late at night!

In the urn at the head of the city, charcoal fires burned quietly, dispelling the chill of the autumn night.

The copper pot was boiling with water. Li Miaozhen soaked the blood-stained sweat towel in the warm water and washed it gently. The copper basin instantly turned red.

"W-what's going on? If he continues to bleed like this, he won't survive tonight!"

Kaitai paced back and forth anxiously in the hall..

The other generals were sitting, standing, scratching their heads and looking anxiously, but they were helpless.

After Zhang Kaitai brought Xu Qi back to the city, he was already unconscious and angry. He tore off his clothes to check his wounds. Everyone was horrified to see that not a single part of his body was intact and there were cracks all over him.

Blood was constantly oozing from those wounds that looked like cracks on porcelain.

Especially the ferocious injury on his waist, which almost cut him in half, made Kaitai and others' scalps numb. Even if they suffered such a serious injury, if they did not receive timely treatment, they would probably die within an hour.

Fourth-level warriors do not have the immortality of third-level warriors, nor are they like the wizard's blood magic, which can activate qi and blood and heal injuries.

As a Taoist disciple, Li Miaozhen has dabbled in medical skills. After all, if you want to make elixirs, you must be proficient in pharmacology. And she carries with her some elixirs for treating trauma.

However, these elixirs had no effect on Xu Qian's injuries.

Swallowing, no effect.

Grinding it into powder and applying it to the wound has no effect.

"This can't continue like this. We have to take him back to the capital. Only Si Tianjian can save him." Li Miaozhen sighed.

She didn't know what happened to the nearly fatal injury on her waist.

But the phenomenon of his body being as chapped as porcelain, Li Miaozhen guessed was related to the Confucian way of speaking and speaking, and came from the backlash of magic.

Just like that day when he tried to show off his strength and defeated himself and Chu Yuanzhen, but ended up losing his soul.

Li Miaozhen recalled that Xu Qi'an used Confucian magic to strengthen his soul, so his soul suffered a backlash. This time, his body was chapped and bleeding, probably because he had strengthened his qi.

"Sorry, Mr. Li."

Kaitai perked up and stared at her eagerly.

Li Miaozhen shook his head slowly, with a sad expression: "My golden elixir is in his body, and the golden elixir stabilized his injury to a certain extent. Otherwise, he might have..."

How can she fly with a sword without taking back the golden elixir?

After collecting the golden elixir, this man may have given up and returned to the west before even reaching the capital.

Kai Tai and other generals had deep despair on their faces.

Her warm fingers gently brushed Xu Qian's cheek, and clear sadness surged in her heart. You saved Yuyang Pass and these fourteen thousand soldiers, but what should I do to save you?

She was sad for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. She reached into her arms and took out the fragments of the book, and walked outside the urn city, saying:

"You guys help take care of him, I'll be right back."

Li Miaozhen opened the door of Wengcheng and was suddenly stunned. Her sight was filled with dark figures.

On the horse road, with the entrance of Wengcheng as the center, the crowds of people spread to both sides, until they reached the dark depths that were invisible to the eyes.

The whole place was silent, there were tens of thousands of people there, and there was no sound at all, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people sleeping inside.

"You can save Xu Yinluo, you can save Xu Yinluo, right..."

In the crowd, a soldier said with a pleading face.

They heard all the conversation inside.

When Li Miaozhen looked at them again, he realized that the men licking blood from their swords all had red eyes.

At this moment, Li Miaozhen deeply felt what it meant to be "like a heavy blow to the chest."

"I will..." She nodded gently and returned to Wengcheng.

After closing the door, she did not turn around. She turned her back to Kaitai Tai and others. She took out the fragments of the book and passed it on:

[Everyone, Xu Qian and I are at Yuyang Pass on the border of Xiangzhou. He is seriously injured and dying, and his life hangs by a thread...]

Li Miaozhen divided Xu Qian's situation into three paragraphs, concisely and comprehensively.

Finally, he sent a letter asking: "What should we do now?"

[Six: Master Xu, is the situation already so bad? Amitabha, the poor monk now wants to go to the Northeast to save these barbarians. 】

Through the fragments of the book on the ground, everyone can also feel Master Hengyuan's anxiety and worry, as well as his incompetent rage.

[1: Your golden elixir is in his body, can you temporarily hold your breath?]

It seemed that every time Xu Qian was involved, Huaiqing became very active and changed his taciturn style... Li Miaozhen frowned secretly and sent a letter to reply:

[Yes, without the golden elixir, I will not be able to fly with my sword. If I go to the golden elixir, Xu Qi'an will not be able to return to Beijing. I, I can't risk his life. ]

What do you mean you can't take risks with his life? According to your character as Fei Yan Nuxia, you shouldn't be destined to be determined by hard work. I will take you back to Beijing right now. Whether you live or die depends on your fate, brother.

