"Brother!" Yu Feiyangfei rushed into the tent like a slightest, but saw Ma Tianbiao and several people checking Chang Yuchun's injuries. Chang Yuchun was lying on the ground, his face pale and without a trace of blood! There was a pool of blood on the ground, and there was blood on the corner of Chang Yuchun's mouth, which was obviously vomited! It was seriously injured!

"Brother!" Yu Feiyang separated everyone and picked up Chang Yuchun, and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother! Wake up! Wake up! It's all my fault. I was hit by the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain! You must not be a problem! I will regret it for the rest of my life! Brother!" He turned around and shouted at Ma Tianbiao, "What are you doing for? Are the guys in your hands fire sticks? They are all sharpshooters, why didn't they hit it!"

"Boss, it's all my fault. Don't be angry first. It's important to take care of the general!" Yu Feiyang woke up the dreamer. He quickly carried Chang Yuchun to the bed, helped him up, and sat on the bed. He sat behind Chang Yuchun, pressed his palms tightly on his back, used the Nine Yang Divine Art, and continuously input the true energy into Chang Yuchun's body. He ran a circle of eight extraordinary meridians and determined his internal injury position. Although he suffered extremely severe internal injury, fortunately, his heart meridians were not broken, and he might have been hit hard by something! All the internal organs were shifted! The person who was a persecution must be a top master! Otherwise, it would be impossible to suffer such severe internal injury! This is Chang Yuchun, who is strong in physique, would have died long ago if someone else had died! Even so, he had to recover for half a year before he would get better! However, Yu Feiyang's Nine Yang Divine Art healed his injuries for about a month.

It was equivalent to Feiyang returning Chang Yuchun's internal organs to the position, and he used the Nine Yang Divine Art to cure his wounds. Only then did he finish his exercises. He was so tired that he was sweating and weak. Now his vitality was severely damaged and he had to recover for a few days. He barely got out of bed and ordered Ma Tianbiao to settle Chang Yuchun. Then he sat on the chair, silently used the mysterious skills, and ran Zhoutian for a while before he recovered some strength. He slowly said, "Biaozi, what's going on?"

"That's right, boss, when we saw you go out, we entered the big tent to protect the marshal. Unexpectedly, a man suddenly broke through the top of the tent and fell down. Before we could shoot, he flashed a thing in his hand like a tripod for burning incense, and with a chain, and flew out to the Grand Marshal's chest! The Grand Marshal was beaten so hard that he vomited blood. This was our gun that we had the chance to fire. The man seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns. The sand hit him like a tickling. He was about to hit him with a wild laugh and wanted to hit him again. I aimed at his crotch and shot two shots in a row. He seemed a little scared. He looked at the Grand Marshal and said, "Chang Yuchun, let you live for a few more days, but if you are hit by my divine cauldron, you will definitely die! Hahaha! This Dharma King is going!" After that, he rushed out of the big tent and left like lightning! It was too fast! I couldn't stop it at all!"

Yu Feiyang pondered for a while before slowly saying, "I'm sorry, I blamed you wrongly! It's not that you are incompetent but that the enemy is too powerful! I was so excited to beat my elder brother just now!"

"Boss! We didn't protect the coach well, you blamed me! Please punish us! This way we will feel more comfortable!"
Chapter completed!