If it weren't for the fact that she put a paper talisman on Ye An Jiu's body, I'm afraid she really wouldn't have recognized this person as Ye An Jiu.

"Luoluo!" Ye An Jiu raised his head and looked at Feng Lingluo timidly, because the weather was too cold to hold his arm tightly.

"Why are you here?" Yan Chimu raised his eyebrows, the boredom in his eyes couldn't be stopped, and his tone was very surprised by the arrival of Ye An Jiu.

Yan Chimu said and slowly moved forward, as if he wanted to get close to Ye Anjiu.

Seeing this, Chiba also let go of Ye Anjiu, shrank his cold eyes, and walked towards his family.

Ye An Jiu's body shrunk, and his body trembled slightly, it seemed that Yan Chimu had caused a shadow to Ye An Jiu's injury that time.

"Master Guoshi, you don't treat the prince of a country like this, right?" Feng Ling raised her eyebrows and asked, her cold eyes full of mockery.

Seeing that Ye An Jiu was speaking for him, he quickly hid behind Feng Lingluo.

"Luoluo, I'm afraid!" Ye An Jiu grabbed Feng Lingluo's shoulder and secretly looked at whether Yan Chimu had come to his side.

"Hehehe!" Yan Chimu sneered, ignoring Feng Lingluo, and looked at Ye An Jiu.

"I'll regret it someday!" Yan Chimu said, and the sleeves of his robe flicked and turned to leave.

"You'd better not make any of it, otherwise you won't blame the deity for being ruthless to you!" Yan Chimu said coldly before leaving.

Ye An Jiu didn't speak, he should have been frightened by Yan Chimu's momentum, so his body trembled a little.

Feng Lingluo didn't understand Yan Chimu's words, what was the danger of a weak and pitiful little milk dog like Ye An Jiu.

At Feng Lingluo's insistence, Ye An Jiu finally joined the team, and everyone rejected the two, so only the two got along with each other.

"Jiujiu, are you okay with the injuries on your body?" Feng Lingluo was a little worried, and after cleaning up the mud on Ye Anjiu's face, she found that Ye Anjiu's face was pale.

"Luoluo, Jiujiu is fine, Jiujiu can still hold on!" Ye An Jiu's voice was like a sigh of relief, as if he would faint at any time.

After Ye An Jiu's words were finished, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Feng Lingluo was so frightened that she hurriedly supported Ye Anjiu's weak body.

"Don't be reckless, you stop first, I'll see!" Feng Lingluo pulled Ye An Jiu aside, and took off Ye An Jiu's clothes without caring about the strange eyes of others.

The wound actually cracked, Feng Lingluo frowned slightly, looking at Ye An Jiu's wound in a complicated way, the wound was very badly cracked, it was originally only two fingers wide, but now it is three fingers wide, if it is not sutured in time, I am afraid it is easy to be infected.

"Jiujiu, you bear with it first!" Feng Lingluo said and took out the needle and thread from the satchel on his body.

The people around were stunned, and people were injured and had to be sewn with needles and threads.

Everyone was watching Feng Lingluo's jokes, whispering that Feng Lingluo was a fool, saying that she was whimsical, and if she was treated with needlework, she would not hurt people to death, and the human body was not a piece of cloth, what needlework to do.

"I believe in you!" Ye Anjiu smiled faintly and nodded to Feng Lingluo.

Feng Lingluo didn't speak, but disinfected the needle with fire herself. Just when he was about to stitch up, he held Feng Lingluo's hand with one hand.

Feng Lingluo looked up and saw that it was Qianye, and before Feng Lingluo could speak, Qianye's eyes were filled with anger.

"If you don't remove the suppuration, it's easy to get infected!".

Feng Lingluo took a closer look, and sure enough, there was indeed a small piece of purulent blood on Ye Anjiu's chest, because it was too dark, so Feng Lingluo didn't see it.