After Jiang Tong and Cheng Si'an met with Murong Yi, the command was quickly handed over to Murong Yi.

After all, the army belongs to the Western Qin Dynasty. Xiao Jinglan can command it for a while, but it is impossible for him to hold it in his hand all the time.

Jiang Tong was a Murong Yi person from beginning to end, and Jiang Tong... from beginning to end, he was only loyal to the Western Qin.

He could respect Xiao Jinglan, but he would never do anything betrayal with Xiao Jinglan.

The barbarian army was beaten to retreat to the mountain, and the barbarian army and the Donglin army, which were originally located at the foot of the mountain, were also forced to go up the mountain together.

"Did you see Shangguan Youlan?"

Feng Wuyou asked Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Jinglan frowned slightly.

He heard this name with physiological disgust.

"No."

He said indifferently.

When he came, he only saw Feng Wuyou and had no concern for anything else.

Shangguan Youlan was also lucky, and I don’t know where to go again while the chaos was in trouble.

Feng Wuyou looked at the barbarian army who was constantly retreating to the mountain and muttered unhappily: "Her luck is a little better."

Shangguan Youlan was making stupid all the way, doing the most angering Feng Wuyou all the way.

But she was like a god protecting her body. Whenever she was in a dangerous situation, she would always escape the disaster with luck.

After the barbarian army retreated for a while, they gradually stabilized their positions and began to confront the Western Qin army.

Murong Yi didn't plan to continue to advance.

Although he had reinforcements at this moment, the barbarian army was not bad either.

Especially he could see that the number of barbarian troops continued to increase.

In fact, he discovered this last night when he was fighting against the barbarian army.

A considerable number of the Barbarian Army were buried in the ancestral temple, but the Barbarian Army did not wait until everyone was rescued before attacking them. Instead, after rescued some of them, they divided the people into two parts.

Some came to attack Murong Yi, while the other part stayed there and continued to save people.

The pressure Murong Yi faced last night was far greater than Feng Wuyou imagined.

At this time, he temporarily forced the barbarian army to retreat with the morale of reinforcements, but it was difficult to attack from the bottom of the mountain, and he could not know how many new forces there were on the barbarian army.

As long as the time is delayed for a long time, the gap in their numbers will become smaller and smaller. Perhaps the barbarian army has more people than theirs.

At that time, they will be beaten again.

Murong Yi would not do such stupid things.

"How is the army reorganized?"

Murong Yi asked.

"Return to the emperor, all the reorganization has been completed."

Cheng Si'an answered with fists.

His body is as thick as an iron tower. Just by seeing it, he gives people a sense of steadiness and stability.

"Jiang Tong..." Murong Yi shouted again.

"The last one will be there."

"Is there any problem with this place being cut off and handed over to you?"

"Don't worry, Master, I will never let a barbarian go!"

Jiang Tong had already learned the word "barbarian" from Cheng Si'an.

It is impossible to say that he is not surprised. He never expected that behind the turbulent sea, which is known as the place of death, there is still people who can survive and even cross the sea.

But the incident happened too hasty. Even if he was so surprised, he only gave him a few seconds of digestion, so he forced him to turn to face it with the knife.

Murong Yi nodded and ordered: "The rear army becomes the front army and return to Anling."

"yes!"

Cheng Si'an immediately accepted the order and went to make arrangements in person.

Feng Wuyou, Xiao Jinglan and the people around them also retreated to the foot of the mountain.

They had no objection to Murong Yi's arrangement.

At this time, Murong Yi was alone. Although there were reinforcements from Jiang Tong and Cheng Si'an, he was still lonely after all, and he was not as good as doing everything in the imperial city with him.

At this time, we rushed back to Anling as fast as possible, took advantage of the thick walls of Anling's high city, and then dispatched in the center to gather the power of the whole country. Only in this way can we calmly eliminate the strange combinations of the wilderness, which combine ignorance and feud.

The team went down the mountain very quickly, heading all the way to Anling.

When he was in such a busy situation, Xiao Jinglan found a carriage and stuffed Feng Wuyou into it.

Looking at some of the unique decorations and objects of Donglin inside, Feng Wuyou twitched.

She couldn't kill Shangguan Youlan, but she didn't expect that she would actually ride Shang Shangguan Youlan's carriage.

“Take off your clothes.”

As soon as I took my eyes back, I heard Xiao Jinglan's explosive words.

Feng Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Xiao Jinglan wanted to see her injuries.

Dead! An ominous premonition surged in my heart, Feng Wuyou covered her clothes and made a squeak: "There are so many people, it's not good for us to be alone and widowed in the carriage, so why not call Qianxin to come."

That girl kept helping her and dealing with this injury was no problem at all.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xiao Jinglan cannot see it.

Xiao Jinglanli ignored her and poured out the water from the water bag and wet the cloth, while looking at her coldly: "Do you do it yourself, or do it?"

Can't there be a third option?

Feng Wuyou looked at Xiao Jinglan in pain, and after a moment, he began to take off his clothes with his fate.

This time she really suffered a loss.

Several consecutive battles were real tough battles, and large-scale melee.

Her skills are good enough, but it is impossible to guarantee that she will not be injured at all under such circumstances.

Sometimes life and death are at stake, and she can even choose to exchange her life for injuries and kill the other party at the cost of injury.

Even she herself didn't know how many wounds she had on her body at this time.

The injury took too long, and many of the wounds were already stuck to the clothes. When they were taken off, it hurts heartily.

It is better to have short pain than long pain. Feng Wuyou wanted to grit his teeth and simply took it off, but was pressed down by one hand in time.

Xiao Jinglan had a calm face and wiped the blood scabs and the clothes bit by bit with a cloth towel. After rubbing it softened, he slowly took off the clothes.

Feng Wuyou's outer shirt was gone, leaving only a small bellyband.

In fact, my bellyband was also stained with blood, but I had already taken it to this point and I really couldn't take it anymore.

Xiao Jinglan did not continue, but began to carefully clean up the wounds on Feng Wuyou's body.

His lips were pursed tightly, and apart from the action of cleaning the wound, he ignored Feng Wuyou at all.

Feng Wuyou wanted to say a few words to adjust the atmosphere, but with Xiao Jinglan's expression, she really couldn't say it.

She had no choice but to look down at herself, and suddenly, she felt a little miserable.

There were six injuries on her body, the heaviest one was on the side ribs, and a very large hole was cut. Moreover, if it weren't for the ribs blocking it, the knife might have penetrated directly into her heart.

It can be said that she can still sit here now, which is really a considerable part of luck.

In addition to these, the small scratches and abrasions are even more accessible.

Xiao Jinglan first treated the small wounds and finally treated the most serious wound.

As soon as Fang met, Feng Wuyou shivered in pain.

Xiao Jinglan's hand immediately stopped, and his hand holding the cloth towel and medicine powder seemed to know whether he should touch it again.

He pursed his lips and stared at the wound, and his appearance was a little aggrieved.

I have never seen any kind of wounds like him.

It was him who was stabbed in front of the Sunset Valley and stepped on by thousands of horses. He never frowned?

But at this moment, seeing Feng Wuyou's wounds, I was so scared that I didn't even dare to touch them.

"It hurts a little."

Feng Wuyou suddenly smiled and said, "But you can still bear it."

Xiao Jinglan finally raised his eyes to look at her, but was still silent.

This man feels sorry for her, and it’s really awkward to make trouble.
To be continued...