Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1246 - 1244: Lin...Lin Fan?! Are You Lin Fan?!

No one knew how much time had passed.

Mo Ningxiang slowly woke up, her eyes filled with confusion.

Utterly bewildered.

Feng Qingshui had suddenly disappeared, her whereabouts unknown, her life or death uncertain.

This was a tremendous blow to her.

Losing Feng Qingshui was like losing both her right and left arms; the Xuan Clan had lost a significant part of its essence.

The loss was immeasurable.

So immense that Mo Ningxiang could not accept it.

If only she had known...

If only she had known, she wouldn't have let Feng Qingshui personally go to the border.

But now, it was too late for everything.

There was no regret medicine in the world.

After she slowly woke up, she looked beside her.

"Ningxiang, you're awake?" came the figure of the Fifth Sword Emperor from the left.

She weakly nodded and looked to the right.

"Clan Leader, you finally woke up, really scared us to death. If you didn't wake up soon, I was afraid my head would be in jeopardy."

On the right side was not Lin Fan, but an unfamiliar soldier.

Mo Ningxiang was taken aback, her pale face searching everywhere.

No need to ask.

She must be looking for Lin Fan's figure.

But.

After searching around, she did not find Lin Fan's figure.

Because Lin Fan was not in the main hall at all.

Her heart skipped a beat.

"Sword Emperor... Where is Brother Lin Fan?"

However.

The Fifth Sword Emperor seemed not to have heard her question, deftly avoiding answering and changing the topic.

"Ningxiang, you should go rest first. Look at you, so haggard, you haven't rested for a day and a night. You just escaped death from Dongmen Buju's hands, you can't tire yourself out. The Xuan Clan's millions of people still need you; you can't collapse from exhaustion."

The Fifth Sword Emperor's words were not without reason.

But Mo Ningxiang read another meaning from these words. They were hiding something, surely related to the missing Lin Fan.

Mo Ningxiang stared dazedly at the Fifth Sword Emperor, her eyes like two shining black gems, a tear inadvertently falling.

The Fifth Sword Emperor saw it but showed no expression on his face.

Calm as water.

As still as a deep well.

"Sword Emperor, is Brother Lin Fan..."

Mo Ningxiang had already guessed a few in her heart and now just wanted to confirm the news.

But as soon as she spoke half a sentence, she was interrupted by the Fifth Sword Emperor.

"Right now, your body is very weak, don't overthink. Rest well first, and we'll talk later. Don't worry about other matters, rest assured, the Xuan Clan will surely be safe and sound. Get some sleep first."

Seeing that she could not extract any news from the Fifth Sword Emperor.

Mo Ningxiang turned her attention to the soldier beside her, launching her attack, her eyes cold and merciless, questioning with the authority and presence of the Clan Leader.

"Where exactly did Lin Fan go?"

The soldier was startled by Mo Ningxiang's presence, kneeling on the ground, trembling.

However.

He still did not speak a word.

"Speak! If you don't, I'll chop off your head!"

She couldn't be that tough with the Fifth Sword Emperor, but with the soldier, she could.

Because she was the Clan Leader, the leader of the Xuan Clan.

And this soldier surely knew something.

The soldier was terrified, looking in panic at Mo Ningxiang, then at the Fifth Sword Emperor, stammering unable to speak.

The Fifth Sword Emperor sighed helplessly.

Mo Ningxiang was so adamant.

If they continued to hide it, it would not be good for her recovery.

Helplessly, he could only tell the truth: "Lin Fan went to the border."

Indeed.

It was indeed the answer!

Mo Ningxiang's delicate body shook violently, tears gushing, silently gazing toward the direction of the border.

...

On the other side.

Lin Fan was hastening toward the Xuan Clan border.

He was not using Instant Escape too much because it would consume a large amount of Spiritual Power.

The border battle was extremely dangerous.

He had to save his Spiritual Power to use there.

As Lin Fan hurriedly traveled, he wondered if Mo Ningxiang had woken up, what her expression would be when she knew he was heading to the border, whether she cried.

His pace was rapid.

In less than half a day, he was already close to the border.

However.

No trace of the army was found.

Lin Fan furrowed his brow slightly; did he come too late?

Though the Xuan Clan army was without Feng Qingshui as Commander, they shouldn't have been entirely wiped out.

Just as he was pondering.

Rustle!

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Three figures sprang from the nearby bushes, clad in Black Painted Armor, holding military knives.

"Who are you?!"

One person shouted angrily.

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow; judging by their attire, they should be Xuan Clan soldiers.

"Xuan Clan soldiers?"

The three of them were taken aback, exchanged glances, and then scrutinized Lin Fan.

"Who exactly are you?! You wouldn't be part of the Heavenly Clan, would you!"

As soon as the words fell.

Three gleaming military knives pointed at Lin Fan.

Fear and panic appeared on their faces.

Hands trembling slightly.

Lin Fan sneered coldly.

"Take me to see Mo Kun."

The three were stunned.

"How... how do you know the General?!"

"My name is Lin Fan."

Lin Fan said softly, noticing the instant change in their faces upon hearing his name.

Terror.

Amazement.

Shock.

Panic.

"Lin... Lin Fan?! You're Lin Fan?!"

This name had already spread throughout the breadth of Jiangnan of the Xuan Clan.

However.

These soldiers had been stationed at the border for long and had never seen Lin Fan himself.

Therefore.

When Lin Fan announced his name, the soldiers were so shocked their faces were transformed, their eyes seemed ready to explode.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, feeling somewhat inwardly pleased.

"Would I lie to you?"

The expressions on the three shifted from surprise and anxiety to doubt and suspicion. The three heads huddled together, whispering to each other, glancing now and then at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan felt a bit strange.

Having declared his name, why should the Xuan Clan people doubt?

Could they not guess his arrival?

This was too foolish.

With Feng Qingshui missing, he would certainly come to relieve Mo Ningxiang's worries.

What was there to suspect?

Lin Fan felt the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off, but he couldn't figure out what was happening.

"What are you three whispering about?! With the crisis looming, what's there to hesitate over? Take me to see Mo Kun quickly! If you delay military affairs, even chopping off your three heads won't make up for it!"

He was somewhat impatient, roaring, his eyes wide with fury.

The fight in the front was urgent.

Feng Qingshui was still missing.

The Heavenly Clan's army continued pressing forward.

There was no time to hesitate or think.

The immediate concern.

Was to defeat the Heavenly Clan's army!

How could he not be anxious?

Upon hearing Lin Fan's roar, the three hurriedly spread out, though their expressions remained extraordinarily strange.

Their gaze towards Lin Fan still held caution.

Lin Fan thought about it and could understand.

With a great enemy before them.

It was natural to be wary of every suspicious person; such actions were justified in ensuring the army's safety.

"Alright, lead the way quickly, there's no time to lose."

"Okay, this way, please."

The three exchanged a glance, one led the way in front while the other two flanked Lin Fan on both sides, half protecting, half guarding against him.

Lin Fan didn't mind.

He marched forward briskly.

But the expressions of the trio stayed in his mind, indelible.

Confusion, suspicion, caution, vigilance.

Their gaze wasn't like looking at someone coming to aid.

More like the eyes watching a spy.

Exactly.

The eyes of a spy!

As if he wasn't here to help, but to destroy them.

The feeling was indescribable.

As if he were a fake Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't dwell on it and walked into the bushes surrounded by the three, heading toward the military base.