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Chapter 176 Cavalry comes to the rescue
The village chief was so frightened that the villagers dared to tell each other apart. You looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, Moses revealed the miracle doctor like he was parting the sea.

The miracle doctor had seen the world to some extent. Hearing Feng Wuming call himself "my king", even though he knew that the other person had a lot of background, he still stepped forward to bow and salute.

"The common people have met the prince. All these are misunderstandings. The common people can explain..."

"Wang Xiao'e, tell me, who is he, and why did you look like this after not seeing him for a long time?" Feng Wuming frowned impatiently, disdainfully giving the pirated miracle doctor half of his eyes.

Ye Zhiyu stepped forward bravely.

Why did it feel like Feng Wuming was here to support him, but he felt embarrassed about being exposed in front of everyone?

Ye Zhiyu had just relaxed from the tension. He was so confused at the moment that he didn't notice at all that the pirated miracle doctor couldn't hide the panic on his face when he heard that the person who came was actually acquainted with him.

Before he reached Feng Wuming, Ye Zhiyu suddenly felt like he was hit hard in the abdomen, almost vomiting out his internal organs.

Immediately afterwards, someone twisted his arms in front of him. Seeing that Feng Wuming was coming with bad intentions, the pirate doctor gave up his excuses and decided to use himself as a hostage to fight for his life.

Ye Zhiyu received a punch in the abdomen, and after running around all day, his legs were so weak that he couldn't use any strength at all, and his body slid down uncontrollably.

The pirated miracle doctor didn't live up to his expectations. What he was holding hostage was still a burden. He had to use one hand to clamp down and hold a knife in the other, and he had to be wary of sneak attacks from behind. However, this hostage seemed to have no bones. He couldn't hold it for a moment without exerting any strength. Can't stand either.

The pirated miracle doctor was so anxious that his hands were so sweaty that he could hardly hold the knife. He squeezed the knife hard with his palm, and a long and narrow blood mark was seen on Ye Zhiyu's neck.

The people around him were so frightened that they wanted to run away, but the pirated miracle doctor shouted "Don't move" and froze in place.

Feng Wuming pursed his lips, not noticing that Ye Zhiyu was being held hostage by the other party, and took the bow and arrow handed over by his subordinates.

Pulling the arrow on the string, Feng Wuming aimed the arrow directly at the eye of the miracle doctor. Regardless of his dying struggle and yelling, the force in his hand gradually increased.

Seeing that Feng Wuming didn't care about Ye Zhiyu's life or death, the pirate doctor screamed in despair, kicked Ye Zhiyu away, turned around and rushed towards the crowd.

The villagers immediately became confused, but Feng Wuming still pursed his lips tightly.

He didn't want to care about the lives of these ignorant villagers who had just shouted for Wang Xiao'e to die.

Yes, they were bewitched and manipulated by evil people, so what?

If he hadn't sent someone to follow Wang Xiao'e earlier, asking them to report the news as soon as possible.

If he hadn't arrived in time.

Can they afford to repay Wang Xiao'e's life?

Reason and emotion were fighting endlessly in Feng Wuming's mind. Feng Wuming discovered for the first time that his hand holding the bow would be so nervous that he would tremble unconsciously.

He sighed lightly, put down his bow and arrows, turned over/dismounted, and helped Ye Zhiyu up.

Ye Zhiyu's eyes were red, which made Feng Wuming's heart tighten. He wanted to say something, but he thought it was too boring at first.

After choking, Ye Zhiyu cried and spoke first, "It's so embarrassing... I've never been so embarrassed when I've grown up... am I a sandbag who wants to be kicked around by him..."

Feng Wuming suppressed the smile on his lips, took off his cloak, wrapped Ye Zhiyu tightly, and lifted her directly onto his horse.

"We came out in a hurry and didn't prepare a carriage. Should the miracle doctor follow us back first or wait here for a while?" Ye Zhiyu almost lost his life here tonight. How dare he stay? He immediately gurgled like a silkworm baby. Two hands stretched out from Feng Wuming's cloak and hugged the horse's neck.

"Your Majesty, that man has a lot of secrets, he must be captured alive!"

"Got it." Feng Wuming raised his hand, pulled out the saber on the saddle, turned around and walked towards the mess behind him.

"Who did it?" Feng Wuming pointed at the dead body on the ground and asked in a deep voice.

The guards looked at me and I looked at you, but they remained silent.

The villagers on the side were also trembling, not daring to take another look at the blood-stained corpse, as if someone else had just shouted to kill Ye Zhiyu and Fu Jingtong.

Feng Wuming glanced at the swordsmen one by one, and saw that one of the masters' arms was shaking slightly and his face was hiding behind others, not daring to look directly at him. He sighed softly in his heart and didn't care about it anymore.

Looking at the village chief who was already crying with fear, Feng Wuming frowned. Without waiting for him to explain, he turned over nimbly on the ground and knelt down to kowtow in his direction.

"Your Majesty, there are a lot of people who are stupid people who don't know right from wrong. They almost ruined His Majesty's plans and hurt Him. I beg Your Majesty to show your kindness!"

Feng Wuming saw that the villagers behind him had frightened eyes, but they also followed the village chief's actions and knelt down to him and bowed.

He waved his hand in frustration, got on his horse and left the village with his men.

Ye Zhiyu had been worried for a day, and now he could finally rest for a while. His voice was a little vague, "Your Majesty, where is Master Fu?"

Feng Wuming made a move, wishing he could just kick this heartless woman off her horse and let her fend for herself.

Oh no, saying she was callous was really an injustice to her. She was so hurt that she didn't forget to worry about Fu Jingtong.

After waiting for a long time for a reply from the person behind him, Ye Zhiyu didn't want to move. He just curled up his neck and rubbed his back with his head, "Your Majesty? Didn't you drag Master Fu down?"

"No." Feng Wuming's muffled voice came from his chest.

Ye Zhiyu said "Huh" and seemed to be talking to himself, "It's not bad that there was no danger, but it's a pity that we couldn't trace the clues behind this fake miracle doctor..."

Feng Wuming's hand on the reins tightened unconsciously. It seemed like he hadn't promised anyone anything just now, right?
Ye Zhiyu's head followed the horse's hooves, calculating today's results bit by bit, and suddenly screamed.

"My lord!"

Feng Wuming was startled and cleared his throat before speaking again, "What's the matter?"

"Since you can trace that village, you must have arranged someone beside me." Ye Zhiyu's tone could not be heard as repulsive, "Hurry up and let him lead the way. Let's go to the stronghold of the fake miracle doctor first."

"Your body is like this, why do you want to bother?" Feng Wuming subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"What I hurt is my body, not my brain." Ye Zhiyu was still a little impatient. He struggled to break free from the cloak roll and reasoned with Feng Wuming, "With that person at the stronghold, If it remains, I can prescribe a cure for the rabid dog."

Ye Zhiyu's eyes were full of pride and he turned sideways to look at Feng Wuming.

(End of this chapter)