Really...Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help but vomit in his heart.

[1: How long can it be hung?]

[Two: There will be no danger of life before noon tomorrow, but if you take out the golden elixir, you may only live for an hour at most, or even shorter. 】

Without waiting for Huaiqing's reply, Chu Yuanzhen spoke first and wrote:

[Then this is easy to handle. If you can’t go back, just ask Si Tianjian’s people to come over. Yang Qianhuan’s teleportation formation is faster than Yujian’s flight. He has enough time to rush over from the capital. He should be able to arrive tomorrow

Return to the capital before noon.]

Li Miaozhen's eyes lit up.

The idea was so simple that she hadn't thought of it. It seemed that caring led to chaos.

Chu Yuanzhen continued to pass the letter: [There is a curfew now, Lina and Hengyuan cannot walk in the inner city. No. 1, I can only leave this matter to you.]

No. 1 holds a high position in the government, so I don't think the curfew will stop him.

【1:Okay.】

Lina breathed a sigh of relief and also passed a message saying: [If you have any difficulties, just ask. It’s great that we can deal with the problems and solve them together. 】

You seem to have done nothing. What's the matter with this tone of voice as if you are an important participant... Members of the Tiandi Congregation have more or less similar complaints in their hearts.

[1: No. 4, how is the war in the north? 】

[Four: The Jingguo cavalry withdrew. I thought they would continue to fight for several more months. Unexpectedly, Wei Gong actually reached the main altar of the Wushen Sect in just ten days...]

After he passed this message, he suddenly stopped talking.

After a few seconds, No. 1 Huaiqing changed the topic: [Li Miaozhen, can you tell me the specific situation now? 】

Chu Yuanzhen lamented in his heart and actively participated in new topics, saying:

[Now can you tell us the specific situation? Was he injured by Nurhejia? I remember that the king of the Yan Kingdom was at the peak of the fourth level of the dual system, almost the strongest level below the third level. 】

Li Miaozhen only said that the 80,000 troops of Yankang and Kangxi attacked the city, and did not have the time or mood to describe what happened in detail. Chu Yuanzhen felt that with Xu Qian's golden body and combat power, an ordinary fourth-level soldier would not beat him to the point of death.

Li Miaozhen, who was relieved of his heavy heart, was not as anxious as before and sent a message saying: [Xu Qi'an was injured by digging the formation alone.]

After this letter was sent, she was about to continue writing when Chu Yuanzhen sent a concise and concise letter: [Nonsense!]

【1: How can you be so ridiculous? 】

Huaiqing frowned and felt angry. This was indeed what Xu Qian would do. But this was not inconsistent with Huaiqing being angry because of worry.

[Six: Mr. Xu is really too impulsive. How is this different from sending someone to death? 】

He was indeed going to die. Considering Xu Qian's current situation, without the protection of Li Miaozhen's golden elixir, he would have died.

Lina held the fragment of the book on the ground and frowned her slender brows. If she had known earlier, she would have gone with him to Yuyang Pass on that day. No matter how many troops you have, they will all be beaten to death.

Really, let others finish what they say...Li Miaozhen curled her lips and calmly passed the message:

[He built a formation by himself and blocked almost all the enemy's elites. The enemy soldiers who were killed twice were disheartened and fled in panic. The defenders cleaned up the corpses after the battle. It is roughly estimated that he killed at least 9,000 people in today's battle.

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[Yesterday while defending the city, he killed the red bear of Sugudu. Today, after setting up a formation, he killed Yan Lord Nurhega alone and scared off the remaining 50,000 enemy troops. 】

There was silence in the Dishu chat group.

There are only a series of question marks left in the minds of the members of the Tiandihui.

One person has killed nine thousand enemies and killed two peak fourth-grade people in a row, and one of them claims to be the strongest below third-grade? Isn't this a lie? This must be a lie...

Scholars have a calm mind. Chu Yuanzhen is a knight who has traveled across Kyushu for several years and has enough knowledge and experience. But now he just wants to pull Li Miaozhen's collar to tell her not to joke.

Lina didn't believe it either. Although she wasn't very smart, she was very energetic when it came to fighting and practicing.

Hengyuan couldn't believe Li Miaozhen's words. I'm afraid only the third level could achieve such a feat.

She remembered that Xu Qi'an was a fifth-level warrior with a fifth-level cultivation. Let alone nine thousand enemies, he would be exhausted if he killed two thousand enemies.

Li Miaozhen doesn't know how to lie, especially if this lie is meaningless... Huaiqing's heart moved and he wrote: "What trump cards does he have?"

[Two: He entered the fourth level in one night.]

It's a pity that Li Miaozhen could have heard the sighing sighs of Hengyuan, Chu Yuanzhen and others through the fragments of the book on the ground.
To be continued...