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Chapter 603: Rush to Yinshan Mountain!

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    Qin Lang's heart tightened immediately when he heard Wu Zixi's summons.

    Hearing how weak his voice was, one knew that he must have been seriously injured. The known hostile forces were able to beat Wu Zixi, the great disciple of Shenxiao Palace, into such a state. Apart from himself, there were only other gods from the same sect.  Xiao Palace.

    After receiving news about the whereabouts of Lin Qianqian and her party from him earlier, he guessed that Lin Qianqian was going to Yinshan. Now Wu Zixi was seriously injured and his father was in danger. Except for Lin Qianqian and the others, he didn't think so.  !

    A bloody storm gathered in Qin Lang's eyes, he gritted his teeth, and the back of his clenched hands had veins popping out, and his killing intent was so fierce that he seemed to be twisting people into pieces.

    It¡¯s really good!

    Lin Qianqian!

    If nothing happens to dad, then let him go. If anything happens to dad, I must send you to Zhaoyu Palace to become a Gu slave, so that you can relieve the hatred in your heart!

    No matter who is behind you or what kind of powerful backer you are, I will never let you go!

    The small paper crane turned into a pile of powder in the palm of Qin Lang's hand, scattered in all directions when a breeze blew, and then disappeared.

    Qin Lang suddenly changed direction in the air and headed towards the Tang Army camp in Yinshan.

    The spiritual power in his body was mobilized to the extreme by him, and the whole person was like an afterimage passing through the air. Even the birds that occasionally flew by did not notice the silhouette of the person passing by in an instant.

    Qin Lang hurried on with his head down, and when he was tired, he would use his spiritual power to eliminate fatigue. When he was tired, he would eat dry food. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he would find a place to fall down. He would use the breathing and breathing technique to recover, and then he would go on his way as soon as he recovered.

    When they arrived at the place where the Tang camp was originally stationed, they found that the camp had shrunk by more than half, and the camp was as quiet as a dead zone. There were no soldiers on duty, and there were even many people in Tang army uniforms lying on the ground.  Death is life.

    Even when one or two Tang soldiers who were lying outside the tent staggered and climbed up in an extremely weak manner and entered the tent, he felt a chill. The movie about loss he had seen in his previous life suddenly appeared in his mind.  middle.

    Qin Lang took a deep breath, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped, and even breathing became difficult. His red eyes hurriedly fell from the sky.

    With trembling hands, he sniffed at the Tang Army soldiers who were lying down or lying down. He felt the faint breathing and then relaxed a little. He hurriedly ran to the largest tent in the camp, which was also the handsome tent where Dad handled military affairs and rested.

    The tent was empty, and Qin Lang's heart immediately sank. He rushed out with red eyes and rushed into the place where the Huotou Army was.

    Although these soldiers are extremely weak, they are obviously still conscious, but their bodies are too weak to move. However, such a state obviously cannot be formed in a day or two. There must be people cooking where the Huotou Army is.  Tang Jun.

    As he expected, there were more than a dozen people in the Huotou Army's camp. Although their condition was equally bad, they were in a much better state than the "corpses" lying on the ground outside. At least they were still conscious.

    "Where is my father?" Qin Lang asked with a trembling voice.

    "It's just that the soldiers didn't react much when they saw him, and they couldn't answer his words in time.

    But their eyes were full of gloom and despair, and the look of death on their faces showed that they had given up hope of survival and were waiting for death to come in this ghost-like camp.

    "Perhaps it was a long time since I heard such rapid and energetic footsteps. A dozen Tang soldiers slowly raised their faces with pale and decadent faces. When they saw Qin Lang's appearance clearly, their lifeless eyes were dull.

    They even rubbed their eyes together.

    Is this a hallucination because I am about to die?

    Oh shit!

    Even though I knew that Immortal Qin was the savior, I have been dizzy these days and have seen countless phantoms. I even woke up from my dream and realized that I was just dreaming, and I have long lost my original hope.

    "San'er, I'm afraid it won't work." A Tang general who looked like a general pushed the stunned soldier aside and said with a bitter smile: "From yesterday to now, this is the eighth time I have seen the Marquis of Qin!  "

    "If I can't wait until Marquis Qin, but you can survive until Marquis Qin's rescue, help me take care of my mother-in-law and daughter."

    The soldier shook his head with a dull look on his face and said, "Boss, I'm afraid it won't work. I also saw the Marquis of Qin."

    After listening to the words of the two men, the remaining Tang Jun woke up as if from a dream. Their eyes, which were originally full of deathly energy and had no emotional fluctuations, suddenly burst out with an incredible look of joy, and they shouted in unison.

      "Head! Head! II saw it too!"

    "That's right! It doesn't make sense for us to have hallucinations together, right? It's different from the symptoms that broke out after the brothers were infected before."

    There was silence in the camp for a moment, and then a deafening cry of hope suddenly erupted: "Marquis Qin!"

    "It's me." Qin Lang squatted down, pulled someone over and started to check the pulse, the expression on his face softened slightly.

    Fortunately, their pulse conditions were exactly the same as those of the people in Chang'an who were infected with the poisonous plague. He carried the seeds with him and planted the antidote quickly.

    As for the plague, if there are medicinal materials in the camp, then he also knows the prescription. It is not a problem to make the decoction according to the prescription. If there are no medicinal materials, it is not impossible to exchange some medicinal seeds from the system and plant them.

    It¡¯s just a little more troublesome, and you have to prepare medicinal materials, but it¡¯s much better than watching these soldiers who have donated all their blood to protect their homes and country die!

    "Where is my father?" Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief and asked again about his father's whereabouts.

    "Marquis of Qin! You are really here! General Qin has also been infected with the plague and has fallen into a coma." The general of the Tang Army said with joy, but when he saw Qin Lang's face changed, he hurriedly said: "But don't worry, Qin  I'll take you there with Buqu at home."

    After saying that, the general stood up, walked two steps, and then turned back to the other soldiers of the Tang Army: "It's just time for dinner. The Marquis of Qin must be hungry in a hurry. You guys should make something to eat first."

    "Don't worry, Chief, we all know it." The soldiers of the Tang Army responded in unison, and their whole bodies were visibly restored to vigor, and they no longer looked as gloomy and lifeless as before.

    They all knew that their General Qin¡¯s son was a son of an immortal. After General Qin fell into coma, the military doctor immediately sent someone to Chang¡¯an to send a message to Chang¡¯an as soon as he knew it was a plague, hoping that this immortal¡¯s son could come to rescue him.

    Originally they thought they couldn¡¯t wait until this day, but they didn¡¯t expect that just when they had given up hope and were filled with despair, this immortal disciple really arrived!

    As for saying that Immortal Qin couldn't save them or solve the plague, they never thought about it.

    ¡°After all, in their hearts, Immortal Qin has long been equated with omnipotence and great powers.

    If it¡¯s something that even he can¡¯t do, then I¡¯m afraid no one in the Tang Dynasty can solve this plague!

    "Okay." Qin Lang nodded and stood up, then put down his heart and followed the general: "Thank you." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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