Yuan Taixing still didn't wake up at this time, but his breath was much more stable.

Xunzhi sighed,

"Although King Xihe's symptoms have calmed down a bit, he obviously needs a period of treatment, and he is afraid that he will no longer be able to take charge of the crown prince's guard.

Moreover, he would also have to stop taking those rheumatism drugs for a long period of time, and the severe bone-scratching pain would probably recur.

I’m afraid I won’t be able to recover this kind of skill within a year and a half.”

Baonian's face turned blue. A heavy gate guarded by the "Prince" was easily destroyed. Next, it was up to the temple members to shoulder the burden.

Who can trust it?

Juefa and Foxian had long been included in Xiao Longwang's suspect list.

Kong Kong Kong and Brahmin were once again suspected of murdering King Xihe today.

If Zu Xunzhi doesn't take action today, Yuan Taixing's life may not be saved.

Taoist Datong seems to be inscrutable, but no one knows how advanced he is and whether he knows martial arts. Anyway, he has never personally taken a turn.

Who can the prince's safety be entrusted to?

Do you have to carry it one by one on your own?

Hey, maybe we can only wait for the Little Dragon King to come back and weigh it with him.

Is it expedient to entrust the safety of the prince to a few of his southern friends?

Xunzhi had been busy for a long time, and Qingyun and the two girls were also busy with chores such as getting medicine and bandaging.

By this time, all four of them were tired, so they left the mess to Baonian and said goodbye first.

But when they returned to the meditation room, they saw that the door was leaning to one side, as if someone had forced it open from the inside.

The four of them secretly said something bad and rushed into the room together.

I saw a mess inside the house, like a leopard scurrying around and a rat scurrying around.

A long sword was nailed to the door hinge, swinging unsteadily. It was Liu Ying's sword Ziwei.

Everyone hurriedly turned their attention to the couch. The pillows and quilts had been overturned. Along with the rolled sheets, they saw Liu Ying lying on his side on the ground, his right hand stretched forward, tightly grasping something.

Qingyun rushed forward and picked up Liu Ying, who was still unconscious.

But seeing his clasped fingers and the empty sheath on the bed, could it be said that the third brother has woken up?

Xuan Zhi also rushed over at this moment.

After a brief inspection, he realized that Liu Ying's fainting today was very different from the previous few days, so he immediately summoned the god with a golden needle and pushed the blood through the palace.

After a while, Liu Ying seemed to have regained some consciousness.

"Mo, don't leave..."

At this moment, Liu Ying's voice was like a gossamer, just repeating those two or three characters over and over again.

"Is he calling Mochou, or is he greeting someone to leave?"

Qingyun asked doubtfully.

Hu Caiting frowned,

"I don't know, but he probably doesn't know Mochou's name yet, right?"

"How could you not know?

The slave's name is Mochou, from Liangguo County, married to Liu Shilang, and gave birth to a son named Ahou...

Sister Mochou has to whisper in Senior Brother Liu’s ears several times every day,

Maybe Senior Brother Liu would have heard it a long time ago?"

When Yin Seke opens her little mouth, a bunch of pearls and jade are bumping around,

Regardless of whether what she said was right or wrong, just by the speed and rhythm of her speech, the truth seemed to have grown threefold.

"Yes, it's possible..."

Compared with Yin Seke's confidence, Xuan Zhi's concluding remarks seemed to have little weight.

But what he said next made everyone feel refreshed,

"Third brother, this is a syncope caused by staying in bed for too long, poor blood circulation, and suddenly doing strenuous exercise.

We can ask slowly when he wakes up later."

"What?"

"Third brother, are you awake?"

The room suddenly burst into excitement.

"Then where did Miss Mochou go?

From the looks of this place, it seems that it has gone through some drama.

Could it be that someone kidnapped her?"

It was Hu Caiting who regained consciousness first and became concerned about the safety of his little sisters.

Qingyun scratched his head and said,

"It shouldn't be. What's the point of kidnapping Miss Mochou?"

"Perhaps it's the gangsters in the town?

Or are they the perverts who want to snatch her from the pig cage?"

Yin Seke immediately followed up with two more cuts.

Several people pondered for a long time, but no one dared to answer. Suddenly, they remembered something.

"First let's take a look at what the third brother is holding in his hand. Maybe we can get some clues."

The four of them took Liu Ying's right hand and held a golden waist card.

Qingyun wanted to pry Liu Ying's fingers away. Although the latter was unconscious, his fingers were tightly clasped together like steel, unable to move at all.

Qingyun and Xunzhi took turns trying, but to no avail. They could only wait for Liu Ying to wake up.

After about a stick of incense, Liu Ying's body suddenly twitched a few times as if struck by lightning, his upper body suddenly bounced up, and he shouted,

"Don't worry! Don't leave!"

This sentence was shouted extremely clearly, and everyone heard it clearly.

However, the focus right now is not to ask about the reasons why Mochou ran away, but to gather around and carefully check whether Liu Ying has fully recovered his sanity.

Fortunately, God showed mercy and after shouting this sentence, Liu Ying's eyes suddenly opened.

It seemed that he had been unconscious for too long. He looked around, still a little dazed.

"I, where am I?

Mochou, has Miss Mochou been recovered?"

"recover?"

Several surprised voices came to mind at the same time.

Liu Ying calmed down and then began to tell everyone what happened.

It turned out that he had gradually become conscious in recent days, and he had the clearest memory of the story repeatedly told by Miss Mochou.

Every time I hear it, I feel as if I am in the scene, with the past events condensed into light and shadow before my eyes, and the scenes replayed.

The scene just now was heart-wrenching, Na Mochou was humiliated by the unscrupulous doctor, and despite the criticism of the villagers, he had to carry himself, a strange man, out of the hospital with great difficulty.

At this moment, a masked man suddenly rushed out of the crowd, knocked Liu Ying off Mochou's back, grabbed Mochou Hao's wrist and took him away.

Liu Ying felt his body become light, and then he sank very quickly.

His spiritual consciousness seemed to be suddenly stripped away from his body, and then forced back into his body. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the scenery suddenly change.

I saw a masked man in mysterious clothes covering a woman's mouth and nose, as if he wanted to strangle her unconscious and take her away by force.

Liu Ying was horrified. Although he had never opened his eyes and seen Mochou, the lingering fragrance had already explained everything.

Liu Ying felt his blood surge, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He drew out the Ziwei Sword and threw it at the masked man.

The man didn't expect Liu Ying to be able to move. The power of his sword was so powerful that he turned around in a panic. He knocked Mochou unconscious with a palm, carried it on his back, and hurried away, accidentally knocking him down.

How many tables and chairs are there?

Seeing that his sword failed, Liu Ying ignored the pain all over his body, gritted his teeth, stood up and pounced on the masked man, but in the end he was a step too slow and only managed to catch a waist card.

The man seemed to be shocked by Liu Ying. He didn't know if he had any backup plans, so he hurriedly dropped his badge and ran away.

In fact, Liu Ying had already tried his best with one strike and one strike with his sword. At that time, his eyes went dark and he fainted again.

Having said this, Liu Ying hurriedly took out the gold medal he was holding tightly in his hand.

Xunzhi took it and took a look. The gold medal was so heavy that it must be made of pure gold. The dragon patterns carved around it were as fine as micro and lifelike. It was not extraordinary by any means.
To be continued...