The night was dark, and the screams and fierce sounds of fighting rang out from the jungle, startling the birds on the trees to flutter and fly around.
"Pingzi, take them away." A middle-aged attendant slashed his sword across the neck of the man in black and shouted sharply.
"Uncle." The young attendant who was called Pingzi turned his back to him and was fighting alongside him. His eyes turned red and he was about to turn around.
"Let's go." The middle-aged attendant gasped: "Protect them and leave quickly. This is an order."
Pingzi's throat was choked with sobs. With a light step and a few quick glances, he rushed to the carriage that had been split in two. He pulled out the two children and was about to get on the horse.
"Take brother." The older child gave him the dying child in his arms.
"Miss, what about you?"
The child called young lady turned her head. If there was light, she could clearly see the blood on her face, but her eyes were calm and filled with hatred.
She pulled the other horse, got on it neatly, looked back at the middle-aged attendant who was still fighting, bit her lip, turned her head and said, "Let's go."
She took the lead, and Pingzi held the child in his arms and drove his horse to follow.
When a man in black saw this and was about to chase him, the middle-aged attendant let out a scream and flew towards him, his sword flying and puffing.
The sound of fighting gradually faded away. Xi Zheng wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, pursed his lips and galloped away on the road.
At that time, in a quiet small village, Qin Liuxi and the others had just had dinner at a farmhouse, drinking genuine tea.
There was the sound of horse hooves.
Qin Liuxi put down the tea cup. The tea was good, but there was no time to taste it.
"Tangerine Pi, let the master boil a large pot of hot water."
"Okay."
Qi Qian looked at Qin Liuxi and opened his lips, but said nothing.
The sound of horse hooves sounded outside the farmyard.
The fire wolf who was standing outside quickly came in and asked Qi Qian for instructions: "Sir, they are indeed back. They seem to be seriously injured."
The smell of blood can be smelled from afar.
"Please give me medicine to save my life." Outside, there was a crisp sound, followed by a subtle popping sound, and Xu kneeled on the ground.
"Doctor Qin, what do you think?"
Qin Liuxi said lazily: "I came to see you at your invitation. I am considered your guest. I am not the one who makes the decision."
"Go and have a look." Qi Qian stood up.
Qin Liuxi glanced at him and said, "Young Master Qi is a warm-hearted person and is not afraid of getting into trouble."
Qi Qian stood with his hands behind his hands. When he heard this, he looked over and said, "Isn't Doctor Qin also afraid? You asked Xiao Chenpi to prepare it."
Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows and stood up: "I'm just seeing if I can make some money. Let's go and have a look."
As they walked out of the door, they saw someone kneeling outside the small courtyard, her face covered in blood. She was a little girl, and one step behind her was a young attendant holding a dying child.
Looking at the blood stains on their bodies and how few people were left, it is not difficult to imagine that they had gone through a bloody battle, which was very tragic, otherwise there would not have been only three left.
When Xi Zheng saw Qi Qian and Qin Liuxi who was one step behind him, he knelt on the ground again and begged: "Please be kind, sir, and give me good medicine to save my brother's life."
Qin Liuxi looked at the child and said with his hands behind his back: "He is dying and good medicine cannot save him."
Good medicine can't save you, but she can!
Xi Zheng shuddered and raised his head to look at Qin Liuxi, wanting to argue, but when he saw her eyes, the tears she was holding back rolled down.
This young master was not telling lies, she knew it.
Xi Zheng stepped forward, knelt in front of Qin Liuxi, and said, "Young master, save him. My life belongs to you!"
