A flash of cold light.

Lu Yixuan hurriedly gathered his momentum and turned around to press the crook of the man's arm, and the tips of his fingers folded to the hidden weapon lotus stem, which was metallic and cold to the touch.

Good guys, open guns don't make secret arrows!

"It's just a little trick to carve insects." Lu Yixin pursed her lips and snorted contemptuously, but saw the cold light passing under the eyes of the man's fox shell, her fingertips snapped, and the originally closed mechanism lotus suddenly dispersed, and the ten lotus petals were agile and dexterous.

Lu Yixuan was pushed to the ground by this backward force, and was shocked, the original lotus tip actually bloomed into a lotus flower like a bloom, and several bone needles burst out of the bushes, if it weren't for Feng Ming's evil eyes and quick hands, it should be her who was caught off guard and seriously injured now.

Blood stains stained the man's sleeve robe, his palm was pierced by three bone needles, and the red blood was falling on the dust drop by drop along his slender fingertips, and at the same time, almost half of the battalion screamed and wailed, this secret weapon had hurt countless people in a moment.

The man raised his hand slightly, and the scattered light and shadow sparks tried to clench his fingers, the pain was really clear: "It seems that I have learned wisely." He seemed to be talking to himself, as if he were speaking to those who hurt people with hidden arrows.

Before the words fell, the two black streaks rising under the high wind were like thunderbolts rushing straight to Feng Mingxie's back, and the curved dagger was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter in the middle of the night, "ding", the crisp sound was very good in the night, and then "click", and it was another sound, and the black shadow took advantage of the fierce strength to split a void in vain, without him, just because of the short and concise dagger in his hand, I don't know when it will be broken.

The momentum stopped abruptly.

The black shadow assassin gasped and was stunned, and looked closely, it was actually a hidden weapon bone needle hidden in the sleeve of the man, and he stabbed the dagger in his hand so hard, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and his back molars were bitten hard, and the palm wind of the other side had forced to the door of Feng Ming's evil face, and the man turned around to block, and the brilliance of the robe turned seemed to be the annihilated fireflies and butterfly wings in the dark night, and the elbows "banged" into each other, and the horse's half-span swept over, and the feathers that could not be concealed under the white robe of the moon dazzled everyone's eyes with the slight light of the stars. The Assassin had fallen two feet away.

"Little Prince!" Lu Yixuan's heart was frightened, she turned over and wanted to rush forward but was entangled by the assassins who took advantage of the situation, she had palpitations, and she didn't dare to leave the man's half body in the corner of her eyes, I don't know if it was her own trance, Feng Mingxi's fingertips trembled, he staggered lightly, his left hand hurriedly stroked his chest, and pinched the crook of his arm in vain, and even his expression was tense for a moment, and the pain was fleeting, and for a while, the forest screamed, and the ebony arrows came overwhelmingly.

Everyone fled in a panic to dodge, the man bent his fingers and clasped his shirt as if for a moment, the cold light that flashed from the side cut his sleeve robe, the gold and silver threads flashed like scattered pearls, and before he could stand firmly, he only heard the arrows whistling in the swift wind, "snort", easily scratched Feng Mingxie's right shoulder, the stinging pain of the shoulder blade and the soaking of blood stains made his consciousness return a little, he shook his head and felt more and more that the people in front of him were blurred and distant.

The noise of the camp made it impossible to tell where the sound came from, and in the distance was Su Yicongee's command, Ruoding, who rushed into the forest to capture the thief with the team around him, and - it seemed to be Lu Yixuan's voice, far and near.

Feng Ming Evil.

Feng Ming Evil.

She was calling, flustered.

In the rain of bullets, the thief would not give a moment of respite, the assassin saw that Feng Ming was distracted, Lotus turned his hand and rushed straight away, Lu Yixuan's shout was stuck in his throat, the long sword in his hand swept horizontally and jumped over and grabbed the assassin's wrist, his thumb was just on his tiger's mouth, pinched it fiercely, and the elbow hit the maniac's arm bend acupoint, the pain was like a sharp knife scraping through the meridians, the back of the hand had been twisted by the little girl with great force, and it seemed that the misplaced bones could be heard "clicking" and shattering, Lu Yixuan didn't want to take note of this strength at all, and the assassin whimpered, and his fingertips loosened slightly.

The lotus fell into her hands, Lu Yixin didn't think about kicking his legs and put them on the man's knees, and when he was in pain, he raised his hand and stabbed the hidden weapon into the man's chest without hesitation, twisting slightly, "Oh", the lotus flower suddenly opened, and ten bone needles pierced into the heart of the black shadow-

Blood burst and spurted to death.

Lu Yixuan was covered with disgusting blood stains, she gasped heavily, this action was electric and flint almost didn't have any thoughts, she just wanted to kill this madman!

I didn't dare to imagine what would happen if this secret weapon pierced the little prince's chest, she couldn't think about it, she was terrified, hot sweat broke out in her palms, and her shoulders suddenly sank, it was Feng Mingxie who couldn't support her body and fell into her arms.

Scare?

Lu Yixuan couldn't care about being covered in blood, and hurriedly hugged the man and fell into the grass.

"Little prince? Little Prince! The girl wiped the blood on her face and was at a loss, Feng Mingxie's face was not good, her finger bones were tightly clutched in her long shirt and turned white, he was stabbed by bone needles and suffered arrow wounds, but she couldn't suddenly have a different color on her face or even her steps were vague and she had no ability to stand, "General Qiu - call Doctor Jiang quickly!" She screamed hoarsely.

