The middle-aged man Dong Shi found that the direction where the sound came out was in the center of the crowd, that is, where Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia were located.

As for the person who sent it, he is also very familiar with it, it is Fengyun.

Knowing the owner of the voice, and then thinking of the content of the voice he made, he couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding in his heart.

"Hopefully my hunch isn't true. ”

He couldn't help but pray in his heart.

If something really happened to the Seventh Prince, it would be very unfavorable to him.

He needs to rush to Fengyun's side as soon as possible to figure out the situation.

When the warriors of the Black Crow tribe saw him knock his companion to the ground directly, they all subconsciously dodged away and made way for him, which also allowed him to see the situation in the crowd clearly before coming to Fengyun's side.

However, the moment he saw it clearly, his heart couldn't help but sink suddenly.

The Seventh Prince, who had been carried away by the wind and clouds, was now lying on the ground, his mouth and nose were bleeding outward, his body was constantly twitching, and his face, which had already recovered his blood color, became pale again, and it also revealed a faint cyan.

On top of that, his eyes began to glaze over, and his aura faded.

His eyesight was good, and with just one look, he immediately realized that the situation of the seventh prince had become very bad and was still deteriorating.

If he can't stop this deterioration, he can even predict that he will die soon.

Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia were squatting beside him, as if they were trying to find a way to rescue him.

"The Seventh Prince, he ...... How did he become like this?"

The middle-aged man walked quickly to Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia's side, and asked in a deep voice, his face was very ugly.

In order to save the Seventh Prince, he gave up his low-hanging fruit, and if the Seventh Prince also died, his loss would be great.

"He must have walked faster, and the shaking was a little bigger, which worsened his injuries. ”

Mu Qiuxia didn't raise her head, and threw out a sentence directly.

"Caused by the tremors?"

The middle-aged man's eyes turned to Fengyun, and he asked in a cold voice: "The Seventh Prince was carried by you, in this case, do you want to give me an explanation?"

"Confess, what confess, I don't think I'm at fault. ”

Fengyun raised his head and looked at Dongshi, revealing an innocent expression.

"You're not wrong? You say you're not wrong?"

Dong Shi's face was suddenly flushed with anger, and he was panting heavily, and finally managed to calm himself down, and said: "People have become like this, you still say that it is not your fault? I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people as you." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

"Thanks for the compliment? Am I complimenting you?"

Dongshi felt that he was about to vomit blood, and pointed at Fengyun with his finger: "You...... You ......" is not easy to say.

"Shut up. If you want your Seven Princes to live, shut up immediately. ”

Mu Qiuxia, who had been checking on the Black Crow King's son, seemed to be tired of the bickering between Dongshi and Fengyun, and shouted loudly.

"You...... Are you saying that the Seventh Prince is still alive?"

Dongshi, who heard the sound of Mu Qiuxia's strings, not only did not get angry, but smiled.

"Although his injuries are more serious, he will never die with me. ”

Mu Qiuxia didn't deliberately boast about herself, but listening to her, people couldn't help but feel a sense of trust.

"That's good, that's good. ”

After getting Mu Qiuxia's assurance, Dongshi finally relaxed.

Not only him, but the soldiers of the Black Crow Tribe at the scene also showed a relieved expression, and even a smile appeared on their faces.

They have been following Raven Ba for a long time, and they know him very well, once he gets angry, there is no reason to talk about it.

The Seventh Prince is his son, and if he dies, he will be furious.

According to his old habits, when he gets angry, his favorite thing to do is to get angry.

Once he starts to get angry, he will even vent his anger on some completely irrelevant people, and this time the injury and death of the Seventh Prince really have something to do with them, and they are afraid that they will be even more doomed.

"Don't make any noise, or don't blame me if your seventh prince dies. ”

Mu Qiuxia was obviously very dissatisfied with the noise of Dongshi.

"I ......"

Dongshi still had to defend himself, but when Mu Qiuxia suddenly raised his head and looked at him, he subconsciously closed his mouth.

After not bothering, Mu Qiuxia finally began to help the Black Crow King's son heal her injuries, this time her movements became much slower, and she seemed cautious.

In addition, the treatment process is completely different from before, and it has become much more complicated, and there are no less than ten drugs used.

In the process, she even took out a sharp small bone knife and cut through his body.

Although the process has become a lot more complicated, it can still be seen that with her operation, the condition of the Black Crow King's son is gradually being stabilized, and it has not been long, and there are even signs of improvement.

Dongshi's eyes never left Mu Qiuxia's hands, firstly, to prevent her from moving some hands and feet during the rescue process, and secondly, to see her superb medical skills.

Although Mu Qiuxia is famous, in fact, there are quite few people who have seen her rescue process with their own eyes.

The reason is very simple.

On weekdays, when she treats people's injuries, she often clears other people out and completes the treatment, so that people can get close to her, and don't let people see what she did at all.

This time, the Crow King felt very lucky to be able to see the whole process of her treatment of the Crow King's son, and the warriors of the Crow Tribe obviously thought so too.

They all stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks, and looked at the open space in the middle of the crowd, all wanting to see Mu Qiuxia's rescue process with their own eyes.

Fengyun squatted beside Mu Qiuxia, gave him a hand, and kept his head down.

However, his eyes kept turning, and he used the afterglow of his eyes to see every move of Dongshi and the other Black Crow Tribe warriors clearly, and a hint of joy couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

After Mu Qiuxia's efforts, the condition of the Black Crow King's son was finally stabilized, blood no longer came out of his mouth and nose, and a trace of blood appeared on his face, although he still looked weak, but people knew that he had passed the dangerous period.

Mu Qiuxia's movements did not stop, and issued an order to Fengyun, asking him to stabilize the body of the Black Crow King's son, and grasp the arrow that pierced his neck with his hand.

Then, she took out a larger bone knife, approached the arrow, and placed the blade on top of the shaft.

Seeing this scene, everyone's attention couldn't help but be highly focused, and they realized that Mu Qiuxia wanted to take the arrow off the crow king's neck once and for all.

Crunch crunch......

The bone knife made a screeching sound from the shaft of the arrow, but everyone on the side of the Crow Tribe listened to it very attentively.

Soon, the shaft of the arrow was about to be cut off, and at this moment, Dongshi suddenly jumped up and looked up at the sky. (To be continued.) )