Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1279 - 1277: Doomed Mandarins

"Not good!"

Feng Qingshui shouted, quickly commanding Mo Kun to step forward.

But Mo Kun stood there dumbfounded like a fool, not understanding the situation, making Feng Qingshui almost vomit blood in anger.

"What are you standing there for? Stop the Clan Leader, she's heading to the Heavenly Clan!"

Only then did Mo Kun come to his senses, utterly terrified.

If something happened to the Clan Leader, it wasn't just about losing his position, but about losing his head!

This was terrible!

He dashed out in a panic, trying to catch up.

But.

Outside the tent, Mo Ningxiang was nowhere to be seen; she had already vanished into the dense forest outside the camp.

Mo Kun was so anxious that he slapped his thigh and almost burst into tears.

What kind of situation is this!

Is it easy to be a little Deputy General?

Why do all these unfortunate events keep happening to me?

He shivered and hurried back to the tent.

Upon entering, he found that Feng Qingshui was already fully dressed and out of bed, completely ignoring the fact that he was still bleeding.

"Old Feng, what are you..."

"Where is she?!"

Feng Qingshui didn't pay attention, shouting aloud, shaking the earth and mountains.

"No... no sign..." Mo Kun finally reacted, stammering as he spoke.

"Let's go!" Feng Qingshui took a deep breath, waved his hand, and strode out. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

With an imposing figure, he didn't look like someone who was injured; if not for the blood-soaked clothing, one wouldn't know he was seriously hurt.

"Ah?" Mo Kun scurried after him, looking panicked and helpless. "Where are we going?"

"Heavenly Clan."

Feng Qingshui mounted the horse, tossing out two cold words, then looked back at Mo Kun with a frosty gaze.

Mo Kun's legs went weak, and he fell to the ground.

"W-what... Heavenly Clan?!"

"Deputy General Mo Kun, mount your horse."

"Do I... do I also have to go?!" Mo Kun pointed to his nose, his face filled with terror and confusion.

"You can, of course, choose not to go. It's entirely your decision. But if something happens to the Clan Leader, do you think you can keep your head as Deputy General? Whether you lose your head by me or die on the battlefield of the Heavenly Clan, that's for you to decide."

Feng Qingshui left those words, kicked the horse, and rode off.

Mo Ningxiang had already left, he must hurry and catch up; otherwise, she would be in great danger alone, possibly becoming a hostage of Dongmen Buju.

Too impulsive.

Really too impulsive.

Ningxiang, why are you being so foolish, trying to rescue Lin Fan without any power?

Feng Qingshui was deeply anxious, spurring his horse faster.

Mo Kun watched Feng Qingshui's departing figure, then glanced at the calm camp, feeling conflicted inside.

Ah, to hell with it!

Risk it all!

Mo Kun swore inwardly, mounted his horse, and pursued Feng Qingshui's path.

Near dusk.

Mo Ningxiang first arrived at the Heavenly Clan's border, encountering Heavenly Clan soldiers.

She intended to force her way through.

But she overestimated her abilities and was easily stopped by the Heavenly Clan soldiers.

"Who are you! How dare you breach the Heavenly Clan's border!"

The Heavenly Clan soldiers, fierce and monstrous, brandished weapons with murderous intent.

"Let me pass."

Mo Ningxiang dared not reveal her identity, but her eyes were already red, actions beyond her brain's control.

She had only one thought.

To see Lin Fan.

No matter what, no matter what happens, she must see Lin Fan.

"Ridiculous, do you know where you are?! Get lost, or we'll show no mercy!" the Heavenly Clan soldiers mocked with disdain.

"I must go," Mo Ningxiang gritted her teeth, tightening the reins, preparing to charge.

However.

Weapons gleamed before her, leaving no gap or flaw.

The Heavenly Clan soldiers said nothing, eyeing Mo Ningxiang up with a perverse and lecherous gaze.

"Pretty young lady, where are you from? If you stay and keep us company for a bit, I might let you through, how about it? If you refuse, we will have to use force."

"Despicable, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are; I only know that you're like a lamb delivered to us wolves. If we don't eat you up, it's a waste of heaven's bounty. Brothers, let's feast!"

A chilling, sinister laugh burst forth from around, as over a dozen Heavenly Clan soldiers surrounded Mo Ningxiang.

Mo Ningxiang's body trembled slightly, her emotions a mix of fear, panic, and anger, preparing to make a desperate move.

"Capture her!"

Bam!

More than a dozen soldiers surged forward, like hungry beasts pouncing on Mo Ningxiang.

At that moment.

A flash of cold light, swift as lightning, sliced through the air.

Clang sounds resonated.

But once the cold light faded, and sight was restored, all those soldiers lay on the ground, bleeding from every orifice, faces twisted in a horrific death.

Not a single one survived!

Mo Ningxiang was stunned, quickly turning her head.

Feng Qingshui stood behind, wielding a long sword, panting heavily, exuding a deadly aura.

"Old Feng!"

"Ningxiang, you shouldn't act recklessly, it's far too impulsive."

The Heavenly Clan soldiers were dumbfounded, speechless, with mouths agape.

Taking advantage of the moment, Mo Ningxiang spurred her horse and charged ahead, followed closely by Feng Qingshui and Mo Kun, not leaving her side.

"Captain... they... seem to be Xuan Clan's Clan Leader Mo Ningxiang and her entourage, Feng Qingshui..."

"Are you sure there's no mistake?!"

"No mistake... and they seem to be heading toward the Main City."

"Quick... report this!"

...

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Clan Main City.

Lin Fan and Zhu Qilue had been staring at each other for a long time, neither making a move.

However.

Millions of citizens remained silent, all eagerly watching the prolonged confrontation.

Dongmen Buju's eye twitched viciously.

Better if both were dead!

Profit from the conflict.

He was both an enemy to Lin Fan and disliked Zhu Qilue's way.

So he treated it as a dogfight, unrelated to him in the slightest.

Hopefully, the two would fight, saving him the trouble.

But.

The two seemed to have a silent agreement, standing statue-like, unmoving.

"What are you playing at?! Posing? Or do you have some superpower to stare each other to death? What the hell are you doing, just standing there, treating us like idiots?"

Dongmen Buju said discontentedly; he most wanted the two to fight.

Yet Lin Fan and Zhu Qilue seemed telepathically connected, ignoring Dongmen Buju, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.

Just as Dongmen Buju wanted to shout again.

A soldier-figure pushed through the crowd, directly approaching Dongmen Buju.

"Clan Leader, there's something important to report."

"What can't wait, didn't you see I'm busy? Get lost!"

The little soldier did not leave, standing humbly with head lowered.

Dongmen Buju frowned with annoyance.

"Spit it out quickly, or shut up."

"Clan Leader, Mo Ningxiang has been spotted within the Heavenly Clan territory."

Dongmen Buju was stunned.

"What?!"

"According to border reports, Mo Ningxiang is on her way to the Main City."

Dongmen Buju said nothing, a sinister smile curling his lips as he looked at Lin Fan.

Mo Ningxiang was surely coming for Lin Fan.

Truly a pair of loyal lovers, coming together to die.

He waved a hand coldly, "Fail to capture Mo Ningxiang, and let your head take the fall for it."