With the addition of Feng Jiuer and Mu Mu, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay?" Fengjiang asked softly, holding the person in his arms.
Qiao Mu raised his head, looked at Feng Jiang and smiled slightly.
"Jiu'er is back, it doesn't matter, I can still..."
When she was about to stand up, she found that her head was a little dizzy, her legs went weak, and she fell back into Feng Jiang's arms again.
"Don't move!" Feng Jiang held her in his arms and swept towards the back of the battle circle, "You have been poisoned. You must not use your true energy now."
In the battle circle, there were some injured brothers, and other brothers formed a circle to prevent any poison from entering to prevent them from being injured again.
Fengjiang brought Qiao Mu into the fighting circle and let her lie flat on the ground.
"Go help brother, don't worry about me." Qiao Mu grabbed Feng Jiang's clothes, his face became paler and his lips turned dark red.
Fengjiang glanced around and looked away.
After sealing several of Qiao Mu's acupuncture points, he also released her head.
Qiao Mu looked at Feng Jiang for a moment and curled his lips slightly.
"Thank you just now!" She didn't say anything because she was afraid she wouldn't have a chance.
She really didn't expect that death was actually not far away. She was very tired now, more tired than she had ever been before.
"Stop talking! I'll ask Jiu'er to come over." Feng Jiang frowned and stood up.
Suddenly, a body fell from the sky and fell to the ground. To be precise, the person was thrown down.
Those who fell with bruised faces and swollen noses immediately got up where they were.
The flute sounded, and the poison immediately retreated and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After taking a look at the battle circle, Zhan Qingcheng, who was standing on a high place, slowly fell down and stood firmly in front of the people.
A black robe is draped on the man's tall body, neat and just right.
His absolutely beautiful face will never make you tired no matter how long you look at it.
The deep eyes, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips that are more beautiful than peach blossoms, are so beautiful that they are alluring.
More importantly, the kingly aura exuding from his whole body can still make people feel at ease even when he is injured.
The name of the war god of Beimu is not groundless.
As long as he is there, even if another hundred thousand troops come, the brothers will remain calm.
Today, everyone has persisted for such a long time based on one belief.
The prince will not leave them alone, there is no doubt about this.
"Hero, spare my life!" Looking at the god-like person beside him, the man holding the piccolo said "pop" and knelt down.
"Jiu'er, check on the situation of our brothers." Zhan Qingcheng looked at Feng Jiu'er and ordered.
Feng Jiuer immediately withdrew her gaze from her male god, turned around and walked towards her brother.
So many brothers were injured, but she actually lost her soul just because she looked at the handsome guy. It really shouldn't happen.
But she didn't expect that in her sight, almost all the brothers were still looking in the direction of her Nine Emperors Uncle.
Not to mention being a nymphomaniac, the brothers are all men, but those eyes are absolutely adoring.
"Jiu'er, Qiao Mu is very poisoned. Come and have a look." Feng Jiang's voice sounded.
Feng Jiuer probably took a look at the situation of his brothers, and immediately took out the medicine and gave it to Jianyi beside him.
"Let all the injured brothers take two pills, and I will help them check the situation one by one later."
"Okay." Jianyi got the medicine and gave Longyi a bottle.
Qiao Mu was indeed seriously injured. She was focused on protecting her brothers, but neglected herself.
When Feng Jiuer passed by, Fengjiang helped Qiao Mu up and let her lean on his arms.
Even if they are women, if they have experienced life and death together, they are brothers. Why should they care too much?
"Qiao Mu, how do you feel?" Feng Jiuer sat down next to Qiao Mu.
"Jiu'er."
Qiao Mu curled his lips slightly and wanted to reach out, but Fengjiang pressed his shoulder.
"Don't move!" After warning, Feng Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Feng Jiu'er, "I blocked several of her acupuncture points. Jiu'er, what should you do now?"
Without saying anything, Feng Jiuer took out a special pill and stuffed it into Qiao Mu's mouth.
"Swallow it, I'll check your wound."
"Water." Feng Jiang glanced outside and said, "Brother, please bring some water over here."
"Okay." One brother nodded and immediately went to find a water bag.
There were too many pills, and Qiao Mu was still trying to swallow them, but it was still a little difficult.
However, no matter how unpleasant the medicine Jiuer gave her, she had to swallow it.
With Feng Jiang taking care of her, Feng Jiuer felt relieved.
After helping Qiao Mu take off her boots that were bitten in places, Feng Jiuer with a hiss, ripped her pants open from bottom to top.
Fengjiang turned away and his brother came over with a water bag.
After taking the water bag and feeding Qiao Mu, Feng Jiang looked at Feng Jiu'er.
"Jiu'er, Qiao Mu is still a woman no matter what, how about we find a suitable one..."
"Qiao Mu, are the wounds all on both feet?" Feng Jiuer's voice interrupted Feng Jiang's words.
"My waist, my waist was scratched by a poisonous beast." Qiao Mu responded.
"Okay." Feng Jiu'er nodded, "Just be patient."
"It's not a good time to move her now. Brother, please think of a way. I will take off your wife's clothes later."
Except for that lady, Feng Jiuer didn't joke, and she didn't have time to joke.
Taking out the powder, she immediately sprinkled it on the large and small wounds on Qiao Mu's legs.
When his eyes glanced at Qiao Mu's white legs, Fengjiang couldn't bear it.
He put the tree down and stood up.
"I also have two packets of medicinal powder here. Bring it to Jianyi. As long as there are bites or scratches caused by poisonous insects, sprinkle the powder on the brothers."
"Now, the most serious thing is the wound caused by the poisonous beast. If any brother is injured by the poisonous beast, you must tell me."
Handing two bags of medicinal powder to Feng Jiang, Feng Jiuer continued to sprinkle medicinal powder on Qiao Mu's wounds.
"In three minutes, I'm going to treat the wound on Qiao Mu's waist. How are you going to stop me? Hurry up and think of a way."
Feng Jiuer was anxious and didn't care what she said.
Time is tight and we really cannot delay it for too long.
However, if a woman in ancient times had her body looked at by so many people, her reputation would be bad, and Feng Jiuer couldn't bear it.
Fengjiang didn't know exactly how long three minutes meant, but he knew very well that the matter couldn't be delayed.
The man who turned around and strode away quickly came over with several swords and some robes.
While Feng Jiuer was treating the wound on Qiao Mu's foot, Fengjiang stood on the soil with his sword, and hung a robe between each two swords.
After handling all this, Fengjiang turned his back to the "open-air tent" and stood aside.
In Qiao Mu's line of sight, Fengjiang's tall back can also be seen.
Feng Jiuer untied her clothes and found two slits on her right waist, her expression suddenly became serious.
"Luckily you escaped in time, otherwise the poisonous beast would have split you in two."
The wound was deep and damaged the muscles and bones. Judging from the closed condition, this guy was still fighting after being injured.
Thinking of what she saw when she came back, Feng Jiuer held the hand of the dagger tightly and tightly.
