Liu Yijin carefully tied the man in black's neck with a rope, then threw it onto a tree branch, and then used all his strength to hang the body up.
He plundered some things from the ground, including gold, silver notes, and of course pills to replenish internal strength and a dagger.
Looking at the blue dagger, Liu Yijin knew without thinking that it was smeared with poison.
After gesturing with his middle finger at the body of the man in black, Liu Yijin walked out of the jungle and cautiously moved toward the tent.
Although he didn't know what Wei Ming's combat prowess was, since he dared to provoke others, there must be opportunities and ways to escape.
As soon as he arrived not far from the tent, Liu Yijin dropped down. He looked around cautiously and then threw stones into the lake. Still no one showed up.
He walked carefully to the tent and as soon as he opened the door curtain, he saw something thrown out from inside.
"Wow!"
Liu Yijin dodged and took a look, and saw that it was a wooden bowl. He looked around and saw a half-clothed woman looking at him in a hurry. There was a pile of frayed and broken straw ropes next to it.
The exposed skin is extremely white, and even red whip marks can be seen in some places. Although her expression is extremely panicked, her facial features are exquisite. The most important thing is that her eyes are flashing with a faint blue light, and they are hidden in a The hair in the hat turned out to be light yellow.
"Persian cat?"
Liu Yijin's heart moved: "Where are you from?"
"Don't come here, or I'll kill you!" The woman held up a knife with trembling white hands and stared at Liu Yijin: "If you dare to take a step forward, I will be rude to you!"
The woman's appearance made Liu Yijin's mind move: "You are not from Daxia, and I happen to be neither."
Liu Yijin pointed to the clothes on his body and said, "I am the wolf guard of the Daqian Dynasty."
"Daqian Dynasty?" The woman looked at Liu Yijin suspiciously. When she saw the wolf head on Liu Yijin's chest, she was obviously relieved.
Liu Yijin glanced inside the tent warily and saw a shabby blanket next to him. Although the woman's expression was cold, she did not have any sad or miserable expression.
"I didn't expect those men didn't touch you. You must have been caught by them too."
The woman looked at Liu Yijin warily: "Who are you?"
"Liu Yijin of the Daqian Dynasty."
Liu Yijin simply sat on the ground and put the knife aside: "Then where are you from?"
"Daganren."
"That's just right, fellow villager." Liu Yijin Zi Laishu said: "Since you are also being persecuted, why don't you come with me? Otherwise, we will be in trouble when they come back later."
The woman hesitated for a moment: "Can you take me back?"
"Of course. I am a member of the Wolf Guard. Our Wolf Guard's mission is to heal the wounded and save our comrades."
Just as Liu Yijin was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly looked outside and saw a figure on the grassland in the distance coming towards here quickly.
"Master Wei!"
Wei Ming was slightly stunned when he saw Liu Yijin waving towards him intact. After he lured several Daxia Guards away, he spent a lot of effort to deal with them, and he was also severely slashed on the back. He stabbed Liu Yijin, but he was worried about Liu Yijin's safety, so he forced himself to rush over.
Liu Yijin rushed up in a hurry, looked at Wei Ming's pale face, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"
"I almost died in the hands of these turtles. By the way, are you in danger here?"
Liu Yijin shook his head: "No, there is no one here. No, there is one person."
Wei Ming suddenly became nervous and looked around warily: "Where are the people?"
Liu Yijin called the woman out of the tent, and Wei Ming looked suspicious: "Is this?"
"Our Dagan people probably live near the border gate in the west, otherwise they wouldn't look like this."
Wei Ming had just run all the way, and the injury on his back was so painful that he grinned: "I have the gold wound medicine here, please treat the wound for me."
Liu Yijin saw that his back was soaked in blood, his eyelids jumped: "I can't do it."
"I can." The woman glanced at the two of them lightly: "I can bandage you, but you have to promise to take me into the customs."
"become."
Liu Yijin watched the woman skillfully clean the wound with hot water, then found a bottle of medicinal wine from the tent and sprinkled it on it, and then like a magic trick, he took out a small bag from his arms, which contained various long needles and fine Wire.
"His wound needs stitching. Go get some water."
Liu Yijin fiddled with everything in a hurry, and the woman skillfully sutured the wound on Wei Ming's back.
"okay."
The woman stepped aside gently: "But you need to return to the pass quickly so that the wound will not be infected."
"Who are you?" Wei Ming put on his clothes and said with a cold expression, "You are skilled in techniques, you have needles and threads on you, and you know medical skills. You are not an ordinary person."
"A doctor from the Uighur tribe, just call me Lan Yu'er."
"Lan Yu'er?" Wei Ming was shocked: "Are you actually Lan Yu'er, the Uighur medical saint?"
Looking at Liu Yijin's shocked eyes, Wei Ming took a deep breath and said, "The name of the Uighur medical saint is very famous even in the court. It is not an exaggeration to call him a national treasure-level doctor of the Uighurs."
"Liu Yijin, how can you find a medical saint so casually?"
Liu Yijin smiled and said: "Sir, this is your credit, not mine."
Lan Yu'er glanced around: "This is already considered the territory of Daxia Kingdom. If we don't leave, once the enemy comes after us, none of the three of us will be able to leave."
Lan Yuer pointed to a jungle not far away: "There are horses they placed there, and the bows and arrows they brought can be used by us. We need to go to Daqian territory as soon as possible."
The three of them each had a horse and galloped toward the territory of Daqian. Along the way, Liu Yijin kept glancing at Lan Yu'er: "I didn't expect that your riding skills are quite good."
"We Uighurs are born as a people on horseback. When Dagan saw him, our Uighur ancestors are the sharpest knives around His Majesty."
Wei Ming smiled: "Brother Yijin, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can learn horsemanship and medical skills from Lan Yu'er. For a national treasure like her, what we learn is what we lack most."
There was the sound of rapid horse hooves behind them. The three of them looked back and saw a black line coming quickly on the horizon in the distance.
Wei Ming's face changed drastically: "Damn it, it's the Guards of Daxia Kingdom!"
A hint of solemnity flashed across Lan Yuer's delicate face. She looked at the endless grassland ahead and said eagerly: "Is there any way for you to contact the Daqian border army?"
Wei Ming shook his head: "It's daytime, even the signal flares for help can't be seen that far. Now we can only find a way to escape."
Wei Ming reined in his horse and said, "Follow me!"
There was a ripple in the air behind them, and countless arrows flew towards the three of them. The three people hurriedly climbed on the horse and accelerated towards the front.
"I didn't expect there was a woman. Brothers, kill those two men. Whoever catches this woman will get it!"
The ferocious cry behind her made Lan Yuer's face turn pale. She gritted her teeth, took out her bow and arrow and shot out.
Liu Yijin only felt the sound of arrows whizzing past his ears. The sharp sound made his hair tingle. He clung tightly to the horse's back and fumbled with the crossbow beside him with his palms.
"One pound, can you shoot an arrow?"
"I can cum, but I can't cum!"
