Nightwatcher

late at night!

In the urn at the top of the city, charcoal fires burn quietly, dispelling the chill of the autumn night.

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

"Hey, what the hell is going on, he continues to bleed like this, he won't survive tonight!"

Zhang Kaitai paced back and forth anxiously in the hall. .

The other generals either sat, stood, or scratched their heads, anxiously frowning, but helpless.

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

Blood was constantly oozing from those chapped porcelain wounds.

Especially the hideous injury on the waist that almost cut him in half, made Zhang Kaitai and the others scalp numb. Even if they suffered such a serious injury, if they didn't receive timely medical treatment, they might die within an hour.

Fourth-rank warriors do not have the immortal body of third-rank, nor are they like the blood spirit technique of wizards, which can activate qi and blood and heal injuries.

As a Taoist disciple, Li Miaozhen still has some knowledge in medical skills. After all, if he wants to make alchemy, he must be proficient in pharmacology. And she carried some elixir to treat trauma with her.

But these pills did not have any effect on Xu Qi'an's injury.

Swallowed, no effect.

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

"I can't go on like this, I 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 almost fatal wound on her waist.

However, Li Miaozhen guessed that the phenomenon of being cracked like porcelain all over the body was related to the Confucianism's saying that the law followed, and it came from the backlash of magic.

Just like that day when he tried his best to defeat himself and Chu Yuanzhen, but in the end his soul flew away.

Li Miaozhen recalled that at the beginning, Xu Qi'an used Confucian magic to strengthen the Yuanshen, so the Yuanshen suffered backlash. This time, his body was chapped and bleeding profusely, probably due to his increased energy.

"Trouble Daochang Li."

Zhang Kaitai regained his spirits and stared at her urgently.

Li Miaozhen shook his head slowly, with a gloomy expression: "My golden core is in his body, and the golden core has stabilized his injury to a certain extent, otherwise, he might have died"

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

After receiving the golden elixir, this man might have left before he even reached the capital.

Zhang Kaitai and other generals had deep despair on their faces.

Her gentle fingers brushed Xu Qi'an's cheek lightly, and a clear sadness filled her heart, you saved Yuyang Pass and these 14,000 soldiers, but what should I do to save you?

She was sad for a moment, then suddenly she had an idea, and while reaching into her bosom to take out the fragments of the book, she walked outside the urn city, saying:

"You help take care of him, I'll go back as soon as I go."

Li Miaozhen opened the door of the Wengcheng, and suddenly froze, her sight was full of dark figures.

On the horse path, with the gate of the Wengcheng as the center, the crowd spread to both sides, until it reached the dark depths that could not be seen by sight.

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

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

In the crowd, a soldier said pleadingly.

They heard all the conversation inside.

When Li Miaozhen looked at them again, he found that the eyes of all the men licking blood were red.

At this moment, Li Miaozhen had a deep understanding of what it means to "feel like being hit hard in the chest".

"I will." She nodded lightly, and returned to the Wengcheng.

After closing the door, she didn't turn around, turned her back to Zhang Kaitai and others, took out the fragments of the book from the earth, and passed on the letter:

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

Li Miaozhen described Xu Qi'an's situation concisely and concisely in three paragraphs.

Finally, the letter asked: "What should I do now?" 】

[Six: Is Master Xu's situation already this bad? Amitabha, the poor monk now wants to go to the northeast to save these barbarians. 】

Through the fragments of the book from the ground, everyone could also feel Master Hengyuan's anxiety, worry, and incompetent rage.

[One: Your golden core is in his body, hold your breath temporarily? 】

It seemed that every time Xu Qi'an 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 core, I cannot fly with the sword. If he went to Jindan, Xu Qi'an would not be able to return to Beijing. Me, I can't risk his life. 】

What do you mean you can't take his life to risk? According to your character of Feiyan heroine, it shouldn't be three-point days destined to seven-point hard work. My mother will take you back to Beijing. Whether you live or die depends on your luck, brother. Chu Yuanzhen couldn't help complaining in his heart.

[One: How long can it hang? 】

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

Without waiting for Huaiqing's reply, Chu Yuanzhen spoke first, and passed on the letter:

[Then it's easy to handle, if you can't go back, let the people from Si Tianjian come over. Yang Qianhuan's teleportation formation is faster than Yujian's flight, he has enough time to rush over from the capital, and should be able to return to the capital before noon tomorrow. 】

Li Miaozhen's eyes lit up.

