The next day, the hour and the hour.

The morning sun was born, and the silver armor shone coldly in the sun.

The trumpets sounded, and the army marched.

The war horses galloped, the armies shot together, and the neat footsteps seemed to have the potential to shake the heavens and the earth.

At the normal pace of marching, it would take at least seven days to rush back to the capital from the border.

But dill couldn't wait that long.

After explaining to several lieutenant generals under him, he took the military advisor Yun Lang to break away from the army and hurried towards the capital.

The mounts of the two are both special BMWs in Dongli, and they can travel thousands of miles a day.

The capital is only 800 miles away from the border, and if you travel day and night, it can be reached in two days at most.

But there is a premise that the rider must be energetic and physically fit.

Obviously, dill does not fit this premise.

The previous arrow wound had not yet healed, and he had been bedridden for many days, and his body was still very weak, and he couldn't withstand such a high-intensity rush.

So, on the first day, after two hours of continuous travel.

The wound in her chest began to ache faintly.

The pain was negligible at first. But as time goes on, the faint pain gradually worsens.

Along the way, there are not only flat and wide official roads, but also many paths overgrown with weeds and rocks.

That is undoubtedly a bumpy road.

The ups and downs of the bumps and bumps again and again made the wounds that had not healed and tightened not only be torn.

Finally, more than two hours later, the wound opened again.

Crimson blood oozed through the tightly wrapped bandages.

Because the dill was wearing a dark shirt, the blood oozing out was not noticeable. Even if it is seen, it will be regarded as sweat from running around and exerting.

Dill didn't expect that her body would be so weak.

She could tolerate the pain of the wound splitting, but the reaction of the whole body prostration and weakness caused by the pain was beyond her control.

A casual glance made Yun Lang notice the abnormality of dill.

Between his foreheads, there was a cold sweat that kept dripping, his pale face did not have a trace of blood, and his whole body was shaky, as if he would fall off the horse's back in the next moment.

Yun Lang was shocked, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't speak. He just pursed his lips and deliberately looked away.

[Host, you are in a bad state right now. The voice of the system sounded in Dill's head.

"I know."

[Now that you know, why don't you stop and rest? The tone of the system was a little anxious and worried.

[Do you know that if you continue to force your way without taking care of your physical condition, then you will most likely not be able to reach the capital. 】

Dill understands the meaning in the discourse of the system.

With her current state, another half an hour is the extreme. When the time comes, if you continue to hold on, I am afraid that you will fall off the horse's back, be trampled by the hooves of the horse galloping at high speed, or even trample to death.

If it were a small world in the past, dill might not be bothered.

But in this world, she won't.

Because here, there are Ah Cheng's soul fragments waiting for her to collect.

His safety was always something she couldn't do recklessly.

Now, the reason why she endured the pain and traveled for so long was not because of willfulness, but because she was sure of one thing.

And now......

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