In Guangning City

Xu Feng, who was sent to pursue the deserter, returned to the city. He chased him for more than ten miles, killed 4,000 enemies and captured 600 prisoners. If Duoyanwei had not been well-trained and protected his tail, the Jin soldiers who were scared by the wolves would have long disbanded.

As soon as Xu Feng entered the city, he rushed straight to Liang Huiyong and Yan Sikong to report his life. As soon as he met, he asked anxiously: "I heard that the Wolf King was seriously injured, how are he injured?"

Yan Sikong's face was as pale as paper, and he said expressionlessly: "General Que is treating the wolf king."

"Then..." Xu Feng was afraid to say something.

"He sent someone to the Medicine Valley." Yan Sikong closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "General Xu, what's the situation outside."

Xu Feng reported to the truth.

Liang Huiyong stroked his beard: "Six hundred people were captured, Sikong, what do you think should be done?"

Yan Sikong pondered for a moment before slowly opening his eyes: "The camp was attacked, and the flesh that reached his mouth flew away, and he also lost 20,000 troops. With Zhuo Letai's hot temper, I'm afraid he's crazy. At this time, I naturally have to add more fire to him."

"Kill the prisoners." Liang Hui said bravely.

Yan Sikong rushed to Xu Feng, "Save one to return and report to Zhuo Letai, just say... He will never want to step into Guangning in his life, whether it was twenty-one years ago or today."

"yes."

"Slow down." Yan Sikong looked down at his hands. There were still blood spots in the cracks of his fingernails and palm lines. It was Fengye's blood. The blood seemed to have penetrated into his body, making him still cold in the house surrounded by charcoal fire. He whispered: "Chop off their hands first."

"..." Xu Feng was stunned.

"The golden thieves robbed countless people in the Central Plains, robbed land, robbed property, robbed women, and robbed life..." Yan Sikong's eyes were cold, "I chopped them up and sent them to Zhuo Letai."

Xu Feng clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"

After Xu Feng left, Liang Huiyong said solemnly: "The Wolf King was injured and the news of Feng Changyue's troops should have reached Zhuo Letai's ears. Under such urgency, he may soon attack the city, and it will be another big battle."

The outcome is unpredictable.

"We have the chance to win the attack." Yan Sikong said tiredly: "But being buried this time almost ruined everything... This shows that not only are there traitors in the court, but also in Guangning City. Maybe it's in the army, General Liang, this matter needs to be thoroughly investigated."

"I've sent someone to check it out."

"Can it be the spy who has been in contact with Han Zhaoxing's eldest son?"

"Impossible." Liang Huiyong shook his head, "Every move he made is under our surveillance, and there is someone else in this matter."

Yan Sikong said in a cold voice: "Check it out, and you will find out if you search the entire army."

At this time, Feng Ye's bedroom door opened and Yuan Nanyu walked out of it.

Yan Sikong and Liang Huiyong both stood up and looked at him in panic.

Yuan Nanyu's face was covered in fatigue and worry. He sat down in the chair, his voice with a hint of fear: "That arrow... a little further to the left, he will die on the spot."

"Now... what's going on." Yan Sikong whispered.

"I have done everything I can, and the blood has stopped, but his heart veins are very weak and are still very dangerous. He must cure the injured organs before he can wake up."

"How to treat it? What medicine is needed?"

Yuan Nanyu glanced at Yan Sikong and said, "I'll tell you, don't be afraid."

"What else can I be afraid of at this time?"

Liang Huiyong also said anxiously: "Yes, Nan Yu, just talk about it quickly."

Yuan Nanyu took a deep breath and pointed to his chest: "I want to open... here."

Yan Sikong staggered back and stared at him like a bell: "...what?"

Open your chest? Can that person still survive?

"I know this sounds incredible. Many of the medical skills in Medicine Valley are shocking. I saw that my master had done it, and I... I didn't learn well, so I didn't dare to start." Yuan Nanyu said heavy, "If you hurry, the master will be here in a few days."

Liang Huiyong frowned and said, "Can the Wolf King... last until then?"

Yuan Nanyu bowed his head, and he could not answer this question.

Yan Sikong clenched his fists, walked towards the bedroom where Fengye was closed, and pushed the door open and went in.

The house was filled with a strong herbal smell. It felt bitter just by smelling it, so bitter that people dared not recall this devastated fate.

On the ground next to the bed was covered with a thick cushion, and Fenghun was lying on it, with white cloth wrapped around it, blood leaking out, piercing people's eyes.

It did not hurt the vital points, but it shed a lot of blood and would stabilize at this time. Like its brother, she was in a coma.

Yan Sikong walked to the bed and looked at Feng Ye lying motionlessly. His lips were blue and white, his cheeks were sunken, and his breath was extremely weak. In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight.

