Flourishing age's Medical concubine

The pale woman with her eyes closed felt the cold of the sword blade approaching her neck, but suddenly felt a cold wind passing by her neck. The originally expected pain did not come. On the contrary, his shoulders were wet with something, and a thick smell of blood filled his nostrils. The woman opened her eyes, but saw that the woman in black who was several years younger than herself was looking at herself with a smile. Looking back, I saw a blood hole in the middle-aged man's neck. The blood fell on her shoulder along the long sword and soaked the whole shoulder. The woman was stunned. Her legs fell soft and sat on the ground, biting her fingers and sobbing.

Nangong Mo took back the long sword and blood gushed out. She took two steps back in disgust and watched the middle-aged man suddenly fall to the ground.

"Wuwu..."

Nangong Mo seldom feels guilty. The woman in red would rather die with the man in the end, but she frightened others.

Just about to say something, Lin Changfeng lifted the tent and came in from the outside. He was angry and said, "I said, Miss Mo, what are you waiting for?" does it take so long to kill someone? Made him think something had happened.

Nangong Mo, guilty, pointed to the woman crying on the ground and motioned Lin Changfeng to finish it. Childe Changfeng touched his nose and said he was not good at it.

Just when both of them were going crazy, the woman in red raised her head, wiped away her tears and said to Nangong Mo, "go quickly." Nangong Mo raised her eyebrows and said, "we're gone. What do you do?" the woman in red smiled miserably and said, "I'm already like this. What else do I need to do? Horizontally and vertically... There's no one to worry about. Thank you for cutting the enemy for me." Then the woman in red suddenly took out a dagger from her sleeve and wanted to stab her chest. Lin Changfeng waved his hand, and the folding fan flying out of his hand knocked the dagger in the red woman's hand down to the ground and turned back into his hand. Nangong Mo Ningmei said, "how many people want to live but can't live, but do you want to die?"

The woman in red bit the corners of her lips and resisted the sound of crying. Although she came from a bad family background, she is also an innocent person. Now the whole family is killed, leaving her alone and ruined by her enemy. She lives in the hope that she can avenge her family one day. Now her enemy dies in front of her, and she has nothing to worry about.

Nangong Mo sighed and said, "do you have the courage to die, but you don't have the courage to survive?"

"Miss Mo, someone is coming!" Lin Changfeng said in a deep voice at the door. Although they knocked out the guard at the door, someone will always find something wrong after so long. Nangong Mo nodded and said, "I see. Let's go out first."

Soon, someone came around and surrounded the whole big tent. Nangong Mo and Lin Changfeng raised the curtain and went out. There were bright lights outside.

"Who are you?" someone snapped.

Nangong Mo glanced at them and found that the rebels were indeed a mixture of dragons and snakes. Everyone had them. Some were dressed in the clothes of the garrison of the imperial court, some were dressed in the clothes of princes and soldiers, and some were simply dressed in the clothes of ordinary people. It was obvious that they were directly arrested and marched. Nangong Mo glanced coldly at the speaker and said in a deep voice, "the leader stands up."

Everyone looked at each other. Who has ever seen such an arrogant assassin? He was found not to run away, but to see the leader.

"They are assassins, kill them!" a man shouted.

A dark shadow flashed. The man's voice just fell. At the same time, the whole man also roared to the end. There was only a wisp of bright red blood on his neck. Lin Changfeng stood in front of Nangong Mo, casually waved the folding fan in his hand, smiled and said, "didn't you hear what this girl said?" if he didn't wear a night clothes, his elegant and gentle appearance would make people think he was a talent in the south of the Yangtze River. I can't see at all. Just now the folding fan in his hand cut a man's neck.

Nangong Mo continued: "Lingzhou Wei is stationed, and the prince of Yuejun has a leader to stand up."

There was a commotion in the camp. After a while, several people stood up one after another.

"Zhao Fei, a thousand households of Lingzhou Youwei."

"Chen San, deputy Baihu of Lingzhou Youwei."

"Lingzhou Zuowei Deputy Qianhu Xuting."

"Wang Jing, deputy commander of the fief of the king of Yue."

Nangong Mo nodded slightly and said, "well, a thousand households, a deputy thousand households, took tens of thousands of regular soldiers to join the rebels? Are you very dissatisfied with your head, or do you have a deep blood feud with your family?"

"Who are you?" led by Zhao Fei, the Qianhu family.

Nangong Mo raised his hand and a golden dragon token appeared in his hand. In the light of the fire, if I came in person, the four words were clearly visible, "Zhao Fei, Chen San, Xu Ting and Wang Jing, can this sign still command you?"

There was a moment of silence, and all four finally knelt down, "long live your majesty!"

Seeing the four people kneeling down, the rest of the army also knelt down, and some of the captured people didn't know, so when they saw these people kneeling down, they also knelt down. But for a moment, there were only less than one floor of people standing in such a large military camp.

"You... Have you turned back?" one of the remaining people, who seemed to be the leader, angrily scolded with a frightened voice: "don't forget, you have taken refuge in the general. Do you think the imperial court will let you go?!"

"Take it!" Nangong murmured.

There are still some differences between the regular army and the mob. Nangong Mo's words didn't respond to those ordinary people, and they didn't even know who he was talking to. But when Zhao Fei, who was kneeling on the ground, waved his hand, the soldiers of lingzhouwei immediately got up and surrounded all those who had to fight tenaciously. The man who spoke was still unwilling and shouted, "the general will not let you go!"

Nangong Mo said, "are you talking about the man inside? Changfeng, please come out and have a look."

Lin Changfeng shrugged and was about to go in and move the dead out, but he heard a woman's voice behind him saying, "no need!" they turned around. The woman in red came out with something and threw it in front of the rebels. When I looked at it, it turned out to be a bloody head. Nangong Mo was surprised and picked Xiumei.

"Who is the girl? Why do you have your Majesty's token?" after the impact just now, someone finally came back. From beginning to end, they broke up with the rebels without knowing the identity of the woman. Nangong Mo played with the token in his hand and said, "Nangong Mo, Royal Princess of Xingcheng."

"Met the princess!"

"Get up." Nangong Mo waved to them to get up. The four did not immediately get up, looked at each other, and Zhao Fei said, "princess, Mo Jiang and others are forced to take refuge in the rebels. They dare not ask your majesty for forgiveness. They just want to be able to forgive their families and the soldiers below. Please tell your majesty that Mo Jiang is willing to die."