The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

As soon as these words came out, Ling Fengshuo's expression became stern!

Not long after Wu Wei was brought up, when he saw his face, he suddenly showed a look of panic, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, it's not that my subordinates don't want to hurry, this... this is really... there is no way..."

Before he finished speaking—

Ling Fengshuo suddenly strode towards the boulder without saying a word!

"My lord?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Wu Wei's eyes, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Mo Ying and Black Eagle were also stunned.

Then he saw Ling Fengshuo placing the palm of his right hand on the boulder, concentrating on gathering energy.

Jiyue's sword spike in his hand also swayed slightly.

There was obviously no quiet wind at this moment.

However, there was an unsettling wave in the air.

With Ling Fengshuo as the center, it spread out to the surroundings layer by layer.

"king……"

Realizing what he wanted to do, Mo Ying subconsciously wanted to stop him.

However, Black Eagle held him down and said, "Don't make any sound. Your Majesty, please don't be distracted now."

Even so, his brows were also furrowed at this moment, staring in Ling Fengshuo's direction with concern.

next moment--

"Crack!"

There was a small crack in the air.

It was like something suddenly exploded.

Immediately after—

"Crack! Kick!"

The cracking sound became more and more intensive, and finally——

"Boom"!

The boulder in front of Ling Fengshuo suddenly fell into pieces!

Explode to the left and right at the same time!

Everyone was startled by this unexpected sight and hurriedly reached out subconsciously to avoid the splashing gravel.

When I looked up again, the road was open!

Without the boulder, the broken mountains originally accumulated on both sides began to slowly slide downward.

But it can no longer be stopped.

Just flip over easily.

"Walk."

Ling Fengshuo closed his palms, said only one word in a low voice, and then strode away immediately.

The rest of the people still couldn't come to their senses.

The prince’s inner strength has actually become so profound!

Wu Wei looked at Ling Fengshuo's back, countless envious expressions flashed in his eyes, and then turned to displeasure.

If I had known he could be solved so easily, I would have put up more roadblocks!

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he looked at the collapsed soil slope in front of him, and suddenly had an idea.

After a stick of incense—

"My lord."

Mo Ying and Black Eagle chased after him.

Ling Fengshuo had already walked out for a while, and when he saw that they had just arrived, he couldn't help but frown: "Why are you so slow?"

Mo Ying glanced behind him with some displeasure upon hearing this.

"Back to your lord, it's not our general Wu who can actually twist his foot even when he climbs a hill. I'm afraid he will have to leave tomorrow morning with a limp. It's really disappointing that a martial artist can move so clumsily." My eyes were opened.”

Upon hearing this, Ling Fengshuo immediately glanced at Wu Wei with a cold gaze, and saw that the opponent was limping and being supported by his men, trying hard to catch up.

That look couldn't help but make him even more upset.

"Humph."

Ling Fengshuo snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze.

What he did just now really consumed a lot of internal energy, which made him feel a little tight and painful in his chest. At this time, he had no time to care about others.

Mo Ying was still a little unhappy, and muttered: "I don't know how Wu Wei became a general. I heard that he was recommended by the third prince..."

"Maybe it's possible to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."

Black Eagle rarely checked his mouth, then looked back at the person behind him, his eyes scrutinizing.

Jiang Rongyuan is not a fool.

If this person is really just a useless big embroidered pillow, he will definitely not keep it.

It's hard to say whether what he did in the past few days was to show no threat in front of the prince, or whether he had other purposes.

Thinking about it, Black Eagle suddenly saw Ling Fengshuo stop out of the corner of his eye.

Then he covered his chest, his frowning eyebrows instantly tightened, and a shocking red slowly overflowed from the corners of his lips.

"My lord, you..."

Mo Ying and Black Eagle said in unison.

Ling Fengshuo raised his hand and wiped away the inconspicuous blood stain, shook his head, and motioned for the two of them to keep quiet.

After a while, he heard Wu Wei and others coming up behind him, who was not sure whether he was really lame or not.

Then he whispered: "Let's go."

After that, the man strode forward again, with only one thought in his mind.

go back.

She is still waiting for him.

the other side--

"do not want!"

Jiang Yunluo suddenly woke up from her dream, sweating coldly.

Looking at the darkness in front of her, she swallowed hard, and then slowly regained her thoughts and realized where she was at the moment.

"How could I have such a strange dream..."

She murmured in a low voice, and couldn't help but take a deep breath when she thought that her teammate who had gone through life and death together in her dream had turned into Ling Fengshuo and almost died.

He had these dreams for no reason. Could it be that someone wanted to tell him that Ling Fengshuo was injured?

My heart felt like it had been stabbed by something small and sharp.

Jiang Yunluo then showed a wry smile.

When did she start to believe this too?

With Ling Fengshuo's skills and recovery speed, there was no need to worry about this at all.

Like Manman and the others, there is no news at the moment, which is the best news...

After comforting herself in her heart for a long time, Jiang Yunluo never closed her eyes again that night.

It wasn't until the next day that Mu Li and Hua Yue came to discuss the next route with her.

"Didn't you get a good rest last night?"

Seeing that she seemed to be distracted, Hua Yue naturally stretched out her hand to test the temperature of her forehead.

Jiang Yunluo, however, calmly avoided his movements, put her forehead against hers, and then said with a smile: "Maybe it's a bit acknowledging the bed, it's okay."

As if already accustomed to her alienation, Huayue raised her eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Li saw the interaction between the two in her eyes, and with a thought, she understood something.

Then Jiang Yunluo pointed to a place on the map and said: "We are here now. Ling Fengshuo once told me that he is stationed outside the customs all year round. No matter what happens, there will always be a group of people there who will definitely listen to him. , from there, you can also go back to Beiming, but it’s just a little longer.”

"Exit?"

Huayue hesitated.

"Ah."

Jiang Yunluo nodded.

"We can find ways to find out about the capital while we are walking. As long as we hear news about Ling Fengshuo, we can find ways to send him a message and tell him that we will meet him outside the customs. As for my father..."

Thinking of Jiang Rongcheng, Jiang Yunluo's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"Don't worry, King Cheng will be fine."

Huayue hurriedly comforted.

Jiang Yunluo nodded and continued: "There are three ways to go outside the pass, but they are all official roads. We..."

As she spoke, she moved her fingertips slightly downward.

"This place is relatively remote. It is an abandoned road a long time ago. If you don't want to be too public, you can only take this way."

"it is good."

Mu Li and Huayue said in unison, neither of them had any objections to this.

Then Mu Li said: "Without further delay, let's go pack things now, let's..."

"and many more."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yunluo suddenly stopped him.