Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

While thinking, Mei Qingge had already withdrawn her hand.

"Zang Feng, do you feel better?"

He Zangfeng took a breath, and some color appeared on his pale face.

"Thank you Aunt Mei, I'm much better now."

"That's good, Qingxuan, help your brother go over to the side and have a rest."

Mei Qingge took a step and leapt to He Yuan's side. With a purple light flashing in her hand, she charged towards a man with pockmarks on his face.

Yin Qingxuan helped He Zangfeng to a rock on the side, and Liu Sijun followed closely.

"Little brother...Oh, Brother He, can you let me see your injuries?"

In addition to the damage to his internal strength, He Zangfeng also suffered a lot of knife wounds and was still bleeding.

He Zangfeng raised his hand.

"Excuse me."

"You're welcome to me."

Liu Sijun quickly pulled open his sleeves, took out the golden medicine in his arms, and bandaged He Zangfeng carefully.

Seeing her serious look, Yin Qingxuan thought: Liu Sijun has superb medical skills and is suitable to stay in Yincheng. If He Zangfeng also likes her, maybe they can really become a couple. But she doesn't know if he can see that Liu Sijun is a girl in disguise.

Then he spat at himself in his heart, wondering why he was still thinking about matchmaking at this time.

"Master Liu, please take care of my brother's external injuries. I will go and help father."

Although all the disciples of Yincheng know martial arts, there are differences in their levels. Moreover, they prefer the ordinary life of farming and practicing medicine, which cannot be compared with these vicious and cruel people.

Besides, the Misty Forest has always been a natural barrier for Silver City, and they never thought that anyone would break into the city. It really caught them off guard.

After a fierce battle, the other side only lost five or six people. I don’t know what kind of martial arts they practiced, but their internal strength was not weakened at all. Instead, they became more courageous as the battle went on.

Yin Qingxuan fought with one of them and plundered his luck. Several familiar moves flashed through his mind and he couldn't help but frowned.

Although she couldn't remember the name, she had seen it in the North Sea. It seemed that the Feiyao Kingdom had indeed infiltrated the major martial arts sects over the past thousands of years. If they suddenly turned against their own brothers, the consequences would be disastrous.

"The Feiyao Kingdom has been destroyed for hundreds of years. Every grain of rice you eat, every grain of food, and the clothes on your body all come from the Great Zhou. Not only do you not think about repaying your gratitude, but you also want to restore your country and kill your fellow martial artists. You deserve to be killed. You are ten thousand times more hateful than the Dongliu people in the North Sea!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "We are not ignorant of right and wrong. We will take the lead in the battle of Dongliu, but everything has a first come first served. This piece of land originally belonged to Feiyao Country. Our ancestors' last wish was to drive away you Zhou people, restore the country, and rebuild Sky City. Now that the king has awakened, this is the general trend. Little girl, I respect you for your dedication to the people of Beihai, but at this time, you don't distinguish right from wrong, and you still don't retreat!"

The man turned his wrist and slapped Yin Qingxuan on the shoulder.

Yin Qingxuan gathered all her internal strength and took the man's palm strike head-on.

At the same time, she also plundered the luck of the people around her. In addition to obtaining personal information, she also caused some confusion in their impregnable moves.

With a dull thud, the man took three steps back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Compared to when you were in the North Sea, your martial arts have improved."

"That's right, you guys think you can conquer the land of Da Zhou? You're just dreaming!"

Yin Qingxuan stretched out her hand and Feng Yiqin appeared in her palm.