This idea is so simple, she didn't expect it, it seems that if you care about it, you will be chaotic.

Chu Yuanzhen continued to pass on the letter: 【There is a curfew now, Lina and Hengyuan cannot walk in the inner city. Number one, this matter can only be left to you. 】

No. 1 holds a high position in the court, and the curfew will not be able to restrain him.

[One: Good. 】

Lina breathed a sigh of relief, and also passed on the letter: 【If you have any difficulties, just say it. It's great that everyone can solve the problem and solve the problem together. 】

You don't seem to be doing anything. What's the matter with this tone of voice as if you are an important participant?

[One: On the 4th, how is the war in the northern border? 】

[Four: The Yasukuni cavalry withdrew. I thought they would fight for a few more months. Unexpectedly, Duke Wei would reach the main altar of the Witch God Sect in just ten days.]

After he passed this content, he suddenly stopped talking.

After a few seconds, No. 1 Huaiqing changed the subject: [Li Miaozhen, can you tell us more about the situation now? 】

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

[Now can you tell us about the specific situation? Was he injured by Nurheja? I remember that the monarch of the Yan Kingdom is the peak of the fourth rank of the dual system, which is almost the strongest rank below the third rank. 】

Li Miaozhen only said that the 80,000 troops from the Yankang and Kang Dynasties attacked the city, and they didn't have the time and mood to describe what happened in detail. Chu Yuanzhen felt that with Xu Qi'an's golden body and combat power, an ordinary fourth-rank would not beat him to the brink of death.

Li Miaozhen, who let go of the big stone in his heart, was not as urgent as before, and sent a letter saying: [Xu Qi'an was injured by digging alone. 】

This biography was sent, and she was about to continue writing when Chu Yuanzhen sent a succinct biography: [Nonsense! 】

[One: How can you be so nonsense? 】

Huaiqing frowned, feeling annoyed, this is indeed something Xu Qi'an would do. But this does not contradict Huaiqing's anger because of worry.

[Six: Mr. Xu is too impulsive, how is this different from sending him to death? 】

It is indeed death, combined with Xu Qi'an's current situation at this time, without the protection of Li Miaozhen's golden core, he would have returned to hell.

Lina held the fragments of the book on the ground, and frowned slenderly. If she had known earlier, she would have gone to Yuyang Pass with him that day.

Really, let others finish talking! Li Miaozhen curled her lips and passed the letter calmly:

【He dug the formation by himself and almost blocked all the elite of the enemy army. The enemy army who killed twice lost their morale and fled for their lives 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.

【Yesterday, during the defense of the city, he killed Su Gudu Red Bear. Today, after the formation, he beheaded the Yan Lord Nurhega alone, scaring off the remaining 50,000 enemy troops. 】

In the Book of the Earth chat group, there was silence.

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

One person, killing nine thousand enemies, killing two peak fourth ranks in a row, and one of them claims to be the strongest under the third rank? This is fake, it must be fake. Scholars have a calm mind. Chu Yuanzhen is still a knight who has traveled to Kyushu for several years. He has enough knowledge and knowledge, but now he just wants to tug on Li Miaozhen's collar to tell her not to joke.

Lina didn't believe it either. Although she wasn't very smart, if it involved fighting and practicing, then she would be excited.

Hengyuan couldn't believe Li Miaozhen's words, such a record, I am afraid that only the third rank can achieve it.

She remembered that Xu Qi'an was a fifth-grade strength, and with a fifth-grade cultivation, let alone beating the enemy nine thousand, he would be exhausted if he beheaded two thousand enemies.

Li Miaozhen doesn't know how to lie, especially it's meaningless to say such a lie. Huaiqing's heart moved, and he sent a letter: [What cards does he have? 】

[Two: He entered the fourth rank overnight. 】

It's a pity that it was through the fragments of the book on the ground, otherwise Li Miaozhen would have heard Hengyuan, Chu Yuanzhen and others exhale like a sigh.

Chu Yuanzhen was both emotional and sympathetic. He remembered that before the expedition, Xu Qi'an had been stuck in the barrier of "will" and could not break through. He himself was not in a hurry. slow gesture.

To put it nicely is to have a good attitude, but to put it badly is to be lazy.

