The Holy Son was looking at his face carefully in front of the mirror.
After using Shangguan Wanning's blood to restore his appearance, his heavy heart was finally relieved.
Suddenly, a black shadow seemed to flash past the window.
He hesitated slightly, picked up the candle and walked out.
The long corridor was dark and quiet. He observed that there was no movement for a long time, then turned around and returned to the room.
but……
The Holy Son saw that at some point, there was another person in the room.
He sat calmly at the table with a long sword in front of him.
"General Mu's martial arts skills are truly well-deserved." The Holy Son calmed down and slowly walked to sit opposite Mu Jingrui.
Mu Jingrui had no expression on his face, put his hands on the table, and looked at the Holy Son.
"My martial arts skills are definitely several times better than yours, but...in other aspects, I also have areas where I feel inferior." Mu Jingrui's voice seemed to have no trace of ripples, "For example, cruelty, coldness and selfishness."
"Thank you, General Mu, for complimenting me." The Holy Son did not feel ashamed, "If you don't care for yourself, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth. I plan for myself, which is human nature."
"That's right. So, I hate it when others plot against me and deceive me." Mu Jingrui's face darkened, and a cold light showed in his eyes. "We have kept our promise, but you have reservations."
The Holy Son paused slightly, but it was fleeting.
"I don't quite understand what General Mu means."
"Stupid people will not live long. If you really don't understand, then I won't force you. Anyway... it doesn't matter what happens to a dead person."
Mu Jingrui's thumb clasped on the hilt of the sword, and the Holy Son's feet unconsciously moved back.
"I know your martial arts are pretty good, but I tell you, you are vulnerable to me. Unless you are absolutely sure that you can run faster than my sword energy."
A chill ran down the Saint Son's back, and his voice became colder.
"what on earth do you want?"
"I asked your own people to read the prescription you gave me. Although it can temporarily detoxify, but...do you have any reservations?"
Mu Jingrui asked a military doctor to see a prescription for detoxifying Sun Jinyao's body. The military doctor could not see any flaws or problems at all.
However, in view of the despicable conduct of the Holy Son, Mu Jingrui could never fully believe it.
If it were him, he would do some tricks if he had the chance, and maybe he could still use them in the future.
"Who told you?" The Holy Son's face changed slightly.
"Who told me, are you confused?" Mu Jingrui slowly pulled out his long sword, "Actually, I don't have to save Sun Jinyao. It's just that I don't like to be controlled by others. If you want to say it, I will give it to you.
This is your last chance; if you don’t want to say it, forget it.”
As he spoke, Mu Jingrui pointed his sword at the Holy Son.
The Holy Son has a high status among the barbarian tribe. When has he ever suffered such injustice?
His eyes widened, and he reached out to grab Mu Jingrui's sword.
Mu Jingrui turned the sword several times and cut off three of the Holy Son's fingers.
The Holy Son was in pain and was about to scream when Mu Jingrui grabbed the Holy Son's throat.
"You have no chance to say it." Mu Jingrui said fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.
"I said...I said..."
Mu Jingrui's heart skipped a beat, and he was so furious.
Does this guy really have reservations?
"Add some Tianshan Snow Lotus as a medicine, otherwise, it will relapse in four or five years."
"Where is Ning'er?" Mu Jingrui was very worried that Shangguan Wan Ning would have sequelae.
"She will really be fine..." Shengzi felt the murderous aura emanating from Mu Jingrui's body, and felt numb all over. "She is my medicine guide, how could I do anything to her? Don't believe it."
, you can ask anyone you want."
Mu Jingrui let go of the Holy Son, stood up slowly, and looked at him condescendingly.
The Holy Son looked at his eyes and felt an unprecedented chill.
"Do you know that you have stepped on my bottom line?" Mu Jingrui turned around and swung the sword in his hand, blinding the Holy Son's eyes and drawing a cross on his face.
.
Although the Holy Son did not see Shangguan Wan Ning's body, in Mu Jingrui's heart, he still blasphemed the woman he loved most.
The Holy Son was rolling on the ground in pain, and Mu Jingrui left calmly.
Early the next morning, Mu Jingrui left the barbarian capital with his troops and returned to the pass.
He told the military doctor how to treat Sun Jinyao, but unfortunately, there was no Tianshan Snow Lotus for the time being. However, Sun Jinyao woke up after drinking the medicine.
He discussed and researched with Shangguan Wan Ning and the military doctors. The poison in his body could be temporarily suppressed, and he could use Tianshan Snow Lotus after he arrived in the capital.
Shangguan Wan Ning felt that as long as she returned to the capital, Lu Xiangzi would definitely find a solution, so she was relieved of her worries.
"Brother Yao, take a good rest. When you return to the capital, with Master here, you will be fine."
"Thank you for worrying you these days."
Sun Jinyao looked at the peaceful Shangguan Wan Ning in front of him, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
"Why are you being polite to me?" Shangguan Wan Ning asked Sun Jinyao to lie down, "I'm going back to the room first. If you need something, ask the maid to call me."
Shangguan Wan Ning walked out of Sun Jinyao's room and saw Mu Jingrui leaning against the pillar, so she immediately went up to him.
"General Mu is so free today?"
"You came here to take care of him eagerly before you recovered. Are you really not afraid of my jealousy?" Mu Jingrui took Shangguan Wanning's hand and looked at her wound.
"It's healed. I just bled a little more."
"If you recover, I plan to leave for Beijing immediately."
"Okay, I also want to go back early. I don't know if my mother is feeling better."
"Then you pack up and leave at any time. I'll go out for another inspection today."
"Um."
Mu Jingrui gave Shangguan Wan Ning a few words of advice, and then took Zheng Zhixing and several thousand troops to the nearby area to set up defenses and patrol.
In the evening, we set up camp in a flat and open area.
Late at night, when Mu Jingrui was about to take off his clothes and rest, a series of strange noises came from outside the military tent.
He hurriedly walked out, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, something hit him in the face.
He subconsciously dodged and knocked down the foreign object with one palm. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a huge bat.
The scene at the barbarian altar flashed through Mu Jingrui's mind. Before he could think about it, countless bats came towards him.
He hurriedly dodged, took out his long sword and danced, while heart-rending screams continued to be heard from all around.
Mu Jingrui looked around and saw that almost every soldier was besieged by bats.
"Zhixing?"
Mu Jingrui immediately headed towards Zheng Zhixing's military tent. Before he had gone far, a dark figure rushed towards him.