Chapter 167: These Old Bones Of Mine Can’t Take You Messing Around Like This
The Third Prince’s belly full of dark thoughts had not yet been put into action when he suddenly felt himself surrounded by water. Well-versed in water skills, he did not panic and immediately held his breath, lifting his eyes to look around, but the result made his mind shatter.
He discovered he was still standing in the original spot without moving, yet it seemed his entire body was immersed in water, but he couldn’t see a drop of it. Only the constant suffocating feeling from his mouth and nostrils made him panic. He tried reaching out to touch the invisible water around him and felt an invisible wall one foot in front of him. All the water was contained by this wall, enveloping him.
The Third Prince grew anxious. If he couldn’t break that invisible wall and let all the water flow away, he would soon drown. His chest already felt extremely suffocated.
He tried to open his mouth to call his subordinates, but as soon as he did, water poured into his mouth, scaring him into silence. He could only look hopefully at the crowd still fighting not far away, hoping his loyal subordinates would notice his current oddity and rescue him.
However, as time passed, the Third Prince was disappointed. Even he himself couldn’t see the water around him—how could those focused on fighting notice?
Finally, the breath he was holding ran out. His lungs, unable to get fresh air to replenish, nearly burst. The suffocating feeling in his chest made his vision go black intermittently. He finally couldn’t hold back and inhaled. Ice-cold water drilled from his nostrils into his lungs······
Lin Xin was also struggling. She had to maintain the supernatural ability output while staying vigilant against sneak attacks from the men in black around her—it was really not easy.
If the Third Prince didn’t drown soon, she would probably not hold on and have to withdraw her supernatural ability.
Fortunately, the Third Prince was not as ambitious as she imagined. After sensing no more breath of life from him, Lin Xin used her supernatural ability to control the water into sharp water blades, delivering an indiscriminate final blow.
Many men in black felt a burst of coolness, then saw their own blood spurting from their bodies, soaking their black clothes and staining the ground underfoot.
Gao Yong and the others also noticed the oddity, but at that moment no one dared to get distracted to see what happened. Only after the last man in black lost combat power and fell to the ground did they finally relax that breath they’d been holding. Then they realized their whole bodies ached, and the blood on them wasn’t all from the enemy—some was their own.
The sound of carriage wheels pressing on the ground came from afar again. Everyone inwardly cursed the Third Prince for being endless and not playing fair, yet they had to muster their spirits to face the new battle about to arrive.
When they saw the approaching horse carriage clearly, their taut spirits all relaxed, and they collapsed to the ground, wishing they could lie there until the end of time and never get up again.
Only Lin Xin, with her supernatural ability, wasn’t that disheveled, though her spirit was somewhat wilted.
“Stop for a bit first. I’ll go check. Something seems to have happened ahead.” The guard at the front saw many people lying scattered on the ground not far ahead, a large portion wearing black clothes. Suspicious, he quickly called a halt to the team and rode over after giving instructions.
“You guys are finally here. If you didn’t come soon, this old man would’ve bled to death.” Gao Yong, seeing who it was, exaggeratedly shouted loudly.
“Did Old Cui come too? Fu Jing is badly injured—go check on him first!” Meng Yixuan, supporting his injured body, said to the approaching guard.
“What did you all run into? How did you end up this disheveled!” The guard spoke while gesturing to the back, then dismounted and walked to Gao Yong’s side to check his injury.
“Hey, don’t mention it. We rushed here like a forced march just to deliver heads. Look,” Gao Yong gestured with his hand, “so many people attacking us few—you say it wasn’t miserable? Hiss~” In his excitement, he forgot his injury, and the big swing immediately made him gasp in pain.
“Ouch, General Gao, don’t move around. I’ll get Old Cui over to check you all right now.” With that, the guard stood up to head into the team.
“Wait,” Meng Yixuan wasn’t close to Gao Yong, and the guard’s hearing was average, so he hadn’t heard his earlier words. Now hearing it, he quickly turned and walked over. But not as familiar with Meng Yixuan as with Gao Yong, he said officially: “General Meng, please give your orders.”
“General Fu Jing is badly injured. He’s in the horse carriage over there now, being cared for by the Heir of Dingguo Duke. Hurry and get Old Cui to check him. If delayed, I’m afraid······”
“Yes, this subordinate will go right now.” The guard’s expression changed. He stood and ran big strides toward the convoy, dragging the just-dismounted Cui Shi to the horse carriage.
“Old Cui, General Meng says General Fu is badly injured. Hurry and check him. From what General Meng said······” As he spoke, the guard “whoosh” lifted the carriage curtain, swallowing the rest of his words.
Inside the horse carriage, though Fu Jing’s face was pale and his spirit somewhat weak, he didn’t look much worse than those lying outside on the ground.
“Stretch out your hand so I can take your pulse.” Cui Shi walked over, placed the medicine box on the carriage shaft, and extended his hand to Fu Jing.
After waking, Fu Jing had talked a lot with Mo Ziyuan and knew he wouldn’t die, and might even have no sequela. He naturally cooperated by extending his wrist for Cui Shi to take his pulse.
“You’ve just lost a bit too much blood. Nothing else wrong. The medicine on the injury is the one taken from me—no need to change it. As long as you avoid big movements for a while, there won’t be major issues.” After taking the pulse for a long time, Cui Shi frowned and gave his conclusion.
“That’s good. Thanks, Old Cui!” Though Mo Ziyuan hadn’t doubted Lin Xin’s abilities, hearing the conclusion that Fu Jing was fine from Cui Shi still made him breathe a sigh of relief.
“No need to thank me. You all, alas~” Cui Shi didn’t know what to say and could only let out a heavy sigh.
“Right, Old Cui, General Gao and the others are also injured. Hurry over and check them!” The guard recalled Gao Yong and the others’ conditions, quickly supporting Cui Shi to run back over, not forgetting to carry the medicine box for him.
“Slow down, slow down. This old bone of mine can’t take you hauling me like this······” Cui Shi felt like he’d been carried over with both feet dangling and gave the guard two swats upon landing.
“Heh heh, wasn’t I just anxious!” Not hurt by the two swats, the guard didn’t get annoyed, chuckled twice, and explained.
“Hurry and get out of the way. You really have no eyes!” Cui Shi disdainfully pushed the guard aside, squatted down, and began treating Gao Yong’s injuries.