This is not the first time he has seen such a sick, haggard and embarrassed Fengye. Fengye was detained for half a year and was subjected to countless punishments. When he escaped from prison, the legendary prince Jingyuan, who could use one stone gun and two stone bows, was so weak that he could not even get on the horse.

But at that time, he was at least alive, and suffering and torture never wiped out his will, and his eyes were burning with the flames of revenge.

Now, he couldn't even open his eyes.

Yan Sikong leaned against the head of the bed, his mind was blank, not knowing what to think or what to do.

Before this, he had almost never imagined what to do if Fengye died. Fengye was the strongest, most powerful and courageous man he had ever seen. Such a person seemed to have an immortal body and could wander among the rain of guns and arrows, not to mention hundreds of thousands of troops.

But Feng Ye is just a flesh and blood body after all. Who can transcend birth, old age, sickness and death?

Thinking that Feng Ye would die, Yan Sikong felt suffocatingly fear. He had been entangled with Feng Ye for ten years, and this person had long become a part of him. What he wanted to peel off from his body was the word "love", but he knew that he could never peel off Feng Ye, because Feng Ye deeply planted his bones and blood and his soul. As long as he still remembers himself, he would remember Feng Ye.

Yan Sikong looked down at Feng Ye, and after a long time, he gently stretched out his hand and used his fingertips to describe Feng Ye's profound facial features. For the first time, he knew how to touch a person's body temperature would make people feel grateful to the gods and Buddhas.

At least still alive now.

The only thought in his mind was to keep his ban and survive.

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Seven days later, the carriages and horses from Yaogu arrived at Guangningwei.

At this time, Feng Ye was still in a coma, and Feng Hun had already awakened, but he was still very weak and could only eat liquid food every day.

There were three people coming to Medicine Valley, a man wrapped in a pure white cloak, wearing a straw hat and a white gauze, and two boys, a man and a girl, and two boys were carrying large medicine boxes.

The man had long silver hair flowing down his back, but he was tall and tall, with steady steps and no sign of old age.

Yan Sikong and Yuan Nanyu went to meet him. When they saw him, they couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that Que Linghu, the head of Medicine Valley, is not like the octogenarian he imagined? Although this person is mysterious, there are many rumors in the world. I heard that his age is nearly a hundred years old.

Yuan Nanyu knelt in the snow with a pounce and kowtowed heavily: "Disciple has seen Master."

Que Linghu walked over slowly, shook Yuan Nanyu's face with his sleeve, and said coldly: "What's your name for you to make in the world?"

The voice was clearly an ordinary young man.

"Disciple is ashamed."

"I thought I had already started my army? I had to make trouble for my old bones when I fell."

"Disciples are incompetent, and disciples are unfilial." Yuan Nanyu said cautiously, as if he was very afraid of Que Linghu.

Que Linghu snorted coldly.

Yan Sikong bowed respectfully: "I have met Master Que."

Que Linghu turned his head slightly: "You are the rumored Yan Sikong."

"It's the junior."

Que Linghu glanced Yan Sikong up and down in silence, and then said, "Take me to see the Wolf King."

After saying that, he made great strides into the mansion, and the two boys followed closely without looking at the people around him.

Liang Huiyong and Yan Sikong looked at each other and whispered: "What a mysterious thing, is this the so-called paradise?"

"Shh." Yuan Nanyu stood up and winked at them, "You must be respectful and humble in front of my master. If you make him unhappy, you will not end up well."

Yan Sikong frowned: "Qi Sect Gui Geng?"

Yuan Nanyu shook his head: "No one knows, I'm afraid he's over a hundred years old."

Liang Huiyong said in a panic: "What? He is an immortal?"

"He..." Yuan Nanyu said, "It is important to save people, let's talk about the others later."

They followed into the house.

Que Linghu was taking off his straw hat. He looked handsome, tall and handsome, with silver hair, and aura like a banished immortal. His face seemed to be in his forties, so how could he look old?

Yan Sikong and Liang Huiyong were both extremely shocked, only Yuan Nanyu's expression was as normal.

Que Linghu looked at the wolf on the ground, and Feng Hun also looked at him with his eyes half open.

Yuan Nanyu hurriedly said, "Master, don't care, that's the wolf king's wolf."

"It's almost dead, give me the medicine for my heart."

Yuan Nanyu said anxiously: "Master, this cannot be done."

"There are many wolf corpses in the city, which can be given to the head of Que." Yan Sikong said, "But this one cannot do it."

Que Linghu ignored them anymore and walked straight to Fengye's bed, tilted his collar and sat down, and reached Fengye's pulse. After a while, he turned around and glared at Yuan Nanyu: "You gave him Xuantian Pill."

Yuan Nanyu lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"That's something that saves life." Que Linghu said coldly, "Do you know it's precious?"
To be continued...