Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 169 Healing
As soon as the whistle sounded, all the killers who had been fighting vigorously just now stopped attacking, quickly fled into the night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Xiao Lang frowned almost invisibly, and didn't think carefully about the reason why Brother Huang let him go, because his attention was all on the injured Xinmeng.

Handing the sword in his hand to Yan Qing, he hugged Xinmeng and ran in the dark alley.After walking for about seven or eight miles, I came to a simple courtyard in the southwest of the city.

After stopping, Xiao Lang glanced at Yan Qing, Yan Qing understood, and immediately dodged to hide in the dark to watch out.

Xiao Lang did not enter through the crumbling wooden door, but jumped over the low earthen wall, went straight to the window of one of the huts, and lightly knocked on the window lattice.

There was a slight sound in the house, and someone came to the window and asked in a low voice, "Who is outside?"

"Me." Xiao Lang simply answered with one word.

But this was enough for the people in the room to recognize Xiao Lang's voice.

The window opened from the inside, Xiao Lang jumped in with Xinmeng in his arms, and told the people in the room: "Qiao Bai, turn on the lamp."

Soon, the lights came on, and the dim light illuminated the humble house.One bed, one cabinet, one table, four chairs, no extra furniture.

Those living in the southwest of the city are all poor people who don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes.The owner of this room is a man in his thirties, with a burly figure and clear facial features, without exception, he is dressed in a poor man's clothes - coarse cloth clothes, and his long hair is fixed on his head with a polished wooden hairpin. back.His tiger eyes shot out from time to time, which shows that he is not what he appears on the surface, he is just an ordinary townsman.

Xiao Lang carefully placed Xinmeng on the bed and asked her to lie on her side with her back facing outside so as not to press on the wound.The gentleness of the movements is like caring for the treasure in your heart.

"Who is she?" Qiao Bai saw it, and suddenly became curious.The injured person was wearing men's clothes, but it was obvious that she was a woman.

"Yan Qing is keeping watch outside. You go out with him, and he will tell you what happened tonight." Xiao Lang automatically ignored the question about Xinmeng's identity.

"Okay." Qiao Bai glanced at the feathered arrow on the woman's right shoulder, and realized that Xiao Lang was going to heal her, so he first took out the golden medicine, white cloth, scissors and short knife from the cabinet, and put them beside the bed He took the oil lamp and put it on the chair, and then he went out of the room and closed the door carefully.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Xiao Lang started to do it.

First use scissors to cut off the tail feathers of the feather arrow, leaving only part of the hilt and the arrow stuck in the flesh, then untied Xinmeng's belt, and took off half of the robe.

Before, in order to hide her feminine features, when Xinmeng changed into men's clothing, she purposely wrapped a white cloth around her chest a few times.

At this moment, what Xiao Lang could see was the half circle of white cloth on his back, and a jade-white arm hanging on his side.But he had no intention of appreciating the half-blooming spring, all he could see was the shocking arrow wound on his shoulder blade and the black blood flowing from the wound.

He frowned fiercely, leaned closer to the wound and sniffed vigorously.As expected, the blood flowing from the wound was not only black, but also had a foul smell.

At this moment, he suddenly solved the mystery of the killer's sudden retreat—brother Huang didn't want her to die!
Xinmeng, who was unconscious after being injured, suddenly felt very cold after being stripped of her robes, and couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)