Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Soon, an old man with white hair and a strong aura came out. His eyes were red and full of grief. He looked Jiang Li up and down and said in a hoarse voice, "You are Wang Xiaosan who made great achievements last time."

"Yes, I may be able to save the Major General. Marshal, please let me in."

Mo Qian is Mo Yuan's grandfather and also the commander-in-chief who guards Beihuang City.

During this battle, he watched his grandson being stabbed through the heart by a traitor in order to save him. The blood sprayed directly on his face, and his heart felt like it was being burned on fire.

Jiang Li looked at him firmly and said respectfully, "Marshal, I will not harm the Major General. Please believe me. He...can't wait any longer."

Mo Qian thought about it and decided that given his grandson’s current condition, he could only try his best.

"Okay, come in."

The two of them went in one after the other.

Jiang Li lifted the curtain and went in. A strong smell of blood hit his nose, making people dizzy. He took a step forward and saw the naked upper body, blood oozing from the chest, and a blue face.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, I would have thought it was a corpse. The injury was... too severe, and he was only hanging on by one breath.

Mo Qian saw that he was frowning, and his heart sank: "How is it, can he be saved?"

"Yes, but it's a bit troublesome. And you have to go out. Don't come in when I'm rescuing people, otherwise we will both die."

"Before rescuing the Major General, I have two requests, and I hope the Marshal will agree to them."

Hearing him say that he could save her, Mo Qian's eyes lit up frighteningly, staring at him intently: "Captain Wang, are you telling the truth?"

Jiang Li nodded: "Yes, he can be saved. It's a special method from my hometown, which is the blood exchange technique. It's like my life and the life of the major general are tied together. The critical moment of treatment must not be interrupted."

"First, guard it strictly and do not let anyone in. Second, if I faint, the doctor is not allowed to feel my pulse."

Mo Qian looked at him strangely. What kind of method was this? First, he knew it, but second...

Jiang Li glanced at the person whose breath was gradually weakening, and urged: "Marshal, time is almost too late, can you do it or not? Give me a clear answer. If you don't want to save him, you can wait for the Major General to collect his body."

"Okay, let's go out."

Seeing the tent quickly empty, Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the bed, took out a dagger, and without hesitation cut his wrist and opened Mo Yuan's mouth.

Mobilizing the supernatural powers of his body, the blood with supernatural powers continuously flowed down his wrist and into Mo Yuan's mouth. Seeing that he could not swallow, Jiang Li sighed.

She lowered her head, took a big sip of blood from her wrist, and then used her lips to pass it into his mouth, feeding it little by little. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she knew that he had swallowed it.

After repeating this several times, her vision became a little dark and she felt dizzy. This method was what she had heard the captain say in her previous life. The blood of a person with special abilities could bring an ordinary person back to life, but the prerequisite was that the person was still alive.

I didn't expect that this method would not only consume my energy very quickly, but it would also be so... dizzying!!

No, the person hasn't been saved yet. I can't faint. If I faint, it will be over. If it's a corpse, no matter how much supernatural blood I have, I can't save it.

Jiang Li rubbed his eyes and looked at the bloody hole in his chest, which was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He put his hand on his neck and found that his pulse was much stronger than before.

So... she was saved. Damn, don't use this method anymore, it's too harmful. Her supernatural powers were used up and she recovered with great difficulty. Well, I'm so tired.

It was much more tiring than killing mutant beasts. Her eyes went dark and she fell down.

When Mo Yuan was dying, he felt that he was in a dark, cold place, and his consciousness was a little groggy. He did not regret saving his grandfather, but he would have watched his grandfather die in front of his eyes.

He... couldn't do it. He remembered clearly the moment the poisoned knife pierced his heart. He knew he would definitely not survive. He thought that in his last moments, he would think of his brother, mother, and father.

Unexpectedly, the last thing that appeared in his consciousness was a little dwarf who was asking for a beating. He tilted his head and asked him for food with such persistence that people could not help laughing.

Until a beam of light slowly appeared in the darkness, and his eyes were so blinded that he couldn't open them. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a familiar environment, which was obviously his own tent.

When he was about to get up, he realized something was wrong with him. Wang Xiaosan was lying on his chest, his face was pale, and his lips were stained red with blood, revealing a kind of bewitching beauty.

Mo Yuan was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he noticed a taste of rust in his mouth, mixed with an inexplicable taste. He couldn't put it into words, so he sat up and shook the unconscious person.

"Wang Xiaosan, wake up..."

The noise in the tent woke up the people outside.

Mo Qian brought the doctor in and met his grandson's clear eyes. He was stunned. How could the person who was on the verge of death just now be so energetic all of a sudden? What method did that guy use to save the person?

Will it cause any harm to him?

"Old Bai, please help Centurion Wang. Wait, he said not to feel his pulse. Please check to see if he is still alive."

Bai Lao stepped forward, looked at the wrist that was still bleeding, and said, "Reporting to the Marshal, this person is fine. He just lost too much blood and fainted. He will wake up after a good sleep. Don't worry."

"Major General, this..."

The two of them looked at his chest together. The original blood hole disappeared and the skin was smooth. If it weren't for the blood stains on it, they would have thought that what they saw before was just an illusion.

"Yuan'er, how do you feel? Do you still remember how you healed the wound on your chest?"

Mo Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the blood from the man's mouth. His mind went blank. Wang Xiaosan, could it be that he used his mouth to give him the blood? This...

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mo Qian shouted again.

After coming back to his senses, he said, "Grandfather, I feel fine. There is nothing wrong with me. But how come this wound healed so quickly? What on earth did Wang Xiaosan do?"

"I don't know, but I can guess that his wrist was cut. I'm afraid he used his own blood to pull you back from the King of Hell. Alas."

"This kid is a good one. No wonder you thought so highly of him before."

Mo Yuan didn't care about anything else, frowned and said worriedly: "Old Bai, come over and help him feel his pulse to see if it's serious or not, and where he's injured."

Mo Qian tried to stop him: "No, Wang Xiaosan made two requests before saving you: 'First, you can't come in, and second, you can't feel his pulse.'"

"Why would you ask such a strange thing?"

"I'm not sure. He said it's a method from his hometown. We should listen to him. What if there are some taboos that cannot be touched? Wouldn't we be harming people? He is your savior now."

"In the future, you must remember the favor of saving your life. When you have the chance in the future, you must repay it well."