"How so?"

Xiao Ling frowned, looked at him with a solemn face, and said secretly: "Why can't I feel a little breath of life in his meridians, but an indescribable dead silence that makes me feel a little palpitation?" ”

Xiao Ling was puzzled, originally the immortal true qi had a miraculous effect on healing, but even though he tried more than a dozen times, the immortal true qi that entered the happy body was like a mud cow entering the sea, without a trace. What's even weirder is that the happy meridians seem to be a pool of stagnant water, but they are unfathomable, making people feel a little bit of life, but there is a kind of heartfelt trembling.

If it weren't for the heartbeat that was still present although it was extremely weak, Xiao Ling would probably think that the joy had died. It's just that on the surface, Happy is full of a faint sense of death, how is it different from a dead person?

What's more, Happy is covered in scars, if he can't awaken the potential of his body as soon as possible, I'm afraid he will really die after a long time. It's a pity that Sun Simiao is far away in Jinyang, and the whip is out of reach, Liu Zhong is seriously injured, and Xiao Ling, who is most suitable for healing happiness, is helpless.

"Whoever comes, stop, or there will be no mercy!"

"I'm Zhao Ziming of the Moon Worship Sect, how is the little prince, you let me go in and take a look!"

"General Qin has an order, no one is allowed to approach the little prince, otherwise he will be killed!"

Just when Xiao Ling was a little anxious, there was a sudden commotion on his side. Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly froze, like a sharp sword's gaze looked at the riot like electricity, and when he saw that the person who came was Zhao Ziming, his eyes moved slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Let Zhao Protector come in!" ”

"Lord Xiao, the general has an order-"

Before the cavalry commander finished speaking, Xiao Ling snorted coldly and said firmly: "Don't be wordy, delay the treatment of the little prince, who of you can take care of it?!" ”

The cavalry commander was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, he got out of the way, but his eyes kept looking at Zhao Ziming vigilantly.

It's no wonder that the cavalry commander is like this, firstly, because of his duties, and secondly, it is really Zhao Ziming's attire at this time that is too easy to misunderstand. Not to mention the clothes of the Yan Army, and the clothes were messy and bloodstained, but there were traces of smoke and fire on his face, which looked very embarrassed.

"Mr. Xiao, how is the little prince's injury?" Walking in quickly, Zhao Ziming asked. When he took a few steps closer, he saw Happy Happy, who was covered in blood, lying motionless on the ground, his breath was gone, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he almost lost his voice and exclaimed.

"You're just in time!" Xiao Ling raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ziming, and said in a hurried tone: "Use your true qi to help the little prince sort out the meridians, faster!" ”

"Good!" Although he was puzzled in his heart, Zhao Ziming also knew that time was pressing at this time, so he did not hesitate, and quickly sat down cross-legged beside Xingxing, closed his eyes and concentrated, stretched out his hand and stuck to the latter's dantian, and carefully conveyed the true qi to Xingxing's body. But the next moment, Zhao Ziming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Ling with a shocked expression.

"How can this be, no reaction?"

Hearing Zhao Ziming say this, Xiao Ling's brows couldn't help frowning even tighter, and he muttered, "Your true qi can't do it either?" I thought that I was of the same origin as the little prince's true qi, so it would be like this, but I didn't expect your alien true qi to invade, and he didn't react at all, it's really strange! ”

Zhao Ziming suddenly became anxious, like an ant on a hot pot, a little restless, his eyes were staring at Xiao Ling tightly, and he said eagerly: "What can I do about this?" The little prince is related to the rise and fall of the world, no matter what, we have to save him! ”

"Although the little prince's heartbeat is slow, it is still powerful, and he still has vitality, and he can hold on for a while." Xiao Ling took a deep breath and whispered in a solemn tone: "You must first treat the wounds on his body to slow down the loss of life force, and then do what he thinks!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Ziming agreed, and hurriedly took out a delicate bottle from his arms and handed it to Xiao Ling, "This is our Moon Worship Sect's wound medicine, which has a good effect on sword injuries!" ”

Xiao Ling took it silently, and then rushed to the side and stood in the distance, but for a moment he paid attention to the happy cavalry commander and shouted: "Take the spirits and gauze!" ”

"Poof—"

Continuously sprayed the liquor on Xingxing's body, the wine mixed with blood slowly slipped down, and the wounds on Xingxing's body were suddenly clearly exposed, looking at the dog's teeth intertwined, dense wounds, whether it was Zhao Ziming or the cavalry commander who was watching, their hearts trembled, and when they saw Xingxing's individual wounds rolled under the flesh and skin, there were faint sword marks on Sensen's white bones, and they were even more suppressed and gasped, and their hands and feet were cold.

The only one who was indifferent was Xiao Ling, his movements were very fast, and he was very calm and skillful in using needles and threads to stitch up the wounds on Gao Xing's body, apply wound medicine, and bandage them. After about a quarter of an hour's effort, Xiao Ling finally finished treating the wounds on Gao Xing's body, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh, and a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Looking at the happiness again, at this time he has been wrapped into a zongzi, his face is slightly gray, but his expression is very relaxed, and he does not feel the pain on his body at all, like a child who has fallen into a sweet dream.

Reaching out to probe the happy heart again, Xiao Ling's brows tightened slightly, and slowly relaxed, his eyes full of confusion and worry.

