Qin Country, Xianyang City.
Young Master Manor.
Zhao Ji sat under the eaves. Her face was haggard and her eyes were red. It was obvious that she had just cried.
Dong 'er and Ying Zheng, who were standing at the side, also had a worried look on their faces.
At this moment, Ying Zichu walked into the courtyard. Concubine Zhao immediately stood up and hurriedly asked,"Is there any news of Mu 'er?"
Ying Zichu shook his head and said in a deep voice," Not yet, but I heard that the king has already sent people to the Changping battlefield. Madam, please wait patiently. Mu 'er is a lucky man…"
"Four months! It's been four months!"
Zhao Ji shouted at Ying Zichu as tears flowed down her face. Dong 'er also sobbed in a low voice.
Ying Zheng's face was pale, filled with anger and pain. He clenched his fists, and his body was trembling slightly.
It had been four months since they had parted with Qin Mu. During these four months, Lady Zhao and the rest had been worried about Qin Mu day and night, and they had been searching for news about him every day.
Three months ago, when she heard that Qin Mu had entered Changping Battlefield, she fainted on the spot.
The Changping Battlefield was a terrifying place, and no one had ever left it alive.
"Wuwuwu…If anything happens to Mu 'er, I…I don't want to live anymore!”Zhao Ji cried bitterly.
Ying Zichu wanted to hug and comfort her, but she pushed him away.
"It's all your fault! Back then, if you hadn't abandoned us, we wouldn't have suffered so much in Handan. Mu 'er…Mu' er wouldn't have been chased by the King of Zhao and entered the Changping Battlefield!”
"This is all your fault!"
Zhao Ji pointed at Ying Zichu and cried hysterically, her eyes filled with hatred.
Ying Zichu's body trembled slightly, and he felt pain in his heart. He couldn't explain it, because it was the truth. He was the one who abandoned Lady Zhao and her son.
"Furen, Young Master also has his own difficulties.”Shen Yue walked over to persuade him.
"Zheng 'er, help your mother into the house.”
Ying Zichu said to Ying Zheng, feeling a little irritated.
Immediately after, Ying Zheng and Dong 'er brought the grief-stricken Zhao Ji into the house.
With a thud, Shen Yue knelt down and blamed himself,""Young Master, it's all my fault for not protecting Mu 'er well!”
Ying Zichu quickly helped Shen Yue up, shook his head and sighed,"This matter cannot be blamed on Master. No one expected such a change to happen.”
"Now I only hope that Mu 'er is fine, sigh ~"
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Changping Battlefield, inner area.
Qin Mu walked aimlessly and looked at the gray world in front of him. A trace of doubt appeared on his face.
It had been a few days since he entered the inner regions, but he had not found a single heroic spirit.
"Strange, could it be that there are no heroic spirits in the inner regions?”Qin Mu asked suspiciously.
However, that wasn't right. Qin Mu had only devoured a few thousand heroic spirits in the periphery, but Changping Battlefield had buried more than six hundred thousand people.
"Let's take a look around. If we really can't do it, we'll think of a way to get out.”
With this thought in mind, Qin Mu continued to go deeper.
He didn't know how much time had passed. It felt like a day, or perhaps a month.
On the battlefield of Changping, Qin Mu couldn't feel the passage of time. He only knew that a long time had passed.
Until one day, Qin Mu suddenly stopped and revealed an expression of disbelief.
Following Qin Mu's gaze, not far ahead, an army made up entirely of heroic spirits had gathered.
What was different from the heroic spirits on the periphery was that these heroic spirits were all dressed neatly. The light of the underworld on their bodies was also extremely dazzling, and it could even be said to be gorgeous!
As for their numbers, they were as many as Bai Wan!!
"This…this is impossible!"
Qin Mu's face was aghast, and his pupils constricted like needles. His body couldn't help but tremble.
The Changping Battlefield had only buried over 600,000 people. How could there be a million heroic spirits?
Moreover, the formation of a Heroic Spirit was extremely difficult. It did not mean that there would be a Heroic Spirit for every person who died. At least a hundred of them would give birth to a Heroic Spirit!
A million heroic spirits, didn't that mean that hundreds of millions of people had died!
In addition, the auras of these heroic spirits were extremely powerful. Even the lowest-level soldiers emitted auras that were stronger than ordinary Rank-5 martial artists!
A decanus already had the strength of a ninth-grade martial artist, not to mention centurions, chiliarchs, and even higher-level generals!
As if sensing Qin Mu's gaze, the army of one million heroic spirits that had been standing still all looked at him, especially the general standing on the Netherworld War Chariot. He pulled out his sword and pointed it at Qin Mu.
"Not good!"
An unprecedented sense of danger assaulted him, and Qin Mu ran backwards without even thinking!
As Qin Mu ran, the ghost general shouted coldly,""Kill him!"
In the next second, a centurion led a hundred ghost soldiers to charge at Qin Mu.
Qin Mu was so frightened that his scalp went numb. He circulated his true qi with all his might and augmented his legs to make himself run even faster.
However, no matter how he ran, Qin Mu discovered in horror that the ghost soldiers were getting closer and closer to him.
At the critical moment, a pale hand grabbed Qin Mu's arm, and before Qin Mu could react, another hand covered his mouth.
"Don't make a sound!"
A hoarse voice sounded in Qin Mu's ears.
Qin Mu was shocked and terrified. A green light suddenly rose around his body and enveloped him.
Then, a strange scene appeared. The ghost soldiers didn't seem to see Qin Mu and passed by him.
"Let's go!"
In the next second, a huge force pulled Qin Mu away.
Qin Mu only felt his vision blur, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had actually appeared at the periphery of the battlefield.
Qin Mu heaved a heavy sigh of relief, but he immediately felt a chill run down his spine. He turned around stiffly and looked at the black-robed man in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Pulling out the long rainbow, Qin Mu stared at the black-robed man warily. At the same time, he was incomparably shocked. Other than him, there was actually another living person on the Changping battlefield!
The black-robed man wore a bronze mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.
You are Qin Mu?" The black-robed man looked at the long rainbow in Qin Mu's hand and said in a hoarse voice.
"You are…"
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes. This guy actually knew his name.
"I'm here on the orders of the King of Qin to bring you back.”
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