"Nanman." Feng Jiuer didn't have much explanation. She trusted herself and just followed him all the way.
If you don't trust me, no matter how much you say, it's useless.
Sure enough, Qiao Mu stopped asking. Since he said he would follow her, he could go wherever she went.
The most important thing is that in the current situation of the Ninth Prince, he should go to Nanman to treat his illness.
Seeing the Ninth Prince's serious illness, Qiao Mu also felt very distressed. Treatment of illness is really the most important thing now.
They did not take the official road. The official road was easy to walk, but the distance was lengthened.
They walked into the deep mountains and wild forests. Although it was not easy to walk, the distance was shortened a lot.
At noon, everyone was resting around. Uncle Nine Emperors seemed to be still sleeping and had not yet woken up.
The strange thing is, I slept well at first last night, why am I so sleepy now?
Yu Jingfeng's understanding is that the prince was tortured too much by Feng Jiuer last night, and now he is tired and sleepy, so that's why he behaves like this.
Of course Feng Jiuer knew that she had not "tortured" Uncle Nine Emperors. The only possibility was that he had spent a lot of energy on infusing himself with Qi.
In particular, Uncle Nine Emperors sent her more Qi this time than before.
She didn't want to guess what he was thinking, she just knew that he had to be cured.
"Master Yu, I'll go nearby to collect some herbs for emergencies."
This hilltop looks lush and green, and the surrounding environment is very suitable for the growth of herbs.
Ancient medicines are not as good as modern medicines. It is not as convenient as taking pills with you. You can only get some herbs by yourself all the time, which will always be useful.
Yu Jingfeng nodded, and Feng Jiuer turned around and left without saying much.
Everyone is resting here. The cook has to prepare meals for Uncle Nine Emperors. I can use this time to look around.
Qiao Mu naturally followed them all the way, but he didn't expect that not long after they left, someone quickly caught up with them.
"Miss Jiu'er, my subordinate Long Twelve, Mr. Yu ordered his subordinates to come and help Miss Jiu'er get the medicine." The man was tall and thin, but he walked with a brisk yet steady pace.
At first glance, you can tell he is a master.
Long Twelve... Feng Jiuer stared at him for a while before asking: "Long Twelve among the twelve flying dragons?"
"Yes, my subordinate has the lowest ranking and is the least skilled among the twelve riders." Long Twelve smiled innocently, and his smile turned out to be pretty good-looking.
"You don't want to tell me that the names of the brothers of the Twelve Flying Dragon Riders are Long One, Long Two, Long Three...all the way up to Long Twelve?"
Feng Jiu'er was just joking. Unexpectedly, Long Twelve nodded seriously.
"Yes, we are all orphans. We have followed the prince since we were very young. The prince doesn't care about names, so we became Dragon One to Dragon Twelve."
"..." Uncle Nine Emperors didn't care, he was so casual.
"Miss Jiu'er, where are you going now?" Long Twelve asked.
"Just take a walk on the top of this mountain, don't go too far, or you might get lost later."
"Don't be afraid, I will definitely know the way back." The reason why Yu Jingfeng picked Long Twelve was because Long Twelve was very good at recognizing the way.
If Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu follow him, they will definitely not find their way back.
Qiao Mu didn't say anything along the way. She did whatever Feng Jiuer asked her to do. She didn't talk much but was able to do things. She was indeed a rare assistant.
Long Twelve talks a lot, but like Qiao Mu, he is also a capable person.
Half an hour later, Feng Jiuer had collected enough herbs and was about to go back.
After walking a few steps, I saw a figure suddenly passing by in front of me.
This man was extremely fast and his qinggong was absolutely amazing. She wanted to chase him, but he had already disappeared from sight.
Qiao Mu and Long Twelve were not far behind him, but if he called them at this time, he might disturb that person.
Feng Jiuer thought for a while and followed quietly.
Finally, through the distant grass, I saw a figure flashing past, as if something flew out of his hand.
From such a long distance, she couldn't see the figure clearly, but she could clearly see what the man was putting out!
It was obvious that the man was impatient. After releasing the dove, he immediately turned around and left.
The direction in which the pigeon flew was exactly in this direction.
Qiao Mu and Long Twelve followed. Seeing Feng Jiu'er looking up at the sky with a serious look on her face, Long Twelve immediately asked: "Miss Jiu'er, what's the matter?"
"Is there any way to knock it down?" The pigeon has already flown above the head! It is passing by here.
Long Twelve didn't even think about it, he bent down and grabbed a few pebbles, then lightly jumped to catch up.
However, the pigeon really flew a little high, so the first stone he shot flew out and missed.
Long Twelve did not give up, and chased after him while skimming away from the treetops.
Feng Jiu'er and Qiao Mu looked at each other. Jiu'er knew that his qinggong was not as good as Qiao Mu's, so he didn't think about it at the moment and took the steps taught by Uncle Nine Emperors before and quickly chased after him.
This pace was a bit beyond Qiao Mu's expectations. He didn't expect that her internal strength was average, but her lightness skill was pretty good.
However, Qiao Mu still caught up with her easily, but the two of them were thrown off by Long Twelve. In the blink of an eye, Long Twelve had disappeared.
Feng Jiuer felt that her Qinggong had improved a lot after chasing him all the way, but she was soon thrown away by Qiao Mu.
If Qiao Mu hadn't turned around and waited for her, she would have been left alone.
Finally, he was completely thrown away by Long Twelve.
"What did you see? Where did the carrier pigeon come from?" Qiao Mu turned around and came to Feng Jiu'er. They both stopped, and then she asked in a deep voice.
"I didn't see the figure clearly, but the people who can move around here are probably the people in our team."
Feng Jiuer's eyebrows tightened, what she was most worried about now was that there was a mole around Uncle Nine Emperors.
I would rather they were being monitored. If it was an insider, then things would be really complicated.
"Qiao Mu, do you know the way back now?" Looking at the lush and lush forest in front of her, Feng Jiuer was dumbfounded on the spot.
Just now I was just focused on chasing Long Twelve, and I didn't think about what I would do if I couldn't go back later.
She looked at Qiao Mu. Now, all her hopes could only be placed on Qiao Mu.
But what does Qiao Mu’s confused look mean?
Feng Jiuer almost wanted to pick her up and beat her up: "Aren't you a forest person? Aren't you walking in the mountains and forests all day long? How could you get lost in the mountains and forests?"
Qiao Mu is really innocent: "I am a green forest person, but we don't need to walk in the mountains and wild forests all day long. The place we live in is actually a plain, almost like a paradise."
The people they are talking about seem to be rough people in mountain villages. Don’t you know that their living environment is actually very comfortable? It’s just that they can’t find their base camp.
