The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

Chapter 216: Abetting the evil, damn it



Chapter 216: Abetting the evil, damn it

But then, as if he had thought of something, he slowly loosened his hand, carefully smoothed and folded the paper again, and then put it in his arms.

Then, the tall masked man drew out his sword and pointed it at the mysterious man. His eyes were as cold as ice, as if there was no warmth at all, "You aided and abetted the evil, you deserve to die."

He suddenly raised the sword, and the blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight. The mysterious man looked at the sword pointing at him in horror, his eyes full of despair and fear.

The tall masked man did not hesitate at all, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword stabbed out like lightning. The blade instantly pierced the mysterious man's chest, and blood gushed out.

The mysterious man's body shook violently, and his eyes gradually became blurred. A painful expression appeared on his face, and his mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

Seeing the mysterious man fall, the tall masked man quickly put away his sword, rushed to Lin Bei's side, and called out anxiously: "Lin Bei, Lin Bei, wake up quickly..."

Lin Bei's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were bloodless. He lay there quietly, his weak breathing was almost inaudible, as if it would stop in the next moment.

His clothes were soaked with blood, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and every breath seemed so difficult and laborious, as if all his vitality was gradually slipping away.

The tall masked man held Lin Bei's hand tightly, feeling Lin Bei's weak and almost imperceptible pulse beating, his brows furrowed, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily.

"He vomited too much blood. The situation is not good. I'm afraid he can't hold on any longer." The masked man at the side said with an extremely serious expression.

"No, he will be fine!" the tall masked man almost growled.

Suddenly, the tall masked man seemed to remember something important. He reached into his arms and carefully took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle.

He gently opened the bottle stopper and poured out a round milky white pill. The pill exuded a faint fragrance, as if it contained endless vitality.

Seeing this, the masked man at the side immediately stepped forward and gently supported Lin Bei's body. The two cooperated tacitly, slowly put the milky white pill into Lin Bei's mouth, and watched Lin Bei swallow it.

Then, the two of them stared at Lin Bei expectantly, their eyes intertwined with nervousness and hope, carefully observing Lin Bei's every reaction. Time seemed to freeze, and there was silence around them, with only the sound of their nervous breathing.

Suddenly, Lin Bei's body moved slightly, and his breathing, which was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, gradually became steady. His face seemed to have a little color, no longer as pale as paper as before.

The two masked men were overjoyed when they saw this, and their eyes were shining with excitement.

The tall masked man said excitedly: "That's great! He is getting better!" The other masked man also nodded repeatedly, and the solemn look on his face disappeared.

"What kind of medicine is this? Why is it so magical?" the masked man nearby asked curiously.

"This is what my wife gave me." The tall masked man said this with a proud look on his face. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes full of tenderness and happiness, as if he was thinking of his wife.

As they were talking, Lin Bei showed signs of waking up. His eyelids moved slightly, and his fingers moved slightly.

Upon seeing this, the tall masked man immediately pressed his sleeping point, and Lin Bei fainted again.

The masked man at the side asked in confusion: "Why did you press his sleepiness point again?"

The tall masked man explained: "We can't let him know my situation yet. We have spies in the barracks."

The masked man at the side suddenly realized, "Then let's quickly send Lin Bei back to Jingfeng County."

The tall masked man nodded in agreement.

On the other side, in Jingfeng County, Lin Nan hurriedly stepped into the main camp.

He panted slightly and said anxiously: "Sixth Prince, the mysterious people have been found. They are heading towards Yuancheng County. Those mysterious people are very powerful in martial arts, so Lin Bei and I dare not act rashly."

Yu Gongyu frowned slightly, and after a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Can you see exactly how many of them there are?"

Lin Nan tried to calm his rapid breathing, collected himself, and replied, "Sixth Prince, there are five of them."

"Lin Bei, where are they?" Yu Gongyu asked with a little worry on his face.

"Lin Bei is still following those people. He has specially sent his subordinates to report to you and request that you send more people to intercept them on the way to Yuancheng County."

Yu Gongyu's heart tightened when he heard this, "Chen Yi, quickly take 20 elite soldiers with you to follow Lin Nan and ensure everyone's safety."

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. Then the scout's nervous voice sounded, "General Yu, this is not good."

The three people in the main tent all stood up in a hurry, their hearts sank. When they saw the scene in front of them clearly, they couldn't help but panic.

Four soldiers with solemn expressions hurriedly walked in carrying Lin Bei, who was covered in blood.

"Brother! Brother! What's wrong with you?" Lin Nan's eyes instantly turned red and he rushed over, his voice full of panic and grief.

When Yu Gongyu saw the blood-covered Lin Bei being carried in, his expression suddenly changed. "What happened? How did Lin Bei get injured like this?" Yu Gongyu's voice was low and urgent, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Bei's injuries.

"Go find a military doctor!" Yu Gongyu ordered sternly. He stood up and looked around with a serious expression, "What's going on?"

"We just left the city and were about to go to Yuancheng County to gather information, but we unexpectedly found this soldier at the foot of the city wall." The scout told everything truthfully.

After a while, the military doctor came hurriedly carrying a medicine box.

He quickly walked up to Lin Bei, gently stretched out his hand, placed it on Lin Bei's wrist, and began to take his pulse.

As time went by, the military doctor's brows furrowed more and more, and his expression became more and more solemn. The people around him looked at the military doctor nervously, not daring to breathe.

Yu Gongyu asked anxiously: "Doctor, how is he?"

The military doctor slowly raised his head, stroked his beard solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "This is the first time I have encountered such a situation. Judging from the pulse, this soldier's pulse is stable and strong. Logically, he should not be unconscious."

As he spoke, the doctor moved closer to Lin Bei and carefully examined his injuries. He gently opened Lin Bei's clothes and saw that there were no other wounds except for a few shallow knife wounds.

The military doctor shook his head and said doubtfully: "Normally, such an injury would not cause a person to fall into a coma. There must be something fishy going on."

The military doctor stood up and paced around thinking. He checked Lin Bei's eyes, mouth and other parts again, trying to find some clues.

"Could it be that he was poisoned by some strange poison?" The military doctor muttered to himself. He opened the medicine box and took out some silver needles, preparing to give Lin Bei acupuncture to further explore his physical condition.


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