All night, Yueli spent all night in fever.

After Bai Zhi disposed of Qian Hanyu's body, he asked the doctor to enter the camp tent to treat Yueli.

He had been waiting outside for most of the night.

Si Xueyi suddenly appeared outside the tent.

Bai Zhiruo knew Si Xueyi, but he didn't know what Si Xueyi had done when he came to Fufeng City.

Zhi Ruo said politely: "Lord Siyi, I don't know what you are doing here?"

Si Xueyi was dressed in a snow suit, slender and thin, and wore a jade pendant around his waist.

A washed white cyan robe hung on his body, and it fluttered away when it was blown by the wind.

From time to time, the snow-white lining of the robe is revealed, which makes people think of the pear blossoms rolling up in the spring breeze.

Probably because it was night, his hair didn't curl.

It's just loosely draped on the shoulders, and it looks more and more like ink, sparse and elegant.

The clouds and mist in the sky were scattered by the night wind, and the waning moon and starlight poured down, illuminating his countenance.

His face was slightly pale, but this paleness did not damage his demeanor, but only made him more and more mysterious.

And the most striking thing is not his handsome face, but his eyes.

The ink-colored pupils are three points darker than ordinary people, as if they can't shine a trace of light, and they are so weird that they are moving and elegant.

Xue Yi heard Bai Zhiruo's question, and smiled warmly: "I learned that His Highness was seriously injured and fainted, and he knows a little about medical skills, so I came to treat His Highness."

Bai Zhiruo's eyes lit up when he heard that Si Xueyi knew how to heal: "Since Lord Si Yi knows how to heal, let's go in and see His Highness."

The corners of Si Xueyi's mouth swept a smile, nodded slightly, and entered the tent.

Yueli lay on the collapse, her face pale, and the doctor touched her pulse.

Pierced her hand with a needle, between her forehead, but Yueli did not react.

Bai Zhiruo then followed.

Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with distress: "Your Highness...... Who was she hurt by? ”

Bai Zhiruo thought for a moment before blurting out: "It is His Highness who was injured by Long Baiyan's subordinate Shen Yan, he is holding an artifact Blood Feather Longbow in his hand, and he has to fight with the Xuanbing Rope in His Highness's hand."

When Si Xueyi heard the name of the Blood Feather Longbow, her brows couldn't help frowning: "The Blood Feather Longbow is one of the most powerful artifacts in the South China Continent, and once it is hit, it will definitely be a dead end."

His little Yueli, since he said cruel things that day.

He tried to avoid her.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for her to be so seriously injured.

Bai Zhiruo's lips turned white when he heard "a dead end": "That...... What should we do? ”

A faint smile flashed under Si Xueyi's eyes: "It's okay, you all go out, I can save her."

Bai Zhiruo's face was full of disbelief.

But now, he has no choice but to save His Highness.

Bai Zhiruo saluted and took the doctor out.

Si Xueyi walked to the front of the moon glaze, and his slender and good-looking knuckle hand applied spiritual power to the moon glaze.

Yueli frowned slightly, and Si Xueyi used almost thirty percent of her strength.

Only then did the broken veins in her body reconnect.

Sweat dripped from her forehead.

Every time she saved Yueli, the pain and pain on Yueli's body were reflected on Si Xueyi's body.

Si Xueyi's chest was suffocating, except for the pain of the wound on her body, Si Xueyi stopped.

His handsome face was completely pale, and his black hair was draped behind his shoulders.

Shen Yan is one of Long Baiyan's most powerful subordinates, although the martial rank is not high, but the blood feather longbow in his hand is very powerful.

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