"Mu Qiuxia, he has agreed, you should be able to go with us now, right?"

Seeing that Fengyun affirmed his performance, Dongshi immediately turned his head to Mu Qiuxia's location and asked her questions.

He decided to get things to a conclusion as soon as possible.

He had a hunch that the longer it dragged on, the worse it would be for him.

Of course, he would have this idea, and a large part of the reason was that he was concerned about the situation of the Crow King's son, the so-called Seven Princes.

He's in a bad situation.

Even though he was a true mid-level totem warrior who could hold his breath for a considerable amount of time, he didn't just have to hold his breath now.

He saw that his condition was getting worse and worse, the divine light in his eyes was slowly fading, and his eyes began to become dull, if it wasn't for the wind and clouds holding him, he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

He didn't know that the Seventh Prince had been paralyzed by a crossbow arrow that had pierced his cervical vertebrae, otherwise he would probably have behaved in another way.

What he said to Fengyun was not all lies, he asked Mu Qiuxia to follow him, and it did have the purpose of asking her to help the Seventh Prince stabilize his injuries and treat them.

Although he has a high status among the Crow tribe, he always remembers that he is only an outsider.

Even though the Crow King valued him very much, he still didn't get carried away, thinking that he was irreplaceable in the eyes of the Crow King.

The Seventh Prince is the son of the Crow King, and he is also the one he attaches great importance to, if he really has an accident and is considered to be unable to save him, he believes that the Crow King will never be without reaction.

Even if he didn't kill him out of anger, he would definitely not pay attention to him anymore, and if he lost his attention, his status in the Crow Tribe would decline, his treatment would be lowered, and he might even be squeezed out of the Crow Tribe in the end.

This is absolutely intolerable to him.

He had paid too much in order to enter the Crow King, in order to get the attention of the Crow King, and he almost lost his life many times, and he would never allow this kind of thing to happen.

Therefore, he must save the Seventh Prince, even if he has to give up the low-hanging victory.

It is a pity to give up this opportunity to win the Baicao tribe in one fell swoop, but he still has the opportunity to lead people to attack again, and with the current gap in strength between the two sides, he is full of confidence in victory.

But there is only one chance to save the Seven Princes, and it must be seized immediately, and the slightest hesitation will be lost.

"I'll go with you now. ”

Mu Qiuxia was also extremely crisp, without a trace of mud and water, and as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately walked out of the crowd.

"Wu ......", "Wu ......", "Wu ......"......

When the people on the Baicao tribe's side saw her actions, they all opened their mouths.

"Don't say anything. ”

Mu Qiuxia didn't give them a chance to speak at all, and interrupted them loudly.

Rustling......

Mu Qiuxia walked on the ground covered with bamboo leaves, and the sound she made was not loud, but it attracted the attention of everyone at the scene.

Their eyes were all focused on her, and moved with his movements.

There were also different emotions in their eyes.

After a while, Mu Qiuxia walked to Fengyun's side, stopped, looked at Dongshi, and asked, "Can I go now?"

"Absolutely. Before I go, though, I have a request. ”

The middle-aged man showed a hint of embarrassment.

"You want to go back?"

Fengyun's face immediately turned cold, and his gaze at Dongshi became sharp, like a knife.

Mu Qiuxia's expression also became unkind.

"No, no, no. You misunderstood, I have absolutely no intention of repenting, I am just making a request, absolutely nothing else. Besides, I've sworn by heaven that I won't go back on no matter how bold I am, won't I?"

The middle-aged man immediately defended his actions.

"And what exactly do you want to do?"

"I want Mu Qiuxia to help the Seventh Prince heal his injuries first. ”

The middle-aged man reached out and pointed to the Seventh Prince who was holding Fengyun's hand, and then said, "The Seventh Prince's injuries are serious now, and they are constantly getting worse. If he does have an accident, it will be very bad for me and for you, please understand. ”

"Okay. I'll take a look at it for him. ”

Mu Qiuxia took two more steps forward and came to the side of the Seventh Prince, first looking, then reaching out and touching his neck, and finally opening his eyelids and looking carefully.

"How's it going?

As soon as Mu Qiuxia finished the examination, the middle-aged man couldn't wait to ask.

He very much wanted to know about the situation of the Seventh Prince.

If he forgoes his low-hanging fruit, and ends up with a dead prince, his loss will be too great.

He expected Mu Qiuxia to give a positive answer, even if he had just sent someone to the Black Crow King, and he would die.

"Nothing was a big problem. His injuries appeared to be severe, but they weren't really anything, except that the part of the arrow he had hit was peculiar. ”

Mu Qiuxia's expression was very indifferent, and she looked like an ancient well without waves.

"But why is his improvement getting worse and worse?"

"It's simple, just holding your breath and losing blood. These were simply not enough to threaten his life. ”

"I'd like to ask you to help him heal. The state of the seventh prince is good, and it is possible that the king will change his attitude towards the Baicao tribe. ”

"He's going to change?"

Mu Qiuxia let out a sneer, but she still set out to help the seventh prince heal.

She first took out a small wooden bottle from the bag she was carrying, poured out a red pill, pinched open the mouth of the seventh prince and stuffed it in, and then pinched his throat several times with her index finger.

After a short while, one saw his mouth open on its own, and then a large stream of blood spurted out, contaminating a large area of the ground.

"Mu Qiuxia Wu, the Seventh Prince, he ...... What's wrong with him?"

Seeing that the seventh prince suddenly highlighted such blood, the middle-aged man was a little panicked.

"It's just bruises, and if the bruises don't come out, how do you make him breathe?"

Mu Qiuxia glanced at the middle-aged man, looking like you are really rare and strange.

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately fell on the blood stains on the ground, and found that their color was purple-red, and some coagulated blood clots could be seen among them, knowing that Mu Qiuxia was telling the truth.

"Mu Qiuxia Wu, I ......"

He was about to apologize, but she interrupted him and said coldly, "Don't bother me." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out another bottle from the bag, this time made of stone.

She removed the cork and sent the mouth of the bottle under the nose of the Seventh Prince. (To be continued.) )