The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 256 - Killing Move

Feng Muyan's martial arts was originally slightly inferior to Gu Liuqing's, but if he concentrated his energy he could also end up in a draw. However, today he was concerned about Mu Ziyan's safety, and Gu Liuqing's moves today were ruthless and merciless, and within twenty moves Feng Muyan was already injured in several places.

Mu Ziyan was so anxious that she used her killing move. Any soldier who wanted to get close to her was chopped to the ground by her. Before the next wave of soldiers could come up, she immediately turned over and landed next to Feng Muyan, and fought against Gu Liuqing side by side with him.

This scene reminded Gu Liuqing of the moment when the mask was knocked off that day. The killing move in his hand became more fierce. The small folding fan seemed to be endowed with magical power. The robe would be cut off in an instant when it touched it, not to mention the soft hair.

"Whoosh!"

The hidden arrow came too fiercely. Feng Muyan hugged Mu Ziyan and turned around, and the sharp arrow with a barb pierced his right shoulder. He had no time to dodge Gu Liuqing's attack in a hurry, and the arrow hit him hard on the back, causing him to mouth a mouthful of warm blood.

"Amu!"

"Don't be afraid, Li'er, I'm fine!" After saying this, he broke the arrow on his shoulder, leaving only the arrowhead in his shoulder. During the whole process, he did not even frown, for fear of making the person in his arms worry.

"Luhe is late, please forgive me, sir!" Luhe came on horseback, holding a bow and arrow, and quickly dismounted and knelt in front of Gu Liuqing.

At this moment, arrows came from all directions and shot straight at the soldiers led by Gu Liuqing. This place instantly turned into a Shura hell. Most of the arrows pierced through the skulls, and a small number of arrows pierced two people at a time. In a short while, most of Chu Nan's soldiers were killed, and the death of each of them was extremely horrifying.

"Retreat!" Gu Liuqing waved his hand and shouted with a grim face, jumped on his horse, turned back to look at Mu Ziyan deeply, and rode away with unwillingness in his eyes.

When they were the only two left on the huge street, Feng Muyan let go of the person in his arms and fell backwards softly. Fortunately, Mu Ziyan came around in time and hugged him from behind to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Amu, hold on a little while, I'll carry you to see a doctor!"

After walking through several streets carrying the gradually losing consciousness Feng Muyan, Mu Ziyan's whole body was soaked with sweat. He finally found a clinic with a sign hanging on it, but the door was closed. In desperation, Mu Ziyan kicked the door open and rushed in carrying the person on his back.

"Is anyone there? Is the doctor here? Get out now!" Mu Ziyan yelled like crazy.

"Didn't you see the paper on the door? This clinic has closed down. I will be moving out with my family in two days! You should take him to another place for treatment!"

Seeing that the doctor had no sympathy in his orders to expel him, Mu Ziyan put Feng Muyan on a mahogany chair beside him, stepped forward and grabbed the doctor's collar, gritting his teeth and saying, "If you don't cure him today, you won't live anymore!"

"Sir, it's not that I don't want to treat you, but since the war started, many medicine dealers have fled the city, and many precious medicinal materials are no longer available. Even if I want to save people, I can't do anything without the right ingredients, right?"

"Then treat him first. I'll find a way if you need any herbs!" He threw him in front of Feng Muyan. The old man felt Feng Muyan's pulse with trepidation, his heart growing colder. Even a great god might not be able to save such a serious injury.

Mu Ziyan brought over a basin of water, wrung out a face towel, and kept wiping the thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead. Soon, the clear water in the basin became extremely dirty.

Perhaps sensing Mu Ziyan's helplessness, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

"Amu, you finally opened your eyes and looked at me." Mu Ziyan was so excited that he grabbed Feng Muyan's hand like a child.