Chapter 66 At stake: It turns out that just when Gray's arrow shot Nalan Zhenqi, Nalan Zhijin had already found Nalan Zhenqi. He was waiting in the distance for Nalan Zhenqi to shoot the rabbit and reappear. Suddenly
Seeing Gray in the distance, I thought at first that Gray and Nalan Zhenqi had taken a fancy to the same rabbit. They wanted to see who would kill the rabbit best, but they didn't realize it until Gray's arrow shot out.
It turns out that Gray's target is not the rabbit but Nalan Zhenqi.
At this time, it was too late to tell Nalan Zhenqi, so he could only block it with his own body. The arrow hit Nalan Zhijin's chest by accident. Nalan Zhijin even told Nalan Zhenqi who
There was no chance that he was the murderer, so he passed out.
Seeing this situation, Gray hurriedly rode away. He originally just wanted to casually hurt Nalan Zhenqi, but he didn't expect that Nalan Zhijin would come out halfway. And judging from the fact that he was injured in the same place, he was probably going to get closer.
My heart was broken and I left in a hurry.
Nalan Zhenqi jumped off the horse, picked up Nalan Zhijin and shouted eagerly, "Tenth brother? Tenth brother, how are you?"
There was blood on Nalan Zhijin's chest, and the warm blood was still pouring out continuously. Nalan Zhenqi lost his mind in a panic, his eyes were blank, and his trembling hands gently touched Nalan Zhijin's pale face, "
"Seventh brother, what happened?" Nalan Qingyi arrived on horseback, jumped off the horse and looked at Nalan Zhijin who was covered in blood, "What happened to tenth brother?"
"Tenth brother is injured. The man was going to shoot me, but tenth brother blocked the arrow for me." Nalan Zhenqi grasped Nalan Qingyi tightly with both hands at a loss, "Brother Prince, what should I do?"
What should I do? What if my tenth brother can't wake up again? I'm really scared, I'm so scared."
"It's okay, Brother Ten will be fine." Nalan Qingyi picked up Nalan Zhijin, "We will take him back to the palace now and get the best witch doctors to treat him. Don't worry, he will be fine."
"Yes," Nalan Zhenqi nodded mechanically, fear welling up from the bottom of his heart little by little. The blood of the tenth brother was still in his hands, and the smile of the tenth brother was still echoing in his mind. Why?
To save him, he would rather be injured than see anyone around him leave him. Brother Shi, please, survive.
When Nalan Qingyi appeared in front of Nalan Zhenhai and everyone with Nalan Zhijin covered in blood, the crowd immediately became noisy.
"What happened?" Nalan Zhenhai approached the two of them.
Nalan Qingyi looked solemn, "My tenth brother is injured. Father, please allow me to take my tenth brother back to the palace."
"Father, this is all my fault, my fault." Nalan Zhenqi, who arrived later, had blood on his hands and shirt, and his face was pale and weak.
Nalan Zhenhai's heart immediately tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check on Nalan Zhenqi, "How are you? Are you injured too? Where is the injury? Is it serious?"
"My son is not injured, the one who is injured is my tenth brother." Nalan Zhenqi hurriedly knelt down, "Father, please allow my son and the prince to return to the palace together."
"It's good that you're fine, it's fine that you're fine." Nalan Zhenhai didn't seem to worry about the dying Nalan Zhijin at all, but was more concerned about Nalan Zhenqi.
Jing Yirong took Nalan Zhijin from Nalan Qingyi's hand, hugged him with both hands, felt the thin breathing on his chest, glared at Nalan Zhenhai who didn't care about him at all, and then looked at Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhenhai
Lan Zhenqi said: "I will take him back first, and you can return to the palace as quickly as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yirong stood on tiptoes gently, held Nalan Zhenqi in his arms, performed Qing Kung Fu, and walked away on the branches in the woods.
Everyone was dumbfounded by Jing Yirong's peerless martial arts. They had already seen Jing Yirong's ruthlessness, but no one expected that she was so strong in martial arts. I am afraid that even General Yu Yingxuan's martial arts was not superior to hers.
Nalan Zhenhai's concerned eyes moved away from Nalan Zhenqi, and the thoughts in his eyes deepened. At this moment, he really began to regret the agreement he had reached with Jing Yirong. She was more powerful than he thought, so
Even if he wants to kill her one day due to her strong martial arts, it won't be such a simple thing.
Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhenqi immediately jumped on their horses and ran towards the palace as fast as they could. They were praying in their hearts that nothing should happen to Nalan Zhijin.
Jing Yirong used all her strength along the way, without even a moment's rest. The warmth of Nalan Zhijin she could feel became less and less, and even his breathing was gradually disappearing. Jing Yirong
A sense of fear arose in my heart, just like when Nalan Qingyi was injured some time ago, as if she was no longer like herself.
As soon as Jing Yirong landed in the small courtyard, Xiao Yan ran over from a distance, her eyes fell on Nalan Zhijin, "What happened to the tenth prince?"
"Call the witch doctor." Jing Yirong said eagerly, fully prepared to explain Xiao Yan's problem.
Xiao Yan ran out immediately. It must be said that the sight of the tenth prince covered in blood scared her.
Dozens of witch doctors were called to the Crown Prince's uterus. Every witch doctor looked at Nalan Zhenqi with sweating profusely, "Crown Princess, the tenth prince is too seriously injured. This arrow seems to be stuck straight in."
The position of the tenth prince's heart is not known to have hurt his heart. If it really hurts his heart, we are afraid that if we pull out the arrow, the tenth prince will be unable to recover. But if we wait now, we are afraid that the tenth prince will be unable to recover.
