The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

Everyone stopped and took things off their horses.

Suddenly, Li Beimo and Cheng Qingqing looked at each other, feeling murderous intent approaching. And there were quite a few people coming.

"Everyone be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, arrows rained down from the hillside on the left side of the road.

Li Beimo subconsciously stood in front of Cheng Qingqing, and the guards rushed over to protect the two masters and horses behind them.

Ling Batian danced his sword and jumped up the hillside, "You little thief, how dare you sneak up on me."

When several guards saw this, they also chased after him, while Dongxue and Dongyue stayed in place.

At this time, the arrow rain stopped.

"Shoot a wave of arrows and then leave. It seems these people just want to test us." Cheng Qingqing said.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she moved to stand in front of Li Beimo, but a pair of hands hugged her waist, and her body was turned around again.

"boom--"

A loud gunshot rang out.

"Li Beimo!" Cheng Qingqing's voice trembled uncontrollably, "How are you?"

"Qingqing...you're fine...just fine...ahem..." Li Beimo coughed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Hearing the sudden gunfire, several guards felt something bad. They turned around and saw the prince lying in the arms of the princess, with blood staining his back.

"My lord..."

"Li Beimo..." Cheng Qingqing caught his fallen body and touched the warm liquid flowing out of his back with her trembling hands, "Why are you so stupid?"

"Qing Qing..." Li Beimo's voice weakened, "I... don't want you to get hurt..."

"You will be fine." Cheng Qingqing ordered several guards: "Zheng Dadong, Dong Yuxing, quickly carry him into the carriage."

She knew that Li Beimo was seriously injured and had to check and treat him immediately.

"Yes." The two guards lifted Li Beimo and carried him to the carriage.

Li Beimo held Cheng Qingqing's hand tightly and refused to let go, "Qingqing..."

"I'm here..." Cheng Qingqing's voice couldn't help but choke, "With me here, you will be fine."

"Okay...I believe...Qingqing..." Li Beimo smiled before letting go of her hand.

Two guards carried him into the carriage and asked him to lie down on his stomach. The guards' eyes were red when they looked at their master who was covered in blood.

They were too careless just now, and they fell into the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and the prince was assassinated.

If the prince has any shortcomings, even if they die to apologize, they will not be able to make up for their mistakes.

Cheng Qingqing followed in, "You go down first and let Batian come in. We will treat the prince's injuries. Also, as long as you are still breathing, no one is allowed to disturb us, understand?"

When those killers saw Li Beimo injured, they would most likely come back to kill him.

"I understand!" The two guards went down without saying anything more, and Ling Ba Tian came up.

Cheng Qingqing closed the car door and then said to Ling Batian: "Use your spiritual power to protect his heart first, and I'll check his injuries first."

"Qing Qing..." Li Beimo's consciousness began to blur and he knew in his heart that he was in danger this time, so he raised his hand with difficulty.

Cheng Qingqing grabbed his hand and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."

"Qingqing... I'm afraid I can't... marry you... This is... good..." Li Beimo looked at her with reluctance in his eyes.

Cheng Qingqing's nose felt sore and tears flowed out of her eyes, "Li Beimo, you must hold on. When you get better, I will marry you!"

"Okay..." Li Beimo had a faint smile on his lips and kept looking at her face, afraid that if he never woke up again, he could remember her appearance.

"Master, he is bleeding excessively, and the toxins in his body have also exploded. The situation is very critical." Ling Batian's voice became very serious.

"I know, operate immediately!" Cheng Qingqing used her mind to send the three people to the emergency room of the space.

Li Beimo suddenly saw the changes in front of him, thinking that he was dead and then in another world. He wanted to open his eyes and see clearly where he was? But his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he gradually lost consciousness.

"There are a total of five wounds on the injured person's back, one of which is near the heart and was injured by a homemade musket." Ling Batian reported to her.

He just killed the person who fired the gun. He looked at the gun and saw that it was a crudely made fire weapon.

Cheng Qingqing didn't say anything, and used scissors to cut off Li Beimo's clothes, revealing five gunshot wounds on his back, with blood still coming out.

I felt relieved secretly, as long as I didn't hit my heart all at once, I could still be saved.

"I'll stop his bleeding first. You go and get a blood bag to give him a blood transfusion. It's type B blood." She said while busying her hands.

"Ok!"

Time passed by little by little. It took them more than an hour for this operation. Cheng Qingqing took out five pellets from Li Beimo's body.

"The patient's injury has stabilized, the poison in his body has been resolved, and he is out of danger. I'll go out and take a look first." Ling Batian said, and stepped out of the space.

Seeing that the car door finally opened, six guards immediately gathered around and asked in unison: "How is the prince?"

"The prince's life is not in danger, but he is still in a coma. He may not wake up until tomorrow. You don't have to worry too much." Ling Batian deliberately said with a relaxed look to reassure them.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the hearts of several guards finally dropped.

At this time, Cheng Qingqing poked her head out of the car and said, "Your Majesty, everything is fine. Please make something to eat! I'm hungry."

Only when she said she was hungry did the guards prepare food. Otherwise, no one might eat at all that night.

"Yes, princess."

Zheng Dadong and Dong Yuxing continued to enforce security around the area, while Meng Ji and Ling Feng took out the pheasants they had hunted today and packed them away.

Dongxue is responsible for collecting firewood and boiling water.

Dongyue came over and handed the Huotong gun to Cheng Qingqing, "Princess, this is the thing that injured the prince."

When Cheng Qingqing looked at it, her eyes suddenly turned cold. People in this time and space can actually make such guns?

She called Ling Feng over and asked, "You and the prince have been at the border for many years, have you ever seen anyone using this kind of weapon?"

"I haven't seen it before." Ling Feng shook his head.

A message from Ling Batian came into her mind, "Master, is there someone like you whose soul has traveled from the 21st century?"

This possibility cannot be ruled out. Since her soul can travel through time, other people can too.

She felt vaguely uneasy. If a soul from the 21st century really traveled through, this would definitely not be a good thing.

Judging from the production of this fire weapon, he must be a lover of weapons, otherwise, given the conditions here, such a thing would not be produced at all.

"Where are the killer bodies?"

Ling Feng replied: "We killed more than 30 people, and the rest escaped into the water. We searched the corpses. Just like the previous killers, they had nothing on them, and there were no marks or anything like that. We took all the corpses. Thrown into the river.”

"That's okay." Cheng Qingqing really hoped that the person who made the gun was killed.