Nangong Li thought about it, agreed, and took him back.

Hongyi was stunned when he saw Nangong Li bring back a bloody body.

When I walked over and took a look, I was even more shocked when I found that it was the Demon King.

"Save him!" Nangong Li said lightly.

Hongyi nodded, and immediately waved his hand to signal the military doctors to come over, picked up a stretcher and carried him to the inner room for first aid.

--

Three days later

Liyan had just recovered a bit, covered in bandages.

The power of the demon god gradually recovered.

As soon as Nangong Li came to the military doctor's tent camp, there was an urgent cry for help outside.

She looked from afar and saw the soldiers at the gate rushing towards the medic tent with a bloody corpse.

"Vice-marshal! Hurry up and call the Demon King, it's Deputy General He Yun! ”

One of the soldiers saw her and spoke eagerly.

Nangong Li ran over directly, and what caught her eye was He Yunxian's pale face without a trace of blood.

He was covered in multiple arrow wounds, and his armor was in tatters beyond description.

His blood flowed all the time...

Pale lip flap...

"Red, quick! He Yunxian is seriously injured! ”

The red clothes not far away immediately came over, and the moment she saw He Yunxian, she seemed to be unable to accept it.

After being stunned for a moment, Nangong Li pushed her before she reacted.

Tears, silently low.

She gritted her teeth and was not allowed to cry.

She's going to get her little brother back!

Nangong Li stared at the white tent, and her fingertips were full of bloodstains.

He Yunxian's blood...

Just now, he was still holding a cloth bag in his hand and didn't let go.

Minutes and seconds passed...

Nangong Li stood outside the tent, uneasy.

Liyan came out, having recovered all his wounds.

He looked at her, "Worried? ”

She glanced up at him, her face solemn and silent.

"Take it! Maybe it will work for him! Liyan spit out the Soul Suppression Bead and handed it to her.

“？” Nangong Li was puzzled.

"His physical body is seriously damaged, and his soul will be stripped off, even if the red clothes rescue his physical body, his soul must be damaged, and the soul suppression bead can lock his soul, take it!" Liyan looked at her quietly and explained.

It was the first time I saw her so worried about being alone.

So helpless, anxious, uneasy.

If he was in danger, would she be so worried about herself?

Nangong Li... I can't understand you anymore.

Nangong Li took the Soul Suppression Bead and walked towards the inner account.

What catches my eye is a pot of bright red water stains...

Piercing and cold...

Hongyi moved extremely quickly to repair all kinds of failing organs for him, and other military doctors were helping her.

The whole internal account is too busy.

She gently placed the Soul Suppression Bead on He Yunxian's pillow and quietly withdrew.

--

After an afternoon of rescue, He Yunxian was finally trampled back from the hands of death.

The red clothes were pale and tired.

She came out with the rag in her hand.

The pace was slow, as if she had been seriously injured.

Hongyi smiled weakly and handed it to her: "Little brother has been in a coma and wants to hand this over to you..."

Nangong Li's face was solemn, her fingertips trembled a little, and the thick smell of blood came to the tip of her nose.

Vaguely, she knew what was inside.

The fingertips trembled even more.

Open it and take a look.

Sure enough, it was the head of the king of the northwest.

He tried his best to complete the mission she had given...

Her eyes were red, and she grabbed the rag, her fingertips white.

After all, I couldn't bear it and cried!

"Sister Li'er... He was delighted... Can..."The words of the red cloth, before he finished speaking, the whole person went limp.

Fainted.