Married to the Absolutely Loved Concubine

Ling Yue became more and more anxious. If the other party came again and Mo Wuchen was forced to use force, then...

However, the seven people saw that they hadn't taken them down for a long time, and they were also losing ordinary people on their side. to them, to avenge their dead companions.

While Ling Yue was fighting, she was forced back by them. Suddenly, Ling Yue just swung away the three people in front of her. Behind her, a big knife was about to slash her back.

Seeing this, Mo Wuchen flew towards her and blocked the knife for her, only to hear him grunt and frown, which shows how fierce the knife was.

Ling Yue trembled all over, full of fear, his voice told her again that he was injured.

Mo Wuchen knelt down on the ground, Ling Yue protected him, suddenly became ruthless, raised his knife and slashed wildly.

At this time, not far away, two figures came quickly.

As soon as they arrived, they joined the battle, Ling Yue saw that it was Ji Qing and Mo Wuxin, a few guards, who were the opponents of Ji Qing and Mo Wuxin, they got rid of them in twos and threes.

When they saw that Mo Wuchen was unconscious and lying on the ground, both of them were startled and worried, regretting that they hadn't arrived earlier, if he had arrived earlier, he would not have been injured.

Especially Ji Qing, who was Mo Wuchen's personal bodyguard, did not come to save the master in time, his eyes were full of annoyance and self-blame.

Ling Yue didn't care that he was still in danger at this moment, she quickly fed him two small pills, and tore off the clothes on Mo Wuchen's back.

On his back, from his right shoulder to his left waist, there was a chisel-long incision with bone-deep incisions. It was hideous, frightening, and dripping with blood.

The meat inside the incision was turned outwards, and the whole back was bloody and bloody, which was horrible.

Blood, like a fountain, rushes out as if it doesn't want money, and a small puddle of blood has already accumulated on the ground.

It can be seen how ruthless and violent this knife was cut, it almost killed Mo Wuchen on the spot.

Just for a moment, Mo Wuchen's face was extremely pale, his head was in a coma, and his blood loss was already extremely serious.

Ling Yue took out two small porcelain bottles from her bosom, poured the medicine powder inside on Mo Wuchen's wound,

The blood flow was too fast, and some of the powders were washed away by the blood. Ling Yue poured the whole bottle of powders on it fiercely, and there were so many piles of powders that they were not washed away by the blood.

Two bottles were not enough, Mo Wuxin and Ji Qing also took out the hemostatic powder on their bodies and handed it to Ling Yue, Ling Yue took it, opened the bottle cap, and sprinkled the continued powder on the wound on Ji Qing's back.

These two bottles of medicine powder were also poured on Mo Wuchen's wound.

In addition to Lingyue's own two bottles of medicinal powder before, this time, the blood on all the wounds was finally stopped, and it no longer flowed out.

Mo Wuxin hastily took off his top, three times and two times, and handed the inner coat to Ling Yue to bandage Mo Wuchen.

Then, he put on the outer night clothes again, but the inside was empty.

Mo Wuchen's injuries were large, and tearing off some cloth bands was not enough to bandage him up.

Ling Yue brought the clothes over, tore off two sleeves, asked Mo Wuxin to help Mo Wuchen sit up, being careful not to touch his wound, and then removed all his tattered top.

However, the clothes she tore up began to be bandaged by Mo Wuchen, and she also ordered Ji Qing to tear the two sleeves into thin strips.

Ling Yue wrapped the sleeveless clothes completely around Mo Wuchen's body, and Ji Qing handed her the thin cloth strips, wrapping them around Mo Wuchen's whole body, so as not to let the clothes fall off, but it should not be wrapped too tightly.

After everything was done, Ling Yue saw that Mo Wuchen's clothes were no longer wearable. Seeing this, Ji Qing took off his coat and handed it to Ling Yue. Inside he had a black inner coat.

Ling Yue carefully put it on for Mo Wuchen, with a solemn expression, and quickly said, "Ji Qing, carry him on your back, we need to get out of here as soon as possible, otherwise, Mo Mo may be in danger of life."

If another person comes, Mo Mo will be injured, and none of them can escape.

Ji Qing nodded, bent over, and with the help of Mo Wuxin and Ling Yue, he stroked Mo Wuchen onto Ji Qing's back, being careful not to touch his wound.

Just as they were about to leave, there was the sound of footsteps not far away, the faint movement of torches, and the sound of voices. They were people from Prime Minister Zuo's residence, looking for assassins everywhere.

Ling Yue said softly with sharp eyes, hurry up, a few figures, like flying eagles, flew forward quickly.

The pursuers are getting closer and closer, they can't go back to Yueqing House directly, otherwise, everything she has done before will be in vain, what should I do?

"Go this way." Ling Yue said, her figure rushed into a small alley, she was in front, Ji Qing was in the middle, Mo Wuxin was behind, her steps were like flying, her body was as light as a swallow, like a civet cat and mouse.

Ling Yue turned around three times and entered the poorest slum area in Luoyang City.

This place is the only slum area in Luoyang City. Although the current Dongli country is strong and the people are rich, such slums cannot be avoided in every place, no matter how rich that place is, it is inevitable.

Just like China in the 21st century, so rich, it is still unavoidable. On the street, there will always be some beggars.

This place is far away from Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, but Min Jixing went crazy today, dared to break into his mansion and assassinate him, so he summoned the two secret guards to trace his whereabouts in the whole Luoyang City .

After entering the slums, she heard voices behind her, Ling Yue paused, and looked around. In front of her, there was a small yard with a dilapidated gate.

She nodded to Mo Wuxin, Mo Wuxin understood, he flew over the courtyard wall and entered the small courtyard.

Ling Yue glanced at Ji Qing, Ji Qing raised his breath with Mo Wuchen on his back, and also flew in, Ling Yue calmed down, listened to all directions, did not find any abnormal movements, then raised his breath, and flew in.

Ling Yue looked up, the yard was very small, pitifully small, except for one place where firewood was piled up, on the other side, a small area of ​​four square meters was opened up and vegetables were planted.

The rest, there is only one road in the middle, in front of which are two very dilapidated houses, very small, only two.

Mo Wuxin pushed the door lightly to enter, and the old door made a rattling sound. Fortunately, it didn't wake up the master.

He dodged and entered the back room, where an old man in his 60s was sleeping soundly.

Walking over gently, Mo Wuxin stretched out his hand on him and tapped him a few times, and the old man fell into a deeper sleep. . .