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The gyrfalcon hid between the remaining territories of the western barbarians and the grand armies of the sects. In order to ensure his safety, he had no choice but to enter the remaining territories of the western barbarians.

After another battle, the gyrfalcon was wounded and in exile. He entered a place where the Western barbarians lived in a daze.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in a civilian's house in the Western barbarians. Beside him was a girl from the Western barbarians washing something for him. The water in the basin had already been dyed red with blood.

"You're awake?" The girl asked in the language of the Central Plains.

"You saved me?" The gyrfalcon looked at the girl in surprise. He had practiced the dialect of the Western barbarians well after returning to the Central Plains from the territory of the Southern Clans.

"You know the Western language?" The young lady looked at Tian Jue in astonishment.

"Thank you, young lady, for saving me!" Hai Dongqing looked at the young girl and cupped her fist as she spoke.

"No need to thank me. You've been severely injured. If anyone else discovers you, you'll be executed." The young girl looked at the gyrfalcon, unable to bear it any longer.

The gyrfalcon was silent. The girl hung the gauze properly, then looked at the gyrfalcon and said: "I can't bear to see people die, but I hate you people of the Central Plains. You can leave when your injuries heal!"

The gyrfalcon wanted to stand up and clasp his hands in thanks, but felt pain all over his body and couldn't move at all.

The girl quickly went up to Hai Dongqing and stopped her: "You can't move right now. Don't worry, I know some medical skills that can help you recover a bit."

The gyrfalcon could only thank the barbarian for saving his life. It was very embarrassing for him, but he could not die. He had yet to figure out what was going on. There were still many things he had yet to do.

He still remembered the last battle before he fainted and how he fought against more than ten disciples of the South Sword Sect alone. The most important thing was that Nan Gong Dong Qing was among the disciples of the South Sword Sect, and the injuries of Hai Dong Qing were caused by Nan Gong Xuan.

The young girl glanced at him and said: "Not long ago, she also saved a green-clad girl. After she woke up, she left without any persuasion, and I originally thought that everyone in the Central Plains was like that, but it seems like I have overthought things."

The gyrfalcon was shocked at first, but then he laughed awkwardly. He was shocked because the girl in green was most likely a Green Leaf. He hadn't thought that her martial arts would be so impressive, but she had also fallen to such a state.

The girl let out a cold snort and pulled open the blanket that Hai Dongqing had covered. Only then did Hai Dongqing realize that a lot of her clothes had already been torn off, leaving only a few pieces of cloth covering the area that she should be covered.

Her old face instantly turned red, thinking that this girl was too barbaric.

"It's impossible to avoid such awkwardness when treating you, let alone a woman like me. As a man, why are you shy?" The young lady rolled her eyes at the gyrfalcon before carefully unwrapping the bandage.

When all the gauze had been removed, the wounds were shocking. There were no less than twenty of them. The smallest one was longer than the middle finger and the longest one had slipped from the right shoulder all the way to the top of the left hip.

The girl carefully applied medicine on the gyrfalcon, but it was unknown what kind of medicine it was, it felt like a fire to the wound, the pain made the gyrfalcon sweat profusely, but after a while it became extremely cool, causing the gyrfalcon to almost forget that there was a wound on his forehead.

"Your wound is different from that of the azure-dressed woman. Her wound was caused by a weapon of the Western barbarians, but yours was caused by the sword of the Central Plains." The young girl looked at the wound as she applied the medicine.

"Yes." The gyrfalcon nodded. He knew that the girl didn't want to hear what had happened. She was just looking at the wound and making her own guesses.

In about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the young girl finished applying the medicine for the gyrfalcon, bandaged it up, and then took out the fresh gauze from the gyrfalcon's body to wash.

After she finished washing, in the time it took for an incense stick to burn, she had once again pulled Hai Dongqing's blanket away.

The old man's face reddened again. The girl looked at the old man impatiently and said, "Pretend!"

Although she sounded like she was getting impatient, she did not show any signs of being careless.

"Your new injury is severe and needs to be replaced diligently." After the young lady finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to the gyrfalcon as she seriously changed the gauze.

Suddenly, the gyrfalcon felt guilty. If there was no internal strife within the army, they would pass through this place because a few people wanted to kill his men. Was he going to kill this kind girl in front of him?

He did not know, he only knew that the people he killed before could not remember much. Although it was understandable, it was a waste of time to kill the innocent.

"Since you hate me, why did you save me?" The gyrfalcon asked the girl who was seriously changing the medicine.

"When I was learning medicine, my master told me, 'Life-saving is inseparable,' so I saved you." The young girl replied without even raising her head.

The young lady in front of him was definitely not a beauty. Her figure was also average, and although her tone was a bit cold, Hai Dongqing still thought that she was beautiful.

"What about you? Heh heh, did your master tell you to kill people without distinction? " The young girl said in a mocking tone.

The gyrfalcon looked at the girl seriously and said, "No, my master told me to stand up for him and punish him."

The girl raised her head and saw the serious look in the gyrfalcon's eyes. She didn't want the mockery on her face to go away, so she said, "But you still kill innocent people."

"The Western barbarians invaded, and the entire Central Plains was covered with smoke. The people were displaced, and no less than a million people died miserable deaths under the Western Iron Cavalry. The number of warriors in the Central Plains who died was also tens of thousands.

"Originally, we did not touch any of the Western barbarians, but they hated us to the bones and wanted to fight with their lives on the line. This time, we have over fifteen thousand warriors who died in vain at the hands of your people, so if this number continues, it will continue to rise."

The wound then split open again, causing him to be in so much pain that he did not dare to move the slightest bit.

When the young girl heard this, she was stunned. She could not imagine how many people had died in the tens of thousands. She could not bear to see just one person die.

When the gyrfalcon heard this, he no longer said anything.

The internal strife had started for the fifteenth day. More than half of the heroes had died, the four protectors had returned three, the Golden Crow Sect Master and the Ten Thousand Streams Sect Leader had returned.

The current situation was irreparable. The western barbarians seized the opportunity to strike back. In addition to the unfavorable environment, the internal strife continued without end. The great army of the sects and aristocratic families had announced the withdrawal of their troops back to the Central Plains.

Seeing the retreat of the great army of the Central Plains, the western barbarians did not dare to pursue them. They could only recover wherever the great army of the Central Plains retreated.

In the twelfth month of the war, the people of the Central Plains had already returned to the Central Plains. Half of the entire country was happy and half was sad.

However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. There were also many people who wished for a year, hoping for a corpse to return.

About the chivalry being besieged, the Central Plains was stirred up into a heated discussion.