Mr. Fu ran away again today

Mo Chen had no choice but to go back, came to the bedside, and reached for the jade pendant.

However, Fu Chuxi bypassed Mo Chen's outstretched hand, supported the bed and sat up, and personally tied the jade pendant around his waist.

"Anyway, I'm the seventh-ranked owner of Mochen Island. Don't put this jade pendant around. If you become an official, I'm afraid you'll lose your official seal." Fu Chuxi suppressed her cough and handed Mo Chen the jade pendant. Good jade pendant, said: "Go back, after you go back, ask Master Ma to change all the codes and codes on the island. As for the post of chief financial officer, you can ask Zhao Xuan to do it. This person has been with me for more than a year, and he is usually careful , being an upright person, he will not be used by Elder Cui. Oh, and—”

"Enough!" Mo Chen gritted his teeth and said, "I don't dare to bother His Highness Li Wang with the matter of Mochen Island!" After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode out of the tent.

He really couldn't understand Fu Chuxi. After such a big thing happened, he could still calmly talk to him about the arrangements on the island.Obviously he hates himself so much...

Mo Chen was in a panic at the moment, like a stray dog. He almost lost his balance when he left the main tent. He staggered all the way back to his tent, grabbed his sword and bag, and took away the rest of the table. With a small jar of wine, he got on his horse and left the camp as if fleeing.

Mo Chen rode his horse and galloped wildly, the wind howled in his ears, and the icy cold air poured straight into his mouth and nose, as if directly penetrating through his clothes and flesh into his internal organs.

Running wildly for seven or eight miles, Mo Chen felt the pain in his viscera getting stronger and stronger.When internal injuries are recovering at the beginning, one should avoid wasting internal energy, and the other should not be overjoyed or sad, otherwise the injury will be aggravated.He had noticed it when he was in the tent, but he couldn't control himself.

Mo Chen didn't dare to run anymore, he reined in his horse and turned over with difficulty.

Mo Chen gasped for a moment, then reluctantly supported the saddle to take down the small half jar of wine hanging on the horse's back, sat down on the ground, raised the jar, and poured it into his mouth desperately, as if drinking the wine would wash away the internal organs. It's like a sting.

However, the wine could not suppress the retrograde qi and blood, so after taking two sips, the blood mixed with the wine spurted out in one sip.Mo Chenfu knelt down on the ground, and vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood. The white snow was covered with a deep red.

He sat down on the spot, sealed several acupuncture points on his chest, and was about to close his eyes and adjust his breath when he saw a burst of red light in the distance.

The direction of the barracks?

Mo Chen's heart trembled, it was fire!How could the barracks be on fire?Could it be an enemy sneak attack?Then Fu Chuxi...

Who cares, with so many people in the barracks, they can always protect a commander in case of a sneak attack, right?

But he still has injuries on his body, if something really happens...

Mo Chen didn't dare to think about it any more, he hurriedly took out the medicine for internal injuries that he carried with him, swallowed two pills first, then got on his horse and turned around and galloped back all the way.

When Mo Chen arrived at the camp, the camp was ablaze and a mess.There are people fighting with weapons everywhere, Beidi people are like wild beasts, and they are desperate to send them away. They look like a group of dead soldiers, determined to die with the enemy.

There were flaming arrows stuck in the main tent, and they were already burning. Fu Chuxi was outside the tent, and together with three or four soldiers, he dealt with the Beidi people who attacked him.

I don't know where Yang Lang's trash went, Mo Chen cursed in his heart, and rode his horse straight to Fu Chuxi.

"Your Highness, be careful!" The soldiers surrounded Fu Chuxi and used themselves as a meat shield to protect him.

The target of the Beidi people is obviously Fu Chuxi, and the soldiers can't stop the desperate Beidi people. Fu Chuxi is wearing a suit of armor. He cut off the head of a Beidi person with one knife, and then turned sideways and nimbly moved a knife that was cut at his right shoulder. .

Two knives slashed straight at Fu Chuxi's face. Fu Chuxi held the knife horizontally, but he didn't notice that a knife behind him had already slashed towards him.

With a sound of "噗——", Mo Chen lifted the knife behind Fu Chuxi, pierced the Beidi man's throat with a sword, and then turned around to deal with the surrounding Beidi people.

Mo Chen's sword was extremely fast, and in just a moment, the surrounding Beidi people had already fallen in a circle.

"Aren't you injured?" Mo Chen retreated to Fu Chuxi's side and asked.

"Why are you back?" Fu Chuxi frowned.

"Coincidentally, I also want to know this question."

