The Chinese army led by Long Weihou was rapidly advancing in Nanling Mansion, Long Weihou was so anxious that the entire Chinese army did not pause day and night, and only slept on the spot for a while when he was extremely tired. After a few days, Lingwu's body returned to normal and he was no longer so tired. When he was sleeping with a soldier halfway, he played a real martial fist for a while, and found that the speed at which his body absorbed the spiritual energy was much faster, and it was completely able to offset the absorption of the spiritual energy of the spiritual bead on the body. The body quickly improved, but as soon as he stopped and didn't practice, the speed of absorbing the aura dropped a lot. Lingwu sighed: "It seems that in the future, I don't have to spend too much time meditating, but practice as much as possible every day." ”

Lingwu was concerned about his uncle's safety, and as soon as his body recovered, he reconnoitred the situation on the front line in the sedan chair. His spiritual consciousness did not follow the route, but soon descended near the area of the Qingshui River. It was quiet, save for the sound of the winter wind blowing through the treetops, and the ground was littered with skeletons. Lingwu hurriedly checked the south bank of the river, exactly the same as just now, his heart sank, and an ominous feeling rose. Lingwu understood, then withdrew his spiritual sense, searched carefully, and finally found the figure of the brute beast ten days away from the Chinese army. Lingwu continued to investigate, and less than two hundred miles away from the Chinese army, he found that several people were hurrying towards him, and the speed was fast, and the ordinary samurai could do it. Lingwu couldn't help but be overjoyed, maybe his uncle came to the Chinese army after the defeat. He hurriedly called Shi Yong, the guard beside him: "You take the agile people to the front, I found that there are several people with strong martial arts who are coming to us two hundred miles ahead, you go and greet them, it may be the uncle and the people of their forward army, come back and tell me immediately if there is any situation." ”

"Yes," Shi Yong took the order and left.

Lingwu himself was not idle, and sped up and ran to Hou Ye.

"Lingwu, why are you here? How's the body? ”

"Thank you Lord Hou for your concern, I am completely well now. There was a military intelligence report here. ”

"Oh, don't bother checking it out if you're not well."

"It's okay, I'm all right. I checked the situation ahead just now, and there are some situations that must be reported to the Hou Ye. ”

Seeing that Lingwu was about to speak and stopped, Long Weihou knew that something big had happened, and immediately said, "Keep going, and the guards will rest on the side of the road for a while." Long Weihou's sedan chair suddenly leaned against the side of the road and stopped, he got off the sedan chair and walked several steps with Lingwu to a big tree on the side of the road.

"Lingwu, how are your uncles?"

"Master Hou, the forward troops have been wiped out. There were already tens of thousands of blood wolves and forty or fifty thousand barbarians about ten days ahead of our Chinese army, as well as a large number of other brute beasts. ”

"What?" Long Weihou bit his lip tightly, his eyes widened, and he muttered, "Shouldn't it, Rulong's team is not bad?" ”

Long Weihou suddenly raised his head and stared at Lingwu and asked, "How is your uncle now?" Did you find him? ”

"Two hundred miles ahead of us, I found a few people with strong martial arts, coming towards us at a very fast speed, I guess it may be uncle. I've just asked the guards to go up and pick them up. There should be news later today, and I was going to contact these people and ask if he was an uncle. But my grandfather told me not to reveal the secret that I was a great spiritual priest, so I ......"

"Wait, wait, what do you say? Are you a great spirit? Long Weihou grabbed Lingwu's shoulder and interrupted him.

"Oh, Master Hou, that's the case" Lingwu realized that he had not yet told Master Hou about becoming a great spirit warrior, and he couldn't help blushing, and said embarrassedly: "Didn't I faint a few days ago?" When I was better, I contacted my grandfather, and he told me that I had fainted due to the lack of physical strength when I broke through to become a great spirit. If you want to rest and recover, I didn't expect that I forgot to tell Hou Ye you. Master Hou, don't be angry, I didn't mean to. ”

Long Weihou lifted Lingwu up, raised it high above his head, and laughed: "What am I angry about? It's too late for me to be happy. I was scared a few days ago, and I was even worried about marching these days, for fear that you would have any accidents, but I didn't expect it to be a great joy! ”

"Master Hou, do you want to contact those people? Find out if he's an uncle. ”

"No, you're right not to contact them, your case must be kept private. Lingwu, except for me and your grandfather, you can't let anyone else know. Unexpectedly, it is the most lethal. Haha, let's go, what else do I have to worry about? Long Weihou took Lingwu's hand and joined the marching team.

In the evening, Shi Yong led a few people to meet the ranks of the Chinese army. However, he didn't bring people to Lingwu, but directly to Hou Ye, and after a while, Hou Ye's personal guards came over to invite Lingwu over. Lingwu saw Hou Ye Tie standing on the side of the road with a blue face, and there was a person standing in front of him with a pale face.

"Lingwu, come here" Seeing him coming over, Long Weihou squeezed out a smile on his face: "Come on, you're talking about these people, Huang Qingshan, the lord of Nanling Mansion." ”

This person is Huang Qingshan, who came back from Qingshui River, and after he told Long Wei Hou about the battle situation in Qingshui River, Hou Ye was furious and scared him to death. Suddenly, I heard Hou Ye call Lingwu, and suddenly remembered what Zhang Rulong said when they met, and I immediately understood. It turned out that Zhang Rulong was talking about the young man in front of him who was wearing a white robe and a jade pendant, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Is that you? I thought it was my uncle. Lord Huang, you should have come from the battlefield in the area of the Qingshui River. Where is my uncle now? Lingwu asked eagerly.

"You are the Lingwu that General Rulong often says, right?"

"I am Lingwu, Zhang Rulong is my uncle, where is he now?" Lingwu got impatient.

"General Rulong is gone, and the 200,000 army is over. There are red-haired monsters and countless barbarians in the Qingshui River, and General Rulong's army and I are finished," Huang Qingshan cried bitterly.

Although as soon as he saw this person, Lingwu understood. But he still can't accept the fact that the uncle who looks brave and scary but is kind to him will really never be seen? Lingwu was stunned, unable to speak for a long time, but his face was flushed, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

Long Weihou was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly pulled him over and patted him on the back: "Lingwu, don't worry, don't worry." This bastard didn't see your uncle's whereabouts in person, and he guessed it too. This greedy thing for life and afraid of death, if you don't die on the front line, you still have the face to come back to see me, Lao Tzu can't wait to cut you. ”