Qiu Lian, who came in a spark dress, was carrying Jiang Hong, who was rescued from the crowd, and the old military doctor's expression changed dramatically when he saw it: "Quick, send the prince back to the camp tent!" ”

Qiu Lian didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly picked up Feng Mingxie from Lu Yixuan's body with the old military doctor, and rushed back to the back camp.

But Lu Yixin didn't move.

The night wind was cold, she didn't feel cold, there was still Feng Mingxie's blood on her hands, warm and warm, but she was called the six gods and no master, the little girl swallowed her saliva fiercely, her throat was dry and her eyes were dry, and even her breath seemed to be wrapped in a biting chill, and the assassins of more than 20 people in the camp were almost captured, saying that the capture was too much, and there were dozens or hundreds of corpses on the ground, and those assassins wrapped in animal skins and strange costumes were also one of them.

They are all madmen who don't want to die, and it seems that they have come to find an assassination that will end together.

", dirty thing!" Su Yicong's indignation and resentment were filled with resentment, and when he kicked the animal skin corpse at his feet, he saw that Lu Yixuan was still sitting in place, and he hurriedly pulled the dejected lieutenant from the ground, "What are you still doing stupidly!" ”

A battalion of thieves, dead and wounded, all over the ground are waiting to collect the corpses, and now the most important thing is the royal prince and nobleman in the camp, if there is a half-point difference, the heads of more than 1,000 people are afraid that they will not be able to ask for it.

Lu Yixin came to his senses and hurriedly rushed into the camp, Jiang Hong was rolling up his sleeves and talking to Qiu Lian softly, his eyebrows were frowning.

"Doctor Jiang, how is the little prince?" She hadn't gone in yet, and the words came first, and she was in a hurry.

Jiang Hong didn't speak, but his face was not good.

Lu Yixin looked back, the right hand of the person on the bed fell outside the futon, and the fingertips continued to drip blood stains, which had accumulated a thin layer in the small basin next to the couch, Lu Yixuan gasped, and hurriedly grabbed Feng Mingxie's hand, his palm opened three openings with a dagger, and the blood flowing in the basin was not as red as ordinary people.

"It's ...... Hidden weapons are poisonous? Lu Yixuan reacted, could it be that this was the reason why Fang Cai Feng Mingxie suddenly had a vague footstep and couldn't even dodge the ebony arrow?

"It's the Lone Ling Grass Poison, this kind of grass grows in the Northland, and Dayan doesn't exist......" Jiang Hong pursed his lips, "Fortunately, this poison attack takes a cup of tea, and it should be no big deal to release the blood and disperse the poison while taking advantage of this, but-" Jiang Junyi pointed to the case with a sigh.

Lu Yixin was wondering, if it wasn't for poisoning, why did Feng Mingxie's expression change suddenly, she looked at Jiang Hong's fingertips, only to find that there were three small silver needles next to the medicine jar, if not, it would be no different from an embroidery needle, this needle was bloody, and it looked like it was dug out of flesh and blood.

"What's the matter with these silver needles?" It is similar to the hidden weapons of the fur orcs just now, but Lotus cleverly shoots out cat bone needles, and the needle tail is sandwiched with a small poison sac, and these are too ordinary.

Doctor Jiang glanced at Dongting, and saw that he had no intention of stopping him, so he stepped forward and lifted Feng Mingxie's sleeves slightly, and the man's wrist had a small pinhole.

"These two silver needles were taken out of the prince's body, and when the blood was released, they happened to swim to the arm, and they were forced out when they noticed an abnormality." Jiang Hong sighed.

"He has silver needles in his body?" Lu Yixuan only felt incredible, and Su Yicongee on the side widened his eyes.

"A few days ago, the prince's old illness recurred, and in the next book, I thought it was just that the water and soil were not adapted, but I never thought that it was the silver needles in the body that affected the qi and blood through the meridians...... Originally, the prince planned to delay his return to Beijing to discuss again. Jiang Hong honestly doesn't intend to hide it.

Lu Yixin couldn't believe it, as if he was listening to something unbelievable, Feng Mingxi's body has always had silver needles wandering, why has he never heard anyone mention it?

Her suspicious gaze turned to Dongting, as if questioning.

Dongting pondered for a long time before he said: "The prince was young and saved the root of the disease that fell when he was young. He was succinct and to the point.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the camp knew most of them, indeed, they had heard that the prince of Fengyang had saved the Son of Heaven when he was young, no, he was still the prince of the East Palace at that time, so the first emperor and the current majesty were very kind to him, so he never told others - there was still a silver needle hidden in his body?!

"W-Can this be taken out?" Lu Yixuan grabbed Jiang Hong's sleeve and said eagerly.

Doctor Jiang shook his head: "For more than ten years, the silver needle has penetrated into the bones, if it is not for the coincidence that it has traveled to the skin, it is difficult to detect, and the most afraid of entering the heart and lungs is that it is precarious and powerless to return to the sky." ”

What kind of identity is Feng Mingxie, if he can heal him, he has already invited famous doctors all over the world, why let Mr. Xinglin and Tai Hospital ignore so many people who hang pots to help the world.

Lu Yixuan was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help clenching his fists, as if his brain was covered with an uncivilized fog, dazed and depressed: "What do you mean......" The fate of the little prince Feng is only known by God, not by man - maybe one day, he knows the destiny of heaven and is powerless.