Chapter 345: Negotiated

"Mu Qiuxia, he has agreed, you should always be able to go with us now, right?"
Seeing Fengyun affirmed his performance, Dong Shi immediately turned his head to where Mu Qiuxia was and asked her a question.
He decided to let things have a result as soon as possible.
He has a hunch that the longer the delay, the more disadvantaged it is.
Of course, he would have this idea, a large part of the reason was that he paid attention to the situation of the son of the Black Crow King, the so-called Seven Prince.
His current situation is quite bad.
Although he is a genuine mid-level totem warrior who can hold his breath for quite a long time, he is now more than just holding his breath.
He saw that his condition was getting worse and worse, the divine light in his eyes was slowly fading, and his eyes began to become dull. If the wind and clouds hadn't held him up, he would have fallen to the ground.
He didn't know that the Seven Prince was paralyzed by the crossbow bolt that passed through the cervical spine, and he was paralyzed, otherwise he might have another behavior.
What he said to Fengyun was not all lies. He asked Mu Qiuxia to follow him, indeed, for the purpose of asking her to help the Seven Prince stabilize her injury and conduct treatment.
Although he has a high status in the black crow tribe, he always keeps in mind that he is just an outsider.
Even though the Black Crow King valued him very much, he still didn't stun his head, thinking that he was irreplaceable in the Black Crow King's mind.
The seventh prince is the son of the Black Crow King, and he is still a very important one. If he really has an accident and is considered to be unhelpful, he believes that the Black Crow King will never fail to respond.
Even if he did not kill him because of his anger, he would definitely not pay attention to him anymore. If he loses his attention, his status in the black crow tribe will be reduced, and his treatment will also be lowered. Finally, it may even be possible. Will be squeezed out from the black crow tribe.
This is something he absolutely cannot tolerate.
In order to enter the Black Crow King, he had paid too much in order to gain the attention of the Black Crow King, and he almost lost his life many times. He absolutely did not allow this to happen.
Therefore, he must save the Seven Princes, even if he wants to give up the easy victory.
It is a pity to give up this opportunity to win the Baicao tribe in one fell swoop, but he still has the opportunity to lead people to attack again. With the current gap in strength between the two sides, he is full of confidence in winning.
But there is only one chance to save the Seven Princes, and they must be seized immediately, and they will be lost if they hesitate a little.
"I will go with you now."
Mu Qiuxia was also extremely simple, without a hint of muddle-headedness, as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately walked outside the crowd.
"Witch..." "Witch..." "Witch..."...
People from the Baicao tribe opened their mouths after seeing her actions.
"Don't say anything."
Mu Qiuxia did not give them a chance to speak at all, and interrupted them loudly.
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Mu Qiuxia walked on the ground covered with bamboo leaves, making a small sound, but it attracted the attention of everyone on the scene.
Their eyes focused on her, and they moved with him.
Various emotions were also revealed in their eyes.
After a while, Mu Qiuxia walked to Fengyun's side, stopped, looked at Dongshi, and asked, "Can I go now?"
"Of course. But before I leave, I have a request."
The middle-aged man showed a look of embarrassment.
"Do you want to go back?"
Feng Yun's expression immediately cooled down, and the gaze towards Dongshi became sharp, like a knife.
Mu Qiuxia's expression also turned bad.
"No, no, no. You misunderstood, I have absolutely no intention of repentance, I just made a request, absolutely no other meaning. Besides, I have already vowed to heaven, even if I have the courage, I will not Repent, isn't it?"
The middle-aged man immediately defended his behavior.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"I want Mu Qiuxiawu to help the Seventh Prince heal her injuries first."
The middle-aged man pointed his hand to the Seven Prince who was holding Fengyun’s hand, and then said: "The Seven Prince’s injuries are now very serious and are getting worse. If he really has an accident, it will be for me or for you. Very unfavorable, please understand."
"Okay. I'll help him take a look first."
Mu Qiuxia walked two steps forward and came to the Seven Prince's side. First, she took a look, then touched his neck with her hand, and finally opened his eyelids and took a closer look.
"How? How is the situation with the Seven Prince?"
As soon as Mu Qiuxia finished her inspection, the middle-aged person couldn't wait to ask questions.
He wanted to know the situation of the Seven Prince very much.
If he gave up his handy victory and only returned a dead prince in the end, his loss would be too great.
He expected Mu Qiuxia to give an affirmative answer, even if he had just sent someone to the Black Crow King's side, he died.
"There is no big problem. His injuries seem to be serious, but in fact there is nothing, except that the part of his arrow is quite special."
Mu Qiuxia's expression was very indifferent, like an ancient well without waves.
"But why is his improvement getting worse and worse?"
"It's very simple, holding his breath and losing blood. These are not enough to threaten his life."
"I still have to ask you to help him. The Seventh Prince is in good condition, maybe the king will change his attitude towards the Baicao tribe."
"He will change?"
Mu Qiuxia let out a sneer, but she still set out to help the Seven Prince heal.
She first took out a small wooden bottle from the bag she carried with her, poured out a red pill, squeezed the Seven Prince's mouth and stuffed it in, and then pinched his throat with her index finger a few times.
After a short while, people saw his mouth opened on its own, and then a large burst of blood spurted out, polluting a large area of ​​the ground.
"Mu Qiuxia Witch, Seventh Prince, he...what's wrong with him?"
The middle-aged man was a little panicked when he saw that the seven prince suddenly highlighted such blood.
"Those are just congestion, the congestion is not discharged, how do you let him breathe?"
Mu Qiuxia glanced at the middle-aged man, looking like you are really rare and strange.
The middle-aged man's eyes immediately turned to the blood stains on the ground, and found that their color was purple-red, and some coagulated blood clots could be seen among them, knowing that Mu Qiuxia was telling the truth.
"Mu Qiuxia Witch, I..."
As soon as he was about to apologize, he was interrupted by her and said coldly, "Don't disturb me."
As soon as she finished speaking, she took out another bottle from the bag, this time the material was stone.
She removed the cork and put the mouth of the bottle under the nose of the Seven Prince.
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