Chapter 347 Thank You for the Compliment

Dong Shi, a middle-aged man, found that the voice came from the center of the crowd, where Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia were.

As for the sender, he is also very familiar with it, it is Fengyun.

Knowing the owner of the voice, and then thinking about the content of the voice he made, he couldn't help feeling a little ominous foreboding.

"Hope my hunch isn't true."

He couldn't help but pray in his heart.

If something happened to the Seventh Prince, it would be very bad for him.

He needs to rush to Fengyun's side as soon as possible to clarify the situation.

When the warriors of the Black Crow Tribe saw him knocking their companions down to the ground, they subconsciously stepped aside to make way for him. This also allowed him to see clearly the situation in the crowd before he came to Fengyun's side.

However, the moment he saw it clearly, his heart couldn't help but sink suddenly.

The Seventh Prince, who had been dragged away by Fengyun, was now lying on the ground, with blood coming from his mouth and nose, his body twitching constantly, his face that had recovered its blood color turned pale again, and even revealed a faint blue color .

Most importantly, his eyes began to become dull, and the divine light was also fading.

His eyesight was very good, and after just one glance, he immediately realized that the situation of the Seventh Prince had become very bad, and it was still getting worse.

If he can't stop this deterioration, he can even make a prediction that he will die soon.

Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia were squatting beside him, seeming to think of a way to rescue him.

"Seventh Prince, he...how did he become like this?"

The middle-aged man walked quickly to Fengyun and Mu Qiuxia's side, and asked in a deep voice with a very ugly expression on his face.

In order to save the seventh prince, he gave up his easy victory. If the seventh prince died too, his loss would be great.

"It should be because he walked faster and the vibration was a little bigger, which made his injury worse."

Mu Qiuxia didn't raise her head, she just threw out a sentence.

"Cause of the shock?"

The middle-aged man cast his eyes on Fengyun,

Asked in a cold voice: "The Seventh Prince was carried away by you. If this happens, do you want to give me an explanation?"

"Confession? What confession? I don't think there is anything wrong with me."

Fengyun raised his head and looked at Dongshi with an innocent expression.

"You're not wrong? You actually say you're not wrong?"

Dong Shi's face was flushed with anger, he gasped for breath, managed to calm himself down, and said: "People have become like this, yet you still say it's not your fault? I see I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Thank you for the compliment? Am I fucking praising you?"

Dong Shi felt that he was about to vomit blood, and pointed at Feng Yun with his finger: "You...you..." He couldn't speak clearly.

"Shut up. If you want your seventh prince to live, shut up immediately."

Mu Qiuxia, who had been examining the son of the Black Crow King, seemed to be bored with the bickering between Dongshi and Fengyun, so she yelled to stop.

"You...you mean the Seventh Prince can still be saved?"

Dong Shi, who heard Mu Qiuxia's implication, was not only not angry, but smiled.

"Although his injuries are serious, with me around, he will never die."

Mu Qiuxia didn't deliberately boast about herself, but listening to her speak, people couldn't help feeling a sense of trust.

"That's good, that's good."

After getting Mu Qiuxia's assurance, Dong Shi finally relaxed.

Not only him, but the Black Crow Tribe fighters at the scene also showed expressions of relief, and even smiled on their faces.

They have all followed Yaba for a long time, and they know him very well. Once he gets angry, there is no reason to say it.

The seventh prince is his son, if he dies, he will be furious.

According to his past habits, when he got angry, his favorite thing to do was vent his anger.

Once he started to vent his anger, he would even vent his anger on some completely irrelevant people, and this time the injury and death of the Seventh Prince did have something to do with them, and they might be doomed.

"Don't make noise, otherwise don't blame me if your seventh prince dies."

Mu Qiuxia was obviously very dissatisfied with Dongshi's noise.

"I……"

Dong Shi still wanted to defend himself, but when Mu Qiuxia suddenly raised his head and looked at him, he subconsciously closed his mouth.

After not disturbing, Mu Qiuxia finally started to help the Black Crow King's son to heal his injuries. This time, her movements became much slower, appearing cautious.

In addition, the treatment process is completely different from before, and it has become much more complicated. There are no less than ten kinds of drugs used.

In the process, she even took out a pair of sharp small bone knives and cut on his body.

Although the process has become a lot more complicated, it can still be seen that with her operations, the condition of the Black Crow King's son is gradually being stabilized, and it didn't take long, and even showed signs of improvement.

Dong Shi's eyes never left Mu Qiuxia's hands, firstly to prevent her from moving some hands and feet during the rescue process, and secondly, to see her superb medical skills.

Although Mu Qiuxia is well-known, there are actually very few people who saw her rescue process with their own eyes.

The reason is very simple.

On weekdays, when she treats people, she often clears other people out. After the treatment is completed, she will let people approach her, and she will not let people see what she is doing at all.

This time, he was able to witness the whole process of her saving the Black Crow King's son with his own eyes. The Black Crow King felt very lucky, and the fighters of the Black Crow Tribe obviously thought so too.

They stood on tiptoes, stretched their necks, and looked towards the open space among the crowd, all wanting to witness Mu Qiuxia's rescue process with their own eyes.

Fengyun squatted beside Mu Qiuxia, helping him, keeping his head down.

However, his eyes kept turning, and he used his peripheral vision to see clearly every move of Dongshi and other Black Crow Tribe fighters, and a gleam of joy appeared in his eyes.

After Mu Qiuxia's hard work, the condition of the son of the Black Crow King finally stabilized, blood was no longer coming from the mouth and nose, and a trace of blood appeared on his face. Know that he has passed the dangerous period.

Mu Qiuxia's movements did not stop, and she gave Fengyun an order to stabilize the body of the Black Crow King's son, and grab the arrow that shot through his neck with his hand.

Then, she took out a larger bone knife, approached the arrow, and placed the blade on the arrow shaft.

Seeing this scene, everyone's attention couldn't help being highly concentrated. They realized that Mu Qiuxia wanted to remove the arrow from the Black Crow King's neck once and for all.

crunch...

There was an ear-piercing sound of the bone knife cutting the arrow shaft, but everyone on the Black Crow Tribe side listened intently.

Soon, the shaft of the arrow was about to be cut off, and at this moment Dong Shi suddenly jumped up and looked up at the sky. (to be continued.):