Originally, General Murong and Murong Hongyu and Mo Xiuzhu had already fallen asleep, but suddenly they heard a rush of footsteps in their ears, and their years of vigilance made them open their eyes at the same time.

"Who!?" General Murong turned over and got out of bed, grabbed the sword hanging next to the bed, and in the blink of an eye, the sword was out of its sheath.

Murong Hongyu and Mo Xiuzhu also held swords in their hands and waited for them.

Mo Hanqing hugged Ye Qiqi's already cold body, and after rushing in, his voice shouted at General Murong in a panic: "Quick! Call all the military doctors to this king!! ”

"Your Highness??" General Murong was slightly stunned after seeing the person who was coming, and just as he was about to ask what was going on, a strong smell of blood came over.

He looked intently, and saw that the young man who had come to their tent in the evening was lying bloodless in King Jing'an's arms, a black arrow was stuck in her chest, and red blood was flowing out continuously.

"Seventy-seven!?" Murong Hongyu and Mo Xiuzhu were shocked when they saw Ye Qiqi in Mo Hanqing's arms, and they called her in unison.

"Shout the military doctor! Can't you hear me!? Mo Hanqing raised his head, and a pair of deep eyes bloomed with a coldness that almost froze to death.

"Yes...... Yes, yes......" General Murong finally came back to his senses, quickly put away the sword in his hand, and then lifted the curtain of the tent and ran out in a puff of smoke.

In just a few moments, all the military doctors in the entire barracks gathered in General Murong's tent.

"Your Highness...... What's going on?? General Murong looked at Ye Qiqi, who was carefully placed on the bed by Mo Hanqing, with a confused expression.

When he and Mo Xiuzhu went to listen to the corner before, didn't these two people kiss me and me in the tent, what are you going to do?

Why is it that in the blink of an eye, the young man is lying here with an arrow in his chest?

Wait a minute......

General Murong's eyes swept over the black arrow, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

"This ...... Isn't this the arrow of the North Star Boss!? General Murong was startled, brushed aside the military doctors, approached the arrow, looked at it carefully, and then raised his head suddenly, looked at Mo Hanqing, who was standing on the side anxiously, and said in shock: "You two, did you go to the military camp of Beichen Kingdom just now??" ”

"I'll explain this to you later." Mo Hanqing glanced at General Murong coldly, and then said to the military doctors: "Why are you still stunned, why don't you hurry up and save this king!?" ”

"This ......" those military doctors, you look at me, I look at you, and almost at the same time knelt down towards Mo Hanqing and said, "Your Highness spare your life, Your Highness spare your life!" ”

"What do you mean?" Mo Hanqing narrowed his eyes, looked at the few military doctors kneeling in front of him, and said in a gloomy voice.

"Your Highness, this sharp arrow hit the chest, although it did not hit the heart, but the injury was too long, and this young man has shed so much blood, I'm afraid ...... I'm afraid it's a lot of bad luck......" Among the several military doctors, one of the older ones came out tremblingly and said to Mo Hanqing.

"Yes, Your Highness, and ......," the other military doctor also hesitantly added, "even if it doesn't hurt the heart, but the Beichen commander likes to smear poison on his arrows......"