Unexpectedly, after Wei Yuan's death, he was promoted to the fourth rank overnight.

That man's death must have hit him hard.

At this moment, there seemed to be tears in Huaiqing's eyes. He fought alone, disregarding life and death, and it was a kind of heart-wrenching pain.

Suddenly there was no sound in the underground book group.

Li Miaozhen waited for a long time, but no one spoke, knowing that they were immersed in their own emotions and did not want to continue to pass on the letter.

She put away the fragments of the book, turned back to the simple bed, and said:

"Before dawn, Yang Qianhuan from Sitianjian will come over."

Zhang Kaitai let out a long breath, feeling a little tired after great joy and sorrow.

All the soldiers showed sincere smiles. Xu Yinluo's death here will be a lingering shadow in their lives, and they will live in self-blame and guilt for the rest of their lives.

Zhang Kaitai forced a smile on his stern face:

"Okay, go out and tell your brother, hurry up and leave, rest when you need to rest, bandage what you need to bandage, don't stand there, you're tired after fighting all day."

The soldiers refused to leave, they were all upright and stubborn reckless men, and they refused to leave until Xu Yinluo got better.

A few hard stubbles even stuck their necks and Zhang Kaitai talked back.

That's up to them.

In the wilderness hundreds of miles away from Yuyang Pass, a figure in white flickered one after another, and patterns of clear light lit up under his feet. The frequency of his flickering was so fast that the patterns of clear light were densely connected, like raindrops hitting the water.

Not long after, the outline of this border city was looming in the darkness.

"The air of blood and light is soaring, there has just been a fierce war here"

The figure in white had a low tone, like a sympathetic expert.

After another burst of flickering teleportation, he came to the top of the city, turned his head and looked around, and was surprised to find that there were very few soldiers patrolling the horse path?

When he looked in the direction of the Wengcheng, he finally understood the reason. It turned out that the soldiers were all gathered near the Wengcheng.

The figure in white was inevitably a little confused. They didn't rest or guard the city in the middle of the night. What were these vulgar big-headed soldiers doing.

"There are a lot of people, but fortunately I have prepared for it!"

The figure in white laughed lightly, revealing the confidence and indifference that everything was under control.

Li Miao, who was dozing by the table, felt inexplicably terrified, and immediately woke up, raised her head, and saw standing in the room dressed in white.

He was wearing a veiled hat, and under the veiled hat was a mask, which seemed to be covered with cloth.

"Yang Qianhuan?"

Li Miaozhen said tentatively.

"Unexpectedly, I have made such a low-key dress, but I still can't conceal the innate brilliance. Li Daochang, it seems that Yang has left an indelible impression in your heart."

Yang Qianhuan said happily.

Li Miaozhen, who was invited by me, is also very happy. Although this Yang Qianhuan has a weird personality, he is very reliable in his work, and he is never absent or late.

"Why are you dressed like this?" she asked confused.

"There are too many people here, no matter where I stand, someone will see my face. This is not in line with my demeanor of a worldly master, and the loneliness with my back to the common people." Yang Qianhuan's voice was low.

Li Miaozhen called him an expert, the third disciple in the supervisor had an unimaginable obsession with seeing people from the back of his head.

She didn't talk nonsense, and quickly said, "How about Xu Qi'an?"

Yang Qianhuan sat by the bed, looked at Xu Qi'an, grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse, for a long time, sighed regretfully, and shook his head.

Li Miao's heart sank suddenly, the joy just now was like a flame extinguished by cold water.

"He, is he hopeless?"

"Oh no, he can still be rescued."

Li Miaozhen looked at him blankly: "Then why did you shake your head and sigh just now?"

Yang Qianhuan replied solemnly: "It's nothing special. It's just that it shows my importance, doesn't it. At the critical moment, I still have to take action."

Li Miao really wanted to kill someone.

"How did he get hurt like this?" Yang Qianhuan asked.

Li Miaozhen narrowed her eyes and said quietly: "You don't know?"

Yang Qianhuan snorted: "Why should I know, do you think I'm imitating him, just like Junior Sister Caiwei?"

Li Miaozhen laughed.

PS: I have to go to bed early today, so I can’t stay up late to save the manuscript for 9:00 tomorrow morning, so the update at 9:00 tomorrow morning will be pushed to the afternoon or evening. Of course, there will be double changes tomorrow.