Qiao Mu didn't say anything, it was so quiet that it made people panic.

Little Cherry handed the soaked dried meat in front of her.

"Eat, we'll see you soon."

Qiao Mu glanced sideways, took the dried meat and started chewing.

Di Wuya raised his head and glanced at everyone, his eyes falling on Long Shiyi.

"Tell me to go down and continue the attack tomorrow morning if there is still no news."

Long Shiyi put down the bowl, stood up, and cupped his hands.

"yes!"

"Your Majesty."

Outside, the brother's voice came.

I saw a brother opening the curtain and striding in.

"Your Majesty, Miss Jiu'er."

The brother was panting and looked like he was walking in a hurry just now.

"Back, back."

"who?"

Qiao Mu stood up suddenly.

"It's Mr. Xiaojiang. Mr. Xiaojiang is back."

The brother turned his head and looked at Qiao Mu.

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Mu walked out quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Outside the tent, Fengjiang was being helped back.

Qiao Mu didn't take a few steps when he saw someone coming.

She stopped and looked at this pale, paper-like face for a moment, her heart was pinched so hard that she forgot to breathe.

Feng Jiuer and others came out of the tent camp one step later.

"Xiaojiang."

Little Cherry looked at Fengjiang and called out in a low voice.

In less than two days, people have become like this, and even she has a hard time accepting it.

Feng Jiuer clenched her fist tightly and raised her eyes to look at Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu finally reacted, her face expressionless and she continued to move forward.

Feng Jiang moved his arm, and the brother understood and let him go.

He was really tired, but the moment he saw this little girl, all his strength came back.

Fengjiang stepped forward with slender but somewhat heavy legs.

Qiao Mu came to him and pounced on him with all his strength.

Fengjiang stopped, swayed, and held the woman firmly in his arms.

Qiao Mu bumped into her on purpose. Does he know how painful her heart is?

Why did he hurt himself like this twice?

Did he take her to heart at all?

Qiao Mu raised his fist and was about to hit the man on the back door, but finally couldn't bear it and stopped.

She took a deep breath, let go of him, and grabbed his arms.

"Do you still know the way back?"

Her voice was trembling, and her eyes were filled with tears.

He's finally back! Even if it's not even the forty-eighth hour, she's almost going crazy waiting. Does he know?

Fengjiang stretched out his big palm, and his long, weak, white fingers slid across the scared and distressed little face.

"This is necessary."

His body swayed again, and Qiao Mu supported him hard.

She put his arm on her shoulders, and when she turned around, she shouted: "Prepare the medicine! Prepare the best medicine!"

Her man was seriously injured, internal injuries! It seemed that he was also poisoned.

Yu Jingfeng strode over and supported Feng Jiang on the other side.

The people standing outside the tent all made way.

"Jiu'er, I'm going to get the medicine box."

Little Cherry reacted and ran back in a hurry.

"I'll go to the back camp to get medicine."

Xing Zizhou also strode away.

"I'll bring some food over."

"I'll get the blanket."

"I'll pour hot water."

"..." Those who turned around and looked back suddenly dispersed.

Qiao Mu and Yu Jingfeng helped Feng Jiang, who was seriously injured, to enter, while Feng Jiuer followed closely behind.

She also saw that Brother Sanhuang was not in good condition.

Behind the main seat, there is a low bed.

Di Wuya strode over, took the table away, and made room.

As soon as Fengjiang lay down, he coughed lightly and spit out a mouthful of turbid blood.

Qiao Mu, who was sitting next to him, immediately took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands, which were shaking heavily.

"Jiu'er, Uncle Fourth Emperor... is not in Feng Jin's hands, but I found it..." Feng Jiang took out a letter from his waist and handed it over.

"Cough..." Fengjiang coughed again.

Qiao Mu took the paper and Fengjiang vomited another mouthful of blood.

The blood-stained letter was put aside by her.

"Jiu'er, Jiu'er, what should we do?

Jiu'er..." She was filled with boundless fear! Feng Jiu'er went over to pick up Feng Jiang's hand and whispered: "Hold him up."

Di Wuya and Qiao Mu helped Feng Jiang up, one on the left and the other on the right.

Feng Jiuer felt his pulse, immediately took out the pills and put them into Fengjiang's mouth.

"Brother Sanhuang, was it Feng Jin who poisoned you?"

Fengjiang sat up and stopped coughing after taking the pill.

As long as he doesn't cough, his condition will look better.

Feng Jiang did not respond to Feng Jiu'er's words. He did not want the little girl to be too disappointed.

"Uncle Four Emperors is not in the camp. I searched and searched again and found a letter."

Qiao Mu glanced at the letter, picked it up and opened it.

"It's a letter from Feng Qiongcang to Feng Jin. Feng Qiongcang asked Feng Jin to strangle everyone south of Songjiang. All he needs to do is bring Han Ying back."

"Heh..." Qiao Mu sneered.

"Everyone, including you, Jiu'er, and even Lord Ye, right?"

"Feng Qiongcang is a madman, everyone can punish him!"

"Uncle Nine Emperors."

Feng Jiuer frowned and put down Feng Jiang's hand, "The situation of Brother Three Emperors is similar to the situation of the brothers we rescued."

"I think they are all poisoned by the same poison."

"The war will be left to you. Since father is no longer in Feng Jin's hands and the Third Emperor Brother is back, don't let them have a chance to breathe!"

"good."

Di Wuya stood up and said, "Treat him with peace of mind."

He rubbed Feng Jiu'er's little head, turned around, and strode away.

Little Cherry brought the medicine box and met Yang Sheng who was carrying the water dish. After Di Wuya left, the two entered the door one after the other.
To be continued...