Zhao Ziming, who had been holding his breath and staring for fear of disturbing Xiao Ling, finally couldn't help but ask at this time, "How is it?" ”

Pursing his lips, Xiao Lingcai said in a low voice: "The heart pulse is quite stable, but he seems to have lost all consciousness. ”

"Even you are helpless, it seems that only Divine Doctor Sun and Daochang Yuan can save the little prince." Speaking of this, Zhao Ziming couldn't help but hesitate a little: "From here to Jinyang, it will take five days to go back and forth at the earliest, can the little prince's body last until then?" ”

"It's hard to say, now that the weather is hot, if the wound suppurates, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Xiao Ling shook his head and said: "The best way is to escort the little prince back to Jinyang, only in the city can there be the best place and medicinal materials for him to heal, and it can also save ordinary time!" ”

"This is a must!" Zhao Ziming hurriedly denied: "The little prince is so seriously injured, how can he withstand the bumps on the road, and the detour will delay a lot of time." If it is through Yingzhou, wouldn't it be a sheep into the mouth of a tiger and a little prince in danger? ”

Xiao Ling was about to speak, his eyes suddenly fell on Xingxing's chest, where there was a bloodstained Buddha pendant, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his expression suddenly became a little hopeful and eager.

"How did I forget you, I hope you can help the little prince!"

"Heavenly gods and Buddhas, I hope you will bless the little prince with good health!"

After praying in his heart, Xiao Ling solemnly placed the Buddha pendant on his chest at the position of the latter's heart, and then put his right hand on it, slowly injecting a wisp of immortal true qi into the Buddha pendant.

In Xiao Ling's extremely nervous mind, the Buddha pendant suddenly became hot, and then he saw a misty, extremely imperceptible consumption emanating from it, and at the same time, there was a broad and peaceful aura permeating, which made Zhao Ziming's heart clear, and the evil qi accumulated due to killing on his body also faded.

Seeing such a situation, Xiao Ling's heart was slightly relieved, but the immortal true qi was endlessly crossing towards the Buddha statue.

Xiao Ling could feel that when his immortal true qi entered the Buddha statue pendant, a strange power emanated and slowly seeped into his happy skin. Although this power is not as vibrant as the Immortal True Qi, it is more peaceful and can greatly stimulate the healing of the happy body.

Time passed little by little, and Xiao Ling was like an old monk in a settled place, motionless.

"General Qin!"

"Protector Zhao, how is the little prince's injury?" Nodding, Qin Qiong deliberately lightened her steps, and lowered her voice while looking at the sleeping happiness worriedly.

"I don't know much about it, but the little prince's injury is too serious, and Mr. Xiao said that only Doctor Sun can save him!" Zhao Ziming shook his head and said in a low voice.

Qin Qiong's breath stagnated, gritted her teeth, and said with a look of self-reproach: "It's all my fault, if I had come earlier, the little prince would not have been injured!" I'm damned, damned! As he spoke, Qin Qiong's emotions became excited again, and the iron tower-like body trembled like chaff.

"General Qin, we didn't expect Gao Baoning to be so cunning, it's not your fault!" Zhao Ziming pressed Qin Qiong's shoulder tightly, and said warmly: "The little prince is not here, the army still needs to be commanded by the general, and the general must not be rash!" After a pause, Zhao Ziming asked again: "What is the movement of the enemy army now?" ”

"Gao Baoning is dead, more than 30,000 have been captured by us, and even if the others escape, it will be difficult for them to become a climate!" Qin Qiong froze and said. With their mobility, it would not be difficult to capture all the 80,000 Yan troops, but they were worried about Xing's injury, so they just chased him ten miles and led the army back.

Speaking of this, Qin Qiong couldn't help but say suspiciously: "Protector Zhao, you set the fire in the Yan military camp?" ”

Zhao Ziming shook his head with a smile, and then glanced at Xiao Ling, who was not far away and was engrossed in healing his wounds, and then said: "I have to thank Mr. Xiao, if he hadn't led dozens of masters to kill the defenders in the Yan military camp, it would not be easy for us to win this battle." ”

Originally, he was happy to harass Yan Jun and consume Yan Jun's sharpness, but he didn't want to be entangled by Yunfei without checking for a while, so he was trapped by Gao Baoning. And Xiao Ling got a happy order, and waited for an opportunity to ambush and kill the master of the Heavenly Dao Sect together with the master of the Moon Worship Sect.

When Gao Xing was under siege, fighting with everyone in the Heavenly Dao Sect, and sent most of the men and horses to encircle and suppress Gao Gao and the others, Xiao Ling knew that it was difficult to rescue Gao Xing, so he sneaked into the camp in order to make dangerous moves.

After that, things were simple, Gao Baoning sent almost all of them to the war, and the rear was empty, which just gave Xiao Ling a chance to make a move, and also tilted the balance of this war.

In this war, whether it was happy or dead, Gao Baoning only guessed the beginning, but did not expect the ending. But whether it is for Xiao Ling, or Qin Qiong and others, this war is full of danger and luck, if Qin Qiong comes later, or Xiao Ling makes a slower move, I am afraid that the victory or defeat of this battle will be another situation.

Thinking of this, Qin Qiong couldn't help but feel a little palpitating. Now happy is unconscious, life and death are uncertain, and he can only pray silently.

After explaining the matter roughly, Zhao Ziming said again: "General Qin, Mr. Xiao said that he wanted to escort the little prince back to Jinyang overnight, what do you think?" ”

"What does Protector Zhao suggest?" Qin Qiong didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"If the little prince's injury can be stabilized, we should quickly escort him back to Jinyang!" Zhao Ziming pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "If you take Yingzhou, I'm afraid you will have to bother General Qin!" ”

"Okay, I'll arrange it!"