Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

Immediately afterwards, she felt herself flying into the air and landing again. She was already standing five steps away from Tianxu, and two sharp shouts rang in her ears.

"Sister!"

"stop!"

Mu Mu? It's Mu Mu's voice!

Mu Mu is here too?

Feng Xili was held hostage by a tall woman, with a long sword across her neck, covered in blood.

Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, a strong smell of blood came from behind her, her wrists were pinched almost broken, and a hint of coldness was pressed against her throat.

Feng Xili's body was frozen and she dared not move.

"Who are you! Let my sister go!" Feng Tianxu widened his eyes, and the panic in his eyes was obvious.

Mu Lanxun's face darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He took a step forward, dropped the small dagger in his hand, and spoke.

"Let her go, and I'll let you go."

The person behind him slightly bent his waist, hid his head behind Feng Xili, and stared at Mu Lanxun vigilantly.

He growled, "You've ruined my plans time and again, and stopped me from taking revenge. Now you want me to leave empty-handed? I can't possibly do that!"

A man's voice? Feng Xili was surprised.

The person behind her roared excitedly, the sword in her hand became unstable, and a cut appeared faintly on her neck.

This man is obviously a desperado and is injured, but I am powerless. What should I do?

"I'll give you the evidence you want. She's innocent and has nothing to do with your blood feud."

Mu Lan sought compromise. This person was not necessary. Right now, her sister was the most important.

The stalemate continued, and she could feel that the person behind her didn't believe Mu Mu's words, and he was pinching her wrist more and more tightly.

She couldn't help but groan in pain, and Mu Lanxun was instantly filled with murderous intent, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes as he stared at her.

"Swoosh!" The man felt a strong wind coming from behind him. His eyes became fierce and he immediately released the hand that was holding Feng Xili and pushed her away.

Then he turned around and tried to block, but was pierced through the chest by a sword from the opponent. The opponent was using two swords, and he blocked one sword before continuing.

Feng Xili lunged forward, only to feel a chill on the back of her waist, and instantly a sharp pain spread throughout her body.

"Well……"

Mu Lanxun caught her body as she lunged forward. She lay on his arms, taking a few breaths, and felt the sky growing darker and darker.

The last impression she had was Mu Mu looking at her in horror, a shrill voice echoing in her ears: "Sister!!"

Feng Tianxu's hands and feet were cold, and his eyes were staring straight at the handle of the dagger on her left waist. He seemed to not understand why there was a handle on his sister's waist?

Mu Lanxun was stunned for a moment in shock, at a loss as to what to do. Her sister was injured!

For the first time, he felt his mind go blank, and for a moment he didn't even know where he was.

"Sister, sister!" Mu Lanxun heard a few cries faintly. As if he had been electrocuted, he pinched her wrist with a pale face. After searching for a moment, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms with trembling hands.

He fed Feng Xili a pill and pressed a few of her acupoints.

"Master!" Although Yuanri's sneak attack was successful, he did not kill the girl with one blow. Now the girl is seriously injured and must be treated as soon as possible.

He went to a nearby place and cut down a few thick, straight branches, then took off his outer clothes and tied them together to form a simple wooden board.

Mu Lanxun knew what she meant at a glance. He bit his tongue, suppressed his inner panic, and carefully carried Feng Xili onto the wooden board, letting her lie on it so as not to put pressure on the wound on her lower back.

"You! Get up and help me carry it! Send my sister back to the city as soon as possible."

He gave Feng Tianxu instructions in a deep voice, then turned around and handed Yuanri a jade token.

"You go ahead and invite the ghost doctor over, and we'll write off everything. Then we'll reconcile at Shan'an Hall."

"Yes!" Yuanri turned and left, and disappeared in a few breaths.

Feng Tianxu had tied his hands to the tree branches, so even if his hands slipped, he would not fall.

"Didn't you bring anyone with you when you went out?" Mu Lanxun asked in a cold voice. This place was remote, and carrying his sister down the mountain was a physically demanding job. This young master was well-dressed and well-fed, and he was fat and big. He must be careful not to let his sister fall halfway.

"I, I wanted to give my sister a surprise, so I didn't let them follow." Feng Tianxu was a little annoyed. Who would have thought that there could be a desperado hiding in this bright sea of ​​flowers!

Mu Lanxun wanted to kick him to death after hearing this. How could the son or daughter of an official family go out alone?

This little fat guy has no brains!!

"Hurry up and lift it up. Your sister doesn't have time to waste any more."

He walked to the front, lifted the wooden board, turned his head and instructed again: "Keep your weight on your legs and follow my direction."

Before he was ten years old, Mu Lanxun was the most favored prince. Not only did he have to study various cultural books, but riding, archery and physical training were also essential.

Now trapped in Shangli Country, his progress has been somewhat slower, but his physical fitness is still much better than that of the young masters from aristocratic families.

Because Feng Xili was injured, the two could not take the normal route down the mountain, so Mu Lanxun had no choice but to choose a small path covered with weeds.

I thought this little fat boy would be staggering and cause trouble, but I didn't expect his steps to be powerful and his wrists to be steady. It can be seen that he has some skills.

If she could ignore his wheezing, Mu Lanxun would look at him with new eyes.

In half an incense stick of time, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain smoothly. Not far ahead was Shan'an Hall, which usually treated pilgrims nearby for injuries, headaches and minor illnesses.

Now, the old doctor in the inner hall was so frightened when he saw two people carrying in a woman covered in blood that the mugwort leaves in his hands fell off.

Mu Lanxun put down a few pieces of silver and walked straight to the medicine drawer. The ghost doctor should be here soon.

After a while, Yuanri arrived with the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor walks at night, a little old man with shifty eyes, thin and skinny, and slovenly all over.

If you didn't know, no one would have thought that such an unkempt man would be the famous ghost doctor who often snatched people from the hands of the King of Hell.

The old man took one look at the lying Feng Xili and could tell at a glance that she had been fed the Spirit Pill.

"You are so willing to do that!" The old man glanced at Mu Lanxun and twirled his dirty beard.

"Everyone get out. I'll treat the old man. I never keep anyone around!"

"Thank you, sir." Mu Lanxun bowed respectfully and pulled Feng Tianxu out to wait.

Feng Tianxu stared at the ground like a puppet, his mind full of the image of his elder sister pulling him anxiously, and her lying on the ground covered in blood.

The two scenes jumped back and forth repeatedly, his eyes flickered, he clenched his back teeth tightly, and was unaware of the bloody taste in his mouth.

Not long after, Lai Ye and Chang Bao also arrived. Fenfang went back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report that the young master and young lady were in danger and injured, and they had to report to the Prime Minister no matter what.

It was not until the moon was high in the sky that the old man opened the door and walked out while washing his hands.

There were several circles of people gathered outside the door, including the Prime Minister and his wife, Fenfang Lai Ye, and the people in Feng Tianxu's yard. Mu Lanxun quietly hid behind the crowd and did not step forward.

The old man glanced at the crowd and said calmly, "There aren't enough herbs here, and I don't have all the tools at hand. The little girl is not in danger for now, but..."