Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1077 - 1075: If I Run Into Something Like This, I Can’t Ignore It!

Lin Fan and Diwu Yun'er left.

Mo Qian was still lying on the ground, groaning in pain, clutching his face and rolling around, acting as if he were on the verge of death.

After a while.

The soldiers finally snapped back to reality and quickly gathered around.

Countless eyes looked at Mo Qian with concern.

"General Mo Qian, are you all right?"

"General, Lin Fan has already left."

"General, should we retreat?"

"General Lin Fan has headed to Wentian City, shouldn't we follow?"

As soon as Lin Fan was mentioned to be gone,

Mo Qian immediately stopped groaning.

He opened his hands and saw countless heads looking at him, craning their necks.

"What are you all doing?!"

He sprang up like a carp flipping out of water.

The soldiers were startled and scattered in all directions.

After exchanging glances, they realized that Mo Qian was faking death!

When Lin Fan was present earlier, he pretended to be seriously injured and collapsed on the ground.

Now that Lin Fan was gone, he was lively and vibrant again.

Was he injured or not?

The crowd stared at Mo Qian in confusion.

"What are you looking at?!"

Mo Qian shouted angrily, and sudden sharp pain tore through his chest.

His face twitched, and he forced himself to endure it.

Beads of sweat the size of beans emerged on his forehead.

Although he was half-scared to death by Lin Fan and had a rib kicked broken, he couldn't show any weakness in front of the soldiers. He must act as if he was unscathed.

Otherwise, where would he put his face as a general?

"General, are you sure you're okay?"

"What could be wrong?! What's wrong with me?!"

"Just now... you were on the ground... acting like you were dying... we thought..."

"When was I on the ground acting like I was dying?! Which of your eyes saw that?!"

"..."

The crowd was speechless.

Wasn't it clear that this was speaking nonsense with one's eyes open?

But since Mo Qian said so, no one dared to refute him.

"Also, who said just now that they wanted to follow Lin Fan to Wentian City? Who was it?! Step forward on your own!"

A soldier with a bruised face reluctantly stepped out of the line.

"Oh, it was you, huh? Alright, then you go with him!"

"Huh?"

"From now on, you will be responsible for gathering all intelligence on Lin Fan in Wentian City!"

"What?!"

"If you miss a day, you'll be dealt with according to military law! Any objections?"

The soldier's face turned ashen, eyes filled with fear.

What kind of place was it! Going alone was as good as a death sentence!

Silence.

"If anyone else wants to go with Lin Fan to Wentian City, feel free to tell me. I will do my best to satisfy your requests, anyone else?!"

The silence was absolute.

Mo Qian acted insignificant like an ant in front of Lin Fan, but put on airs in front of the soldiers.

Moreover, he knew.

Mo Yunsheng had now become the Clan Leader of the Xuan Clan and would back him up.

He could walk arrogantly within the Xuan Clan!

Who would dare provoke him?!

"Brother... Brother! My, my bones are all broken! Completely broken!"

Suddenly.

From afar, Mo Mo's tearful voice called out.

Mo Qian was taken aback and hurried over.

What he saw!

Mo Mo was like a puddle of mud, lying limp on the ground, body twisted in a strange position, as if without muscles or bones, only a pair of eyes rolling about.

All the features on his face were trembling.

Mo Qian stood frozen, swallowing hard.

"Damn..."

...

Lin Fan and Diwu Yun'er left the camp and headed straight for Wentian City.

Although Diwu Yun'er wasn't feeling well, after Lin Fan's treatment, she was no longer in any major trouble.

They traveled along the mountain ridge.

Passing the forward post of the Heavenly Falling Canyon, they heard wailing and exclamations below.

Diwu Yun'er felt curious but saw Lin Fan walking ahead without looking back.

"Lin Fan, what's going on at the forward post?"

"Oh, probably those attackers have returned."

"How could that be..."

"We'd already taken the forward post, but upon counting our numbers, we found only about ten thousand people. According to the information I have, there should be fifty thousand, so I suspected the camp might be attacked, which was when I met you fainting halfway."

"So at the forward post..."

"Not a single survivor."

Diwu Yun'er immediately got goosebumps, and her hair stood on end.

When Lin Fan said this, he was calm and composed, as if simply stating a commonplace fact.

More than ten thousand people, not a single survivor.

What kind of experiences would make one speak so lightly of this?

Lin Fan sensed Diwu Yun'er's shock behind him and smiled.

"Are you scared?"

"Are you kidding! Why would I be scared..."

Diwu Yun'er retorted with determination, pouting.

"That's good. Compared to the situation at the forward post, things in Wentian City might be even worse and more dangerous. You must stay close to me, don't get separated, okay?"

Diwu Yun'er's heart suddenly pounded, her face instantly turning crimson.

It was the feeling of being touched.

"Can we go faster? I'm not sure how the little princess is doing."

"Yes, we can."

The two shadows rushed swiftly along the ridge!

Arriving outside Wentian City.

It was late at night.

The moon hung high.

Wentian City was enveloped in the night, serene and dark, silent.

Surrounded by mountains, lush with greenery, birds chirping all around.

The breeze rustled the leaves.

The moonlight covered the land, serene and tranquil.

What a wonderful place.

No wonder the Shennong Clan coveted it for years.

If he weren't in a hurry, Lin Fan would really want to relax, wander around, and sightsee.

One behind the other, they slipped through the woods and leaned against the city wall.

Just about to climb over.

"Help! Help..."

A woman's voice.

What was it doing in this wilderness?!

Lin Fan and Diwu Yun'er exchanged a glance, their eyes heavy.

A trap?

But they had been discreet; it was impossible anyone knew their whereabouts.

Could Mo Qian have leaked the information to the Shennong Clan?

Unlikely, as Mo Qian wanted to capture Wentian City for credit.

There could only be one possibility, coincidence!

"Help... help..."

"Hehehe, little lady, just have fun with us tonight."

"What are you trying to do? Get lost! Get lost!"

The woman's voice was filled with panic and fear.

Clearly encountering bandits!

Lin Fan's eyes turned cold as he stood to head toward the voice. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

However.

Diwu Yun'er grabbed him, gently shaking her head.

"Don't get involved. This isn't our business."

She was very rational.

The priority was to rescue the little Princess Mo Ningxiang.

If they saved this woman, it might alert others and expose their tracks.

Rescuing Mo Ningxiang afterward would be even more difficult.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, looking helplessly at Diwu Yun'er.

In his ears, the woman's cries for help continued.

In the night, no one responded.

The desolation made it all seem more hopeless.

The rough laughter of the men was even more wanton, filled with filthy, foul words.

Thinking for a moment.

Lin Fan freed himself from Diwu Yun'er's hand.

"I can't ignore it if I come across something like this."

Diwu Yun'er was stunned.

The Lin Fan in front of her seemed different from the cold Lin Fan passing the forward post.

There was a touch more warmth and humanity.