Dayong Nu sentenced to death

Chapter 421 Subtle changes, influence

There is a huge natural gap in the rock wall behind the mountain.

Su Rao and the others were chased by the strong wind and heavy snow all the way, just after they crossed the foot of the mountain, a head poked out from there and waved at her, "Girl, this way."

"Walk."

Turning the direction of her feet, Su Rao led the crowd and galloped away.

In the end, amidst the roar of the hurricane, they dodged and hid inside. With this natural barrier, even though the outside world was turned upside down, they were able to temporarily save their lives.

Everyone slid to the ground against the stone wall.

An invisible pressure and dead air shrouded in this space, Zhu Yan checked the injuries of Su Rao and several shadow thorns, then glanced at Xiao San's direction.

four people.

The familiar face was nowhere to be found.

Looking at the black-faced man and the other three in silence, as if their souls had been taken away, they stared blankly at the three inches in front of them.

He suddenly understood something.

The boy who always clamored to bet with him never came back.

Bai Xiaoqi.

Pain flashed across Zhu Yan's eyes very quickly, but she quickly covered it up. He withdrew his gaze, squatted in front of Su Rao, took out the golden medicine, tore off a corner of his clothes and said, "Girl, you Be patient, it might hurt a little."

The skin and flesh of her palm were sticky, covered with icy slag and crushed snow, freezing the blood.

It is necessary to shave off these dead skins before dressing them with medicine.

Hearing this, Su Rao's eyes moved, she took her hand away, looked at his hand and said, "You'd better deal with your injury first, I'll do it myself."

"The subordinates all have skin injuries, it doesn't matter, I'll give you first..."

"I also have skin trauma."

Su Rao looked at him steadfastly, with a slightly tired tone, "Zhu Yan, my throat is very dry, please don't let me talk anymore."

Her face was pale and her lips were blue.

Sick as if he had a serious illness.

After entering the Jiafeng Road, Zhuyan rarely saw her smile, whether it was lazy, casual, ironic, or calm... nothing.

She seems to be a different person.

Calm, silent, and indestructible.

She raised the lamp and sword in the wind and snow alone, not daring to relax a bit, obviously she was younger than many people present.

Zhu Yan felt pain in her heart, and couldn't bear to let her suffer any more.

"Okay, this subordinate will go now."

He walked to the side and sat down, and at this time Xiao Nan quietly walked over, stretched out his hand and turned it inside out in front of Su Rao, and said in a low voice, "I'm not hurt, take the medicine."

After the black-faced man and others fell into the ice cave, Xiao Nan stood by and watched coldly from the beginning to the end.

To him, the life and death of these people is not important at all.

All he cared about was his sister.

Without any effort, the palm naturally has no wounds.

Xiao Nan took the medicine bottle and the snake blade in Su Rao's hand, and began to clean up the wound with a serious face. Su Rao could see that the child was trying to open his heart to him, so she didn't refuse.

Let him move.

It's just that he was young and his strikes were not serious, which made Su Rao's bloody palm even more shocking.

Su Rao watched quietly, without even raising her eyebrows.

Seeing this scene, the prince couldn't help being moved. Just as he was about to remind Xiao Nan to pay attention to the wound, Mu Furong beside him stood up.

"Miss Mu, what are you doing?"

There was some seriousness in the prince's gentle voice. Now that life and death are at stake, everyone is exhausted and really has no mind to deal with the troubles from her.

He agreed to take her with him, not for the purpose of embarrassing others.

The prince even thought about how to beat her, but when she turned around, for the first time, emotions that he couldn't understand appeared in those timid and innocent eyes.

"Don't worry, my lord, I'm still a little cautious when life and death are at stake."

After she said this with a complicated complexion, she quickly walked towards Su Rao.

This move immediately attracted the attention of others.

Zhu Yan frowned, and directly clenched the sword in her hand. The others looked vigilant, and if she behaved slightly wrong, they would strike immediately.

Mu Furong naturally sensed the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

She felt sore and bitter.

Standing behind Xiaonan, Mu Furong looked down at those hands, and various scenes from the past suddenly appeared in her mind.

The cloak wrapped around the shoulders, the sweetheart who was mentioned on purpose, the smoothness and forbearance, generosity and tenderness...

Chasing and killing outside the bee path, let them go first, but stay and fight with the enemy.

In the snowstorm, she still let them go first, but put herself in danger again, just to rescue a few unknown soldiers who fell in the ice crevasse.

She expended her internal energy to press the hot water bag to keep Bai Xiaoqi warm.

Her injuries...

"If you treat her like this, her wound will fester even more."

Mu Furong said lightly: "Give me the medicine, I'll do it."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

She didn't care about the prince, did she know that she was thinking of others?

Not easy.

Su Rao raised her eyes to look at her, also a little surprised, Xiao Nan had already found out that there was someone behind her, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, now he would hear words like wound ulceration, and then saw that Su Rao's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Immediately shake hands.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiao Nan shrank her neck and asked in a low voice.

Su Rao smiled slightly and said, "It's okay for you to suffer as much pain as you have with that little strength."

"me……"

Xiao Nan stood up anxiously, after thinking twice, he still handed the medicine bottle and the snake blade to Mu Furong, and said coldly: "You take the medicine, don't make it hurt."

The simple and complicated short blade was still stained with blood.

heavy.

The moment she stuffed it into her hand, Mu Furong shuddered suddenly. If she remembered correctly, Su Rao used this knife to kill...

"Then please trouble Miss Mu."

Su Rao's words awakened the dreamer, Mu Furong came back to her senses, subconsciously clenched the dagger, squatted down and began to skillfully treat the wound.

Everyone stared at her.

It was as if he was guarding against her sudden attack...

After shaving the skin and applying medicine, and wrapping it with cloth strips, Mu Furong concentrated on doing the work at hand, and tied the knot neatly after finishing.

"Okay, you still have to be careful later, or you will leave scars."

She exhorted subconsciously.

Mu Furong didn't dare to look into Su Rao's eyes, for fear of seeing teasing or ridicule in it, like the contempt and contempt naturally revealed by a victorious person.

It seems to be saying, look, wishful thinking, in the end it is not to please me.

While she was thinking wildly, a female voice came to her ears.

"Thank you."

The tone was soft and there were no ups and downs. Such an attitude reminded her of the time when the two first met.

Mu Furong plucked up the courage to look at her.

There was a very faint smile in Su Rao's eyes, soft and quiet, examining the bow tie she tied when bandaging, "The technique is much better than mine."

The sincere praise made Mu Furong blushed unconsciously, and murmured: "It's just as long as you like it."

"I, I can't help anything else, only this."

Yes.

From these things, she finally began to seriously examine her position in this group of people.

She is delicate and frail, and does not use martial arts.

Encountering danger will only delay you.

But fortunately, she is not useless.

At this moment, Mu Furong's anxious and empty heart seemed to be filled with something. She rubbed her hands together in embarrassment, stood up and said in a low voice, "I'll help other people deal with their wounds..."

(End of this chapter)