Island Master Mo said a word, and he saw more Beidi people approaching. Only then did he see Yang Lang. Yang Lang was besieged by four or five Beidi people. It was extremely difficult, and he was already showing defeat against the four five Beidi soldiers.

Mo Chen stepped forward, took up the long sword in his hand and turned it into a burst of sword light, and went forward. When the long sword cut the enemy's throat, he jumped up and kicked the knife in the man's hand, and was stabbing Yang Yang. Lang's Beidi chest...

The scuffle didn't last longer. When Mo Chen arrived, it was already in the second half of the scuffle. Beidi soldiers were beheaded by Gale soldiers.

After the melee subsided, Zhou Yi led people to dispose of the camp's corpses and count the number of casualties.

The main tent had already been burned, so Yang Lang found an empty tent for Fu Chuxi to rest temporarily. Coincidentally, it was the tent that Mo Chen lived in before.

Yang Lang supported Fu Chuxi to sit him down on the bed: "This was the tent where the island master Mo lived before. Your Highness should take a rest first. I'll let the military doctor come over to see His highness's wound."

"No need, let the military doctor take care of the wounded soldiers." Fu Chuxi put the knife on the ground beside him and said, "I didn't add any new wounds, but the wounds are a little cracked, just re-bandage."

"Yes, this subordinate is going to prepare medicine now." Yang Lang said.

After Yang Lang finished speaking and walked out of the tent, Fu Chuxi began to remove the armor from his body.

The armor was very heavy, and it would be cumbersome to put it on and take it off again. Seeing him sweating, Mo Chen wanted to go up to help, but also thought that Fu Chuxi didn't like being close to him, so he held back and didn't move.

Fu Chuxi took off his armor with great difficulty and threw it on the table beside him. He glanced at Mo Chen, with displeasure in his eyes and irritability after being tossed by the armor.

Mo Chen didn't know why, but when he glanced at him, he felt a sense of guilt.

"Are you injured?" Fu Chuxi asked suddenly.

"No." Mo Chen said.

"Then what happened to the blood at the corner of your mouth?" Fu Chuxi asked.

Mo Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "Other people's blood."

Fu Chuxi frowned and asked, "Other people's blood sprayed between your teeth and flowed out?"

Mo Chen said without hesitation, "Yes."

Fu Chuxi: "..."

Fu Chuxi had nothing to say, and thought that Island Master Mo was really promising, and now he was merciless against himself.

The two were staring at each other, Yang Lang brought medicine and hot water, and clean clothes along the way.

"Your Highness, I'll help you change your medicine." Yang Lang put the things on the table next to the armor.

"I don't need you, you are seriously injured yourself, so go and deal with the wound first." Fu Chuxi said.

Yang Lang responded, and nodded to Mo Chen, vaguely intending to entrust his master.Island Master Mo quickly looked away, pretending he didn't see it.

Yang Lang left, only Fu Chuxi and Mo Chen were left in the tent.

Fu Chuxi sat down on the bed clutching her right abdomen, gritted her teeth to resist the bursts of pain from the wound, and glanced at Mo Chen: "Island Master Mo intends to stand on the sidelines until the end?"

Mo Chen squeezed his fist secretly, but pretended to be calm and said: "I can call the military doctor for you."

Fu Chuxi was annoyed by his indifferent attitude: "Don't call the military doctor, hurry back to your Mochen Island!"

Mo Chen didn't leave either, he still stood still.

Fu Chuxi had nothing to do with him, but fortunately the wound was in the abdomen, so she could still see it.Enduring the pain, he unbuttoned his outer robe, and then untied the tie of his inner coat.

Sure enough, the wound was open, and the bandage was soaked in blood.

Fu Chuxi didn't look at Mo Chen who turned into a wooden man blocking his door. He lowered his head and groped for a while, and finally found the knotted place. He untied the cloth strip, but gasped in pain as soon as he touched the wound.

Fu Chuxi took a few breaths, but before he could put down the cloth strip, Master Mo finally couldn't help it when he saw that he was sweating from the pain.

"Let me do it." Island owner Mo walked to the bed and leaned over to untie the cloth for Fu Chuxi.

Fu Chuxi sneered: "Why is Island Master Mo suddenly so enthusiastic? Don't you plan to continue watching with cold eyes?"

Mo Chen was also not polite: "I'm afraid you'll torture yourself to death, so I'll come back for nothing. Untie it, you lie down first—oh, I've slept on the bed and quilt before, and His Highness will have to work hard to bear it again, wait." After you have finished bandaging, you can ask someone to help you change the quilt and everything else, so as not to cause the things I touched to be dirty and cause His Highness to be unhappy."

Fu Chuxi was so angry that she couldn't speak now.