, and complex emotions slowly rose on Ran Hong's face.

Today, it is the first time that Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei have heard of the person of the dead doctor.

Although they didn't know who the death doctor was, and they didn't know what the death doctor's ability was, since they could get the extreme recognition of the Seven Killings, then in the entire Beiyuan Kingdom and even the Kyushu Continent, the person who could cure Fu Hengsheng had to be the night weeping army death doctor.