A husband found in the village? I bought a regent for a penny!

Looking at the empty space behind the tree, Mu Nanzhao instantly thought of countless terrible possibilities.

Until he noticed the unusual rustling sound of the withered grass...

As Mu Nanzhao approached, he saw Gu Xixi lying face down on the ground.

He could see clearly that one of her outstretched hands was moving, as if she was counting on her fingers.

His previously tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and his body felt weak. He had to reach out and hold onto the tree trunk to barely keep his balance.

Gu Xixi sensed something amiss beside her and raised a corner of her forehead to look up. "Chen Fang?"

At this point, the shaking in the grass completely stopped.

Gu Xixi jumped up in a flash, "You've already finished your call."

Mu Nanzhao nodded wearily and walked towards the bushes with his soft sword in hand.

He parted the withered grass and glanced at her, intentionally blocking Gu Xixi's curious gaze.

"Don't bother looking, it's completely dead, there's nothing to see."

Gu Xixi could also guess that the person's death was not a pleasant one.

Especially when watching it late at night, the visual and psychological impact is probably too much for most people to handle.

Gu Xixi accepted Mu Nanzhao's offer and stopped looking in that direction. "Let's hurry up and go."

"It would be better to find General Meng and his men as soon as possible."

The two left the poplar grove and headed southeast.

On the way here, Meng Chengping pointed to a huge, dead poplar tree and said, "If anything happens and we get separated, we should meet up here."

After walking for about half an hour, when the moon was high in the sky, we still hadn't seen the poplar tree.

The northwestern wilderness grew increasingly cold in the dead of night.

The two could clearly see themselves exhaling large puffs of white air.

Mu Nanzhao asked, "Are you sure it's this way?"

Gu Xixi often collected things in the wild, which gave her an excellent sense of direction.

She said confidently, "I'm sure."

“We came by horse-drawn carriage. This road doesn’t seem far, but it will probably take an hour to go back.”

Mu Nanzhao did not speak again.

He could clearly feel the heat draining from his body.

At this moment, his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every additional word he spoke was too much for his heart to bear.

However, he still managed to keep himself going and appeared no different from usual.

Gu Xixi continued to walk forward, encouraging herself and Mu Nanzhao.

"Let's hold on a little longer, it's too cold, we can't stop."

The terrain on the wasteland was rugged, and a ditch appeared ahead. Jumping across it shouldn't be a problem.

Mu Nanzhao suddenly grabbed Gu Xixi, his expression instantly turning gloomy and cold.

Gu Xixi heard it too, "There are people, there are footsteps, and more than one person."

Someone came through the snow, and there was the sound of metal scraping against the other side.

And they actually flanked them from the front.

The remaining Northern Li troops should all be with General Meng.

Did they send someone else?

Mu Nanzhao immediately pushed Gu Xixi, "Go! Go back!"

"As long as you hold out until dawn, Meng Chengping will find you."

Gu Xixi objected in a low voice, "No! We'll go together!"

"What if their purpose this time is to kill me?" Mu Nanzhao said, panting.

"Gu Xixi, aren't you most concerned about your own life or death? Don't you still want to accomplish so many things?"

Gu Xixi grabbed Mu Nanzhao's arm anxiously, "But what will you do if I leave?"

Mu Nanzhao frowned and said, "You're more than capable of handling a few people; you'll only get in the way here."

Seeing that Gu Xixi still refused to leave, his face darkened, and he coldly shouted, "I'm just like you, all I care about is my own life or death. I won't die, so don't drag me down with you. Get out of here!"

This was the first time Gu Xixi had been yelled at by her own people since she transmigrated into the book.

She got a little annoyed and angrily turned around and stormed off.

"It's just a matter of everyone fleeing when disaster strikes, so be it, who's afraid of who!"

However, she slowed down after taking only five steps.

She felt that her hand, which she had just touched, was wet and sticky, and something felt off.

Gu Xixi looked down and saw that her hands were covered in bright red blood in the moonlight...

On the other side, as soon as Gu Xixi left, Mu Nanzhao could no longer hold on and knelt down on the ground.

He looked up and stared ahead, his vision gradually blurring.

Is this really the end?

Hopefully, his death won't implicate innocent people...

At that moment, a pair of soft, warm hands wrapped around his shoulders.

Gu Xixi's voice was in his ear, "If you want me to have less trouble, then don't move."

……

The voices of the Northern Li people echoed several times near the trench.

Finally, they cursed a few words in their tribal language, mounted their horses, and rode away.

By this time, the eastern sky was already turning white, and all around was quiet except for the sound of the wind.

At the bottom of the trench, a patch of snow shook a few times, revealing a black cloak.

Immediately afterwards, a slender hand reached out and forcefully flung the cloak open.

Gu Xixi draped the hood over Mu Nanzhao and patted his face. "Mu Nanzhao! Those people are gone. Hey, if you hear me, give me a response!"

After a while, Mu Nanzhao let out a long sigh, "Stop filming, or I'll really die."

The last two hours of last night.

Gu Xixi used all her strength to drag Mu Nanzhao to the edge of the ditch, and the two of them tumbled down together.

She quickly dug a hole in the snow, and the two of them huddled together against one side of the ditch wall.

Then, Mu Nanzhao used his cloak to create a small triangular space for warmth, and covered the cloak with the snow piled up next to it.

This tactic worked perfectly. The Northern soldiers came and went without noticing that the two were hiding right under their feet.

Mu Nanzhao's most serious wound was on his left scapula, where a knife cut through a blood vessel.

Due to limited resources, Gu Xixi could only apply pressure to stop the bleeding.

The hemostatic effect was good, and Gu Xixi even took out two pills to feed Mu Nanzhao.

The medicine was given to me by the old doctor before I left.

The old doctor said that the bottle full of pills was what Mu Nanzhao had recently taken, and that it could suppress the toxicity.

Another type, capable of saving lives in critical moments. But there's only one.

The old doctor's exact words were, "This pill is extremely precious and should not be used lightly. No matter who is injured or seriously ill, taking it will allow them to last for at least five or six hours until they can find a doctor to save their life."

They were not yet truly out of danger, so Gu Xixi gave Mu Nanzhao the medicine without hesitation, without considering her own safety at all.

As dawn broke, Meng Chengping indeed led his troops back.

Hearing the familiar sound of horse whistles, Gu Xixi exclaimed with joy, "General Meng is here! We're saved!"

Upon hearing Gu Xixi's response, Meng Chengping jumped off his horse, slipped and fell several times, and tumbled and crawled to the edge of the ditch.

His face was covered in dark red blood, it was impossible to tell whether it was someone else's or his own.

It's clear they also went through a tough battle last night.

Meng Chengping's voice trembled with tears as he spoke, "Boss Gu?! How are you and Brother Mu doing?!"

Gu Xixi stood at the bottom of the ditch, looked up and replied, "I'm fine, it's him who's injured. Please get us up quickly."

Meng Chengping wiped his eyes hastily and ordered the soldiers to lower the rope down.

He then jumped down into the ditch and carried Mu Nanzhao up on his back.

When Mu Nanzhao reached the top, he glanced at Gu Xixi, and just as a smile appeared on his lips, he lost consciousness...