Chapter 7o4             I want to become the leader

"Your brother is really too much."

"That's right, this princess is graceful at least. He not only mocked me for being ugly, but also despised me as a child of a human woman."

My mouth pouted, and I wish I could go back to the demon clan and beat the false brother hard.

Feng Wuxin's little appearance made everyone feel very distressed. Chongjia looked at the woman standing in front of him, and a doting smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"The farther and farther away night will be, and by then I will naturally take you to pick the nine-tailed flowers."

"I just knew that Brother Chongjia was the best, better than them!"

As soon as he heard the Nine-tailed Flower, Feng Wuxin immediately laughed. Inexplicably, Chongjia's mood improved a lot.

The next day.

Feng Wuxin squatted in the camp tent counting the sand and gravel, and the bored ones were almost moldy. He just prayed that time would pass faster so that he could go to the top of the mirror to find Ziyun.

But then again, there are no mountains in this desert, so why is the place where purple clouds are imprisoned is called the top of the mirror?

It seems that it is only possible to wait until the full moon night to learn the truth.

Today's desert is extremely sandy, and you can detect the roar of the strong wind outside even in the tent.

"Why is the wind and sand so strong today?"

"If you go back to Your Highness, the wind and sand of the desert have been in the past two months, and the wind and sand are naturally very strong."

The guard answered Feng Wuxin's question.

One hour later, a team of people patrolling except the patrol returned, and it was Bali.

Bali as soon as he got off the horse, he signaled the guards to step forward and lift the seriously injured clan leader down.

"You guys are careful and go find the tribe's witch doctor."

The guards carried the seriously injured Chongjia back to the tent in a panic. Soon after, the witch doctor carried the tent in and out of the tent.

Feng Wuxin, who was standing outside the camp, smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, looked at Chongjia, who was unconscious on the bed, and frowned slightly.

"Brother Barry, what's wrong with Brother Chongjia?"

Everyone's hearts were all on Chongjia, and no one had time to pay attention to Feng Wuxin.

"No, the leader of the Chongjia tribe has lost too much blood. Our tribe does not have a better hemostatic herb. Only countries outside the vast desert can use human medicinal materials."

"If you go outside the boundless desert, you will not know when you will be able to come back. The leader of the clan cannot be delayed!"

Chongjia's injuries were getting worse and worse, as the naked eye showed, his face became paler. If he did not receive timely treatment, he would probably have to explain it here.

"I'll try it. I've studied with human physicians for a while."

Feng Wuxin stood up on his own initiative, walked to Chongjia despite everyone's gaze, and looked at the several herbs in the witch doctor's hand.

These herbs are all the best, but they are not symptomatic, which is harmful to Chongjia's condition and is not beneficial. She cannot take out the pills for Chongjia, so her identity will be exposed.

"Brother Barry, I will drag you back as much as possible."

The implication is that she also needs herbal medicine from the human world to cure Chongjia’s wounds.

"Your Highness, Princess, can you really treat your illness?"

This is not a joke. Chongjia is the leader of their tribe. The entire tribe has been entrusted with important tasks by the Emperor of Heaven. If the leader of Chongjia dies, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"This princess can clearly distinguish between the severity and the severity of the severity. Besides, without Brother Chongjia's help, I can't be able to inherit the position of the clan leader."

Feng Wuxin gave the causal relationship between Bali, because Chongjiaren took her into the forbidden area on the full moon night to take the Nine-tail Flowers to allow her to successfully inherit the position of patriarch. Naturally, she would not treat this matter as a joke.

"Okay, since that's the case, the head of the Clan of Chongjia will be handed over to His Highness the Princess and wait for me to come back!"

After the words came, Barry jumped and disappeared in front of everyone as fast as possible.

"Burn some boiling water and bring all the herbs that can stop bleeding, needles and threads, and a dagger."

Feng Wuxin signaled the witch doctor to do what he said, and glanced at the wound on Chongjia's back. The bones visible to the naked eye appeared in front of him, which showed how serious the wound was.

With a stinging sound, Feng Wuxin threw the damaged clothes on Chongjia's body aside and began to deal with the wounds of Chongjia.