The prince cannot hold out a stick of incense for as long as he wants."
"Don't worry about these useless words I said." Jing Yirong grabbed the witch doctor by the collar, "What do you mean by your words, it's a miracle that you are saved, but it's natural that you can't be saved?"
"I don't dare." The witch doctor immediately knelt on the ground, "But this is the fact. There is really nothing that the Crown Princess and the ministers can do. The angle of this arrow is too accurate and too deep."
Jing Yirong slapped her palm on the table. For the first time, she regretted that there was no X-ray in this era. Otherwise, she could know exactly where the arrow was shot by just looking at it. She also regretted that there was no heart-changing surgery in this world.
In modern times, let alone a mere arrow wound, even your heart can be replaced.
Jing Yirong grabbed the witch doctor standing beside him, "I don't care what methods you use, if you can't save him, I will let you all be buried with him."
"Princess, you are really embarrassing me." A witch doctor bravely took a step forward and cupped his hands, "The tenth prince's injury is too serious. Even the Great Luo Immortal cannot guarantee that he can be revived.
If the Crown Princess is willing to let the ministers try, there may be a chance to save him. If the Crown Princess insists on saying this, then I will not even have the chance to take action. I can only risk my life to tell the Crown Princess that in order to save the tenth prince.
There’s not even a chance for the first floor.”
"I don't want you to try, I just want to save people." Jing Yirong approached the witch doctor who was talking with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes, "Are you new here? I don't know that the Crown Princess's words are always just to be obeyed and not to be doubted. Since
If you are sure that the chance of resurrecting the disease is low, then I will send you to hell first."
After saying that, Jing Yirong stretched out his hand and twisted the witch doctor's neck. With just a slight twist, the witch doctor died before he even had time to cry out for help.
The remaining witch doctors looked at Jing Yirong in shock, never expecting that their princess would kill someone without blinking an eye.
"Xiao Yan dragged him out to feed the dogs," Jing Yirong's sinister and cold eyes fell on the faces of the witch doctors, "Whoever dares to say that he can't survive will end up like him.
I will keep it for him because he doesn’t deserve it.”
"Weak ministers deserve to die." The witch doctors immediately knelt on the ground, "My ministers' strength is really limited, and they are useless."
Jing Yirong stared at the witch doctors coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, who will make the first move?"
"Princess, Wei Chen really doesn't have this ability, but Wei Chen knows that there is someone in the world who can definitely save the tenth prince." The witch doctor who had been in the crown prince's womb all year round spoke.
"who is it?"
The witch doctor lowered his head and replied respectfully, "The owner of Yuluo Village, Duan Yuliu."
"Him?" A pure white figure immediately flashed in Jing Yirong's mind.
"Yes, Yuluo Village is the largest village in the world, and Duan Yuliu is the owner of Yuluo Village. It is said that he is a master of poison and detoxification. There is no poison in the world that he cannot detoxify. Yuluo Village is the best in the world.
No. 1 Qizhuang, where all the strange people in the world live. Everyone who is accepted by Yuluo Villa obeys the words of Duan Yuliu, the owner of the village. It is said that the strange doctor Liu Mo was also admitted to Yuluo Villa last month.
Mo has great medical skills. It is said that if he wants to save a person, even if the person's whole body is rotten and only one head is left, he can change his body and save him."
Jing Yirong approached the witch doctor, and his cold voice sounded like a demon, "Do you think it's easy to find such a person? Just now, according to what they said, it won't take even one stick of incense to cure the disease."
"We can use witchcraft to freeze the tenth prince." As soon as the witch doctor finished speaking, the witch doctors actually took a breath, and Jing Yirong's expression became even colder, "Don't make everything sound so nice, Bing
What are the sequelae of the closure?”
"With our combined power, the tenth prince can only be frozen for fifteen days. If Liu Mo is not found to save the tenth prince once the fifteen days are up, the frozen witchcraft will not be able to undo even one pillar of time for the tenth prince."
, will directly..." The witch doctor did not dare to say the next words, but Jing Yirong had already guessed it.
"Since you are unable to save him, just freeze him." Jing Yirong glanced coldly for a week.
The witch doctor spoke again, "Princess, if you find Duan Yuliu, you can find Liumo. Duan Yuliu is from the Yu Kingdom."
"I understand." Jing Yirong looked at the witch doctor, "Use your witchcraft to freeze him quickly. I will bring Liu Mo back within a month."
Jing Yirong walked out of the house, and Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhenqi had just entered the palace.
"Master, how is the tenth brother?" Nalan Zhenqi asked nervously.
Jing Yirong frowned, "I asked the witch doctor to freeze him, and I will go to Yu State to find Liu Mo to save him tomorrow."
"Ice?" Nalan Zhenqi's face turned pale and he took a few steps back, "Tenth brother must be seriously injured, otherwise how could he use witchcraft."
"Seventh Prince, you don't have to worry as long as we find Liu Mo within a month." Xiao Yan couldn't bear to comfort Nalan Zhenqi.
"It's because of my tenth brother that it became like this." Nalan Zhenqi could only think of Nalan Zhijin's appearance covered in blood just now. His fear was about to make him collapse, and he was about to knock him down.
Xiao Yan stepped forward and patted Nalan Zhenqi on the shoulder, "Don't be like this, he will be fine. The tenth prince still needs you to save him."
"But I..." Nalan Zhenqi had long lost his soul and couldn't even speak.