After taking care of the Qin scouts who had followed them here, the two of them were stunned.
Li Yueming chopped off their heads.
He drove the five spiritual horses that had been captured to Dingzhou City.
On the way, he met Huang Li 'er and the others who were also looking around.
From afar, a group of people saw that he was covered in blood.
There were still a few intact heads hanging from the back of the horse.
They couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Good heavens, how long had they been searching?
When they found nothing, Li Yueming had already returned with his head tied.
The chosen one was indeed so terrifying!
After meeting them.
Li Yueming called for a few people to follow him back to report the news.
Just as the few of them were galloping.
In the distant Dingzhou City.
Marba was in the scout camp, asking about the search.
When he heard that there was no news from the Qin army, Marba frowned.
