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Ye Chaolu was startled.

Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still frightened when she saw such a person who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Moreover, there was no one else in this place but herself.

Ever since she was born, no matter where she went or what she did, she was always surrounded by many people and almost never spent time alone.

Although she usually wanted to experience what it was like to be alone, in this situation, she still preferred to have someone by her side.

Ye Chaolu cheered herself up and walked over there boldly.

"Don't be afraid, he is definitely not dead, and the moan just now must have come from him."

"It doesn't matter even if you are dead. Are the living still afraid of the dead?"

"There are no ghosts in this world, nothing will happen."

Thinking of "ghosts", Ye Chaolu looked around in panic.

The mountain stream was very empty, there was no one there, not even a small animal, but she always felt like there was something hiding in the dark watching her, which sent shivers down her back.

Was it blown by the wind from the mountain stream?

Only then did Ye Chaolu realize that the wind in the mountain stream was very strong and very cold.

She was definitely not scared, it was just that the wind was too strong.

She cautiously walked to the man lying by the river.

Now that she was close, she could see clearly that it was really a person.It was a man, face down, his face invisible, but he seemed to be quite young.

"Hey, who are you? Are you still alive?"

"I asked you something, why didn't you answer it? Are you unconscious?"

Ye Chaolu walked to him, squatted down, and was about to turn him over, when she saw a hand suddenly poked out from under the man, holding a short knife.

Ye Chaolu was caught off guard, startled, let out a scream, fell backwards, and sat on the ground.

After all, she grew up in the palace and had little experience. Even though she had practiced Kung Fu for several years, she still instinctively showed fear when encountering this kind of thing.

Chu Cangming's voice came from far behind: "Senior sister, is that you?"

Ye Chaolu heard his voice at this time, as if hearing the sound of nature, and quickly shouted: "It's me, Cangming, come quickly, I'm here."

Chu Cangming was still some distance away from her.

Just now he was using Qing Kung to find her in the forest when he suddenly heard a scream. It was a girl's voice, which sounded a bit like Ye Chaolu.

Because Ye Chaolu screamed after being frightened, it was different from her usual voice, so he was not sure and asked.

When he heard Ye Chaolu's answer, he quickly rushed over.

After passing through the dense forest and entering the mountain stream, Chu Cangming saw Ye Chaolu sitting on the ground beside the stream. Chu Cangming asked worriedly: "Senior sister, are you okay?"

Deflated by this question, he fell heavily to the ground.

He hurriedly boosted his energy, then showed off his Qinggong and rushed to Ye Chaolu's side.

Ye Chaolu replied with lingering fear: "I'm fine, I was just scared by that person."

She turned her head and saw that Chu Cangming's face was pale and his breathing was not smooth, and she was startled by him again.

"Cangming, what's wrong with you? Your breath is messed up. Did you overuse Qing Gong just now? Sit down and adjust your breath."

"It doesn't matter to me, what happened to that person?"

Seeing that Ye Chaolu was fine, Chu Cangming turned his attention to the man lying by the stream.

The man was still lying by the stream, face down, motionless.

One of his hands reached to his side, holding a short knife.

"He wants to do something to you?" Chu Cangming asked, raising his eyebrows.

Ye Chaolu had calmed down by now, and with Chu Cangming by her side, she was no longer afraid.

She could tell that the man must have used all his strength to stretch out the knife. This was the limit of what he could do.

"No, he was probably defending himself just now. He didn't know who I was, and he was probably afraid that I would hurt him."

Chu Cangming stepped forward and turned the man over carefully.

I saw that the man was a young man, with a pale face and a handsome face. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He was unconscious and at the mercy of Chu Cangming.

Chu Cangming grabbed his hand and felt his pulse.

He had never studied medicine. He wanted to check the boy's veins to see if he had any internal injuries.

Chu Cangming had practiced kung fu with Ye Weiyun for several years, and his internal strength had already been developed. It was not very deep, but he should be able to check the boy's physical condition.

Due to the teachings of his ancestors, Ye Weiyun accepted him as his disciple, but he did not teach him the Ye family's unique internal skills. Instead, he chose another one that suited him and taught him.

This internal skill is also very good. Once you practice it, it won't be much inferior to the Ye family's.

Ye Chaolu looked at his movements and asked with concern: "How is he? Is he seriously injured?"

Chu Cangming nodded: "He was injured in the heart, and it seems to be very serious. My skills are too shallow and I can't judge clearly. Let's give him some medicine quickly, take him back, and ask my aunt to treat him."

"it is good."

When Ye Chaolu was making the diagnosis, she had already taken out the medicine from a small bag she was carrying.

This small bag was specially prepared for her by Yan Ruoli, and it was very well prepared.

There are medicines for healing metals, medicines for repelling mosquitoes, medicines for treating internal injuries, medicines for detoxifying, etc.

Ye Chaolu took out a medicine to treat internal injuries and handed it to Chu Cangming.

Chu Cangming stuffed the medicine into the boy's mouth and pinched his jaw to make him swallow it.

Then, he lost some of his own inner strength to him.

As the inner energy entered his body, the young man snorted softly and slowly opened his eyes.

It was obvious that he was weak, but his eyes were full of alertness.

"who are you?"

He struggled to say a few words.

Chu Cangming said: "We are people passing by. Don't worry about who we are, it's more important to heal your injuries."

"Yes," Ye Chaolu continued, "You are very weak now, so don't talk too much. We just gave you a medicine to treat internal injuries. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you need to take more medicine. You can tell us.”

"Thank you."

The young man only said these two words and said nothing more.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m wary or I don’t have the strength.

At this time, Ye Chaolu's followers also came.

They lost Ye Chaolu and were so frightened that they looked around in the forest like headless flies.

It wasn't until just now that Ye Chaolu let out a scream and they heard it vaguely in the distance, so they hurriedly looked in this direction.

They were far away and their speed was not as fast as Chu Cangming's, so they arrived now.

Seeing Chu Chaolu standing well on the edge of the mountain stream, their hearts finally dropped, and they quickly stepped forward and knelt down to apologize.

"Your Royal Highness, please punish me for your failure to protect me."

When the young man heard the names of the entourage, his eyes became serious as he looked at Ye Chaolu and Chu Cangming.

Chu Chaolu didn't notice the young man's eyes and said to the entourage: "You all get up. Someone here is injured. You carry him back and ask my mother to treat him."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Seeing that she didn't pursue the matter, the followers were greatly relieved and hurriedly came over to lift the young man up.