Chapter 2981 Rescue (One More)

"Let him come over," Chu Li said.

Princess Anfu floated out and quickly brought Zhao Zhengli in.

Zhao Zhengli looked at Chu Li curiously: "Master, can you really rush to the Southwest camp immediately?"

Chu Li said: "We need an introduction to rush to the Southwest Camp. Let's go back to the capital first and find a general's belongings before we can rush there directly. Without an introduction, we can't do it."

After he finished speaking, he put one hand on a person's shoulder, disappeared suddenly, and appeared in Ruyi Temple the next moment.

The Ruyi Temple was still quiet, the two servants were sweeping, they were very calm when they suddenly appeared, they just bowed and continued to sweep, indifferent to everything.

Chu Li said: "Anfu, go find a personal item belonging to the Great General of the Southwest."

"Yes, Master." Princess Anfu agreed without hesitation, turned and left.

Zhao Zhengli asked curiously: "Master, what is the use of General Feng's personal belongings?"

Chu Li said: "See if he can be saved."

"Can you save General Feng?" Zhao Zhengli said in surprise, "The general has been dead for a few days."

"How many days?" Chu Li asked.

"It seems to have been seven or eight days, right?" Zhao Zhengli thought for a while and said, "General Feng died. The news was sent by a secret spy, and it was transmitted very quickly. It could reach the ears of the emperor in one day. It should take three or four days to send people to chase after him, and we will go on the road for another three days, about seven or eight days."

Chu Li said: "Then you can give it a try."

The aura in this world is abundant and strong, so the soul dissipates slowly, and it should still be there in eight or nine days, and it can be sensed.

"Could it be possible to save the great general?" Zhao Zhengli was refreshed.

Chu Li shook his head: "It depends on his chance, whether his body is still there."

He didn't want to save General Feng, otherwise he would have done it long ago. No matter what, as a general, he must have been stained with too much blood, saving him would not be of great merit.

He is not a savior, and it is impossible to save everyone. Everyone has their own destiny and destiny. He cannot control and change them one by one. All he can do is to change some people for merit.

He changed the fate of others, so he had to suffer from karma, which was unavoidable.

"Master, this is General Feng's saber." Princess Anfu floated in, holding a long saber in her hand.

The scabbard was ordinary, and the hilt was wrapped with a dark red silk ribbon, exuding a strong bloody aura faintly. In Chu Li's eyes, the bloody aura was strong, like a flame burning ragingly.

Chu Li took it and pulled it out slowly.

"Ding..." Like a dragon's chant, the snow shines and the knife shines like lightning.

Chu Li took a look, flicked his fingers lightly, and made a clear humming sound again, endlessly.

"It's a good knife." Chu Li nodded.

"This seems to be a gift from my father when General Feng was just a guerrilla general." Zhao Zhengli looked at it and nodded: "This is a precious sword. General Feng has always been with him and saved his life. , I didn’t expect to bring it with me.”

Chu Li returned the knife to Princess Anfu: "Let's go."

He put his arms around the two of them, disappeared in the Ruyi Temple, and appeared on a majestic giant peak the next moment.

The strong wind blows and the cold air hits people. At the foot of the mountain is the boundless prairie. The green grass is like a green mat, fresh and moving, and the endless tents on the prairie are like white clouds.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Zhao Zhengli could only see the endless tents. He nodded, "This is the Southwest Camp. This peak should be Tianwang Peak."

Princess Anfu frowned and stared intently at one place: "They are all wearing white veils. It is true that the general is gone. Fortunately, we came in time, and this side has not been affected. If there is a fight here, it means that the rest of the army formation is dead." fall."

Chu Li's eyes fell on a certain place in the void, and he paid a tithe: "Amitabha!"

He saw a clear figure in the void, full of evil spirits all over his body, unable to get close to outside objects, suspended in the sky above the camp, staring fixedly at the camp, revealing an aura of melancholy and loneliness.

He already sensed that this was Feng Qilin, the general of the Nanying camp, and it was the same as the breath on the knife.

It's just that Feng Qilin is about to lose his soul at this time, and when his soul is dispersed, only a little spiritual light enters the cycle of reincarnation. At that time, he has nothing to do, no matter how strong he is, he can't drag a little bit of true spirit back from the road of reincarnation.

He had no intention of saving people, but when he saw this shadow, he felt its melancholy and loneliness, so he suddenly changed his mind.

"Master?" Princess Anfu asked suspiciously.

Chu Li said: "Go and find the body of the general!"

"It's not easy to find." Princess Anfu said, "There are so many general tents in the camp, it's hard to tell if it's real or not."

Chu Li smiled, led the two of them and disappeared on the top of the mountain, and appeared in a big tent the next moment.

The tent looked unpretentious on the outside, no different from the surrounding tents. There were six people sitting inside, arguing with each other, even fighting, some persuading and others shouting and cursing.

The three of Chu Li suddenly appeared. They were surprised and reacted quickly. They drew their swords and surrounded the three of them.

"His Royal Highness?" A middle-aged thick man called out: "His Royal Highness?"

Zhao Zhengli cupped his fists and said in a deep voice, "What are you generals doing?"

Princess Anfu looked at an ice coffin in the center, a handsome middle-aged man was lying on the ice, his face was lifelike, his facial features were straight, his nose was straight and his mouth was square, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were closed as if he had fallen asleep.

She looked at Chu Li: "Master, can it still be done?"

Chu Li's jaw.

When he came to the ice coffin, the six of them wanted to stop them, but they were restrained by an invisible force, as if they were tightly bound. They watched Chu Li come to Feng Qilin, and stretched out his fingers to gently touch the center of his eyebrows.

The light flickered faintly, illuminating the tent.

Chu Li withdrew his fingers and shook his head.

I was really impulsive this time, but seeing Feng Qilin's pure soul, if he cared so much about merit, he would look down on himself and violate his own principles of conduct.

"Master, can't he be rescued?" Princess Anfu hurriedly asked seeing him shaking his head.

Chu Li said: "I will wake up soon."

As soon as he said this, Feng Qilin suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes quickly regained clarity, and the soft breath circulated in his body, quickly dispelling the ice and stiffness, and he sat up straight, startling the six people, who thought it was a fake corpse.

"General?" A rough middle-aged man tried to call out cautiously.

"Old Tian, ​​how long have I been asleep?" Feng Qilin said in a deep voice.

The rough middle-aged man hurriedly said: "General, are you really alive?!"

"Well, I'm back alive!" Feng Qilin snorted, "Stop rambling, how's the situation outside?"

"Oh..." Lao Tian shook his head and smiled wryly.

Feng Qilin stood up, and He Shi saluted Chu Li: "Master, I can't thank you enough for saving my life!"

He punched Zhao Zhengli and Princess Anfu again.

Chu Lihe smiled: "This is also the good fortune of the general, and his life should not be lost."

In fact, Feng Qilin's life should have died a long time ago, but his fate is peculiar, and he can often escape the shackles of fate and reverse it.

Feng Qilin shook his head with a smile, and when he turned around, he quickly suppressed his smile and said solemnly, "Promote the account!"

"Yes!" The six people clasped their fists and shouted solemnly.