The wound extends horizontally, and it seems that it is injured by the claws of a beast. Could it be that there are giant beasts in the vast desert? She didn't notice any beast's aura along the way.

"Give me the dagger."

Feng Wuxin took the dagger that had been sterilized by fire from the witch doctor, and cleared the sand from the wound bit by bit.

Clearing the debris in the wound is a meticulous job. If there is a slight mistake or distraction, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In such a tribe with backward medical conditions, a small grain of sand hidden in the mouth of the sand will kill a person.

"sewing!"

Finally, when the debris in the wound were removed one by one, Feng Wuxin picked up the needle and started to suture the wound.

But the wound was still oozing blood, and even Feng Wuxin's clothes were stained with blood.

Everyone around him did not dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing Feng Wuxin.

"Next, it depends on Brother Barry."

He let out a breath slowly, and Feng Wuxin had time to breathe.

In fact, Chongjia is no longer in trouble. The person she treated with Feng Wuxin himself would not have any thought of death.

That sentence is just for everyone to hear.

One of the reasons for treating Chongjia was to let him take him into the seal. If Chongjia died, who would know if something else would prevent her from entering the forbidden area and looking for Ziyun.

Finally, at noon the next day, Barry finally came back.

Barry, who was standing in front of Feng Wuxin, was wearing thick and thick clothes and handed the herb bag in his hand to Feng Wuxin.

"Princess, Your Highness, the medicine you want is here."

"Um."

After taking the herb bag, Feng Wuxin signaled the witch doctor to boil the medicine.

"Your Highness Princess, how are you doing with the clan leader?"

"Hmph, this princess will naturally guarantee that Brother Chongjia is safe when she goes out."

He raised his head, and his proud look made Barry want to rush up and kiss him to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness, is really a lucky star in our tribe!"

Suddenly, Feng Wuxin was lifted up by Bali, and the men beside him came up one after another and threw Feng Wuxin up and down!

"Stop messing around, I want to vomit, I'm dizzy!"

Feng Wuxin, who was thrown up and down by everyone, almost vomited it out. She hadn't eaten anything at all. Because of the treatment of Chongjia, she was concentrating on her whole night, and now she was thrown over by these reckless men, and her stomach felt nauseous.

After drinking the herbs, Chongjia Yi Zhang and the four of them looked a little rosy.

Holding beside the bed, Feng Wuxin wrung the handkerchief and applied it to Chongjia's forehead.

I have to say that Chongjia is quite handsome, with bronze skin and hammer tattoos, just like the king of the grassland, giving people a desolate and domineering feeling.

Moreover, she values ​​love and friendship, and the demons in people's impressions are also a little different. If it weren't for the different purposes, she would have wanted to make this friend.

“What are you looking at?”

When Feng Wuxin looked at Chongjia, the man lying on the bed woke up, looking at Feng Wuxin's red eyes with brown eyes. For some reason, there was a feeling deep in his heart that could not be described in words.

Are you throbbing?

"It's time to see when you wake up. If it doesn't work, I will stay here to take care of you!"

Tell me, Feng Wuxin got up and stretched.

"It's good to wake up, and I want to go out for a walk."

"Hey, sit down and chat with me for a while."

Feng Wuxin was just getting up and about to leave, Chongjia reached out and grabbed Feng Wuxin.

Looking at the man holding his hand, Feng Wuxin instinctively dodged away.

"Just chat, don't touch me. This princess is a loving man."

"Do you have a man you like?"

When he heard Feng Wuxin say this, the excitement that came to Chongjia's heart instantly dissipated, and instead he was stabbed by something and tingled coldly.

"Of course, the man I love is the world's hero."

When talking about Jiang Moyi, Feng Wuxin missed him even more.

Although they would meet in the world of flowers in dreams, Feng Wuxin, who was used to Jiang Moyi, felt lonely.

Fortunately, as long as Ziyun leaves this world and returns to the Sixteen States, everything will be over, and she doesn't have to continue acting as a fake princess.

Every day, she pretended to be an idiot, making her really turn into a big-breasted and brainless princess.

"Is that true, how did His Highness the Princess come here?"
To be continued...