Ma Feizi happily defected to the ghost fetus. After receiving the holy blood, he felt that it was a wise choice to defect to the ghost fetus.
But unexpectedly, the two grandchildren he brought were actually eaten by the ghost tribe.
Ma Feizi stood there blankly, while the ghosts walked further and further away.
Li Chengdao saw Ma Feizi standing there blankly, wondering what was going on?
Seeing that the ghost tribe was gone, Li Chengdao walked over and asked, "Where is the Holy Son? Why are you crying?"
Ma Feizi looked at Li Chengdao, his body trembled slightly, tears kept falling, his lips trembled and opened, but he could not say a word.
"What's wrong with you?"
Ma Feizi looked extremely sad. Li Chengdao couldn't figure out what Ma Feizi had gone through or what the ghost soldier had just said.
No matter how Li Chengdao asked, Ma Feizi was speechless.
Snap!
Li Chengdao slapped Ma Feizi hard on the face. Ma Feizi's face was bruised from the beating, but he still only shed tears and could not say a word.
"What's wrong with you? You're talking, but where is the Holy Son?"
If the ghost fetus cannot be found, Li Chengdao is a lost dog and has no one to rely on. He wants to find the ghost fetus as soon as possible.
But Ma Feizi was still speechless.
"Your grandson? Your grandson is dead?"
Finally, Li Chengdao thought of Ma Feizi's grandchildren.
On the way, Ma Feizi mentioned several times that he would take his grandchildren to join the ghosts, so that the family of three could live forever together, and so on.
Ma Feizi spat out a large mouthful of black blood, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
Li Chengdao knew that he had guessed correctly. Ma Feizi's grandchildren had died, and he was extremely sad.
However, what Li Chengdao wanted to ask was where the ghost fetus had gone. As for whether Ma Feizi's grandchildren were dead or not, he didn't care at all.
With no choice, Li Chengdao could only catch up with the ghost soldiers by himself, and asked carefully to the ghost soldiers: "Brother, where is the Holy Son?"
The ghost soldier turned around and glared at Li Chengdao fiercely.
The ghost soldier is a ghost tribe, and he looks down on half-ghost humans like Li Chengdao.
"Brother, it's just a small thing."
Li Chengdao took out a small bottle of human blood from his arms and handed it over with a smile.
The ghost soldier smelled the smell of human blood, excitedly snatched the bottle, pulled out the stopper, sniffed it, and blew it all in one breath.
"Ah...any more?"
The ghost soldier still wanted to drink, so Li Chengdao took out another bottle from his arms. The ghost soldier still wanted to snatch it, but Li Chengdao immediately took it back and asked, "Where did the Holy Son go?"
In order to drink the blood, the ghost soldier said: "The Holy Son was ordered to arrest someone, and he brought five hundred dead soldiers with him."
Is the ghost kid going to arrest someone?
Li Chengdao thought for a moment and immediately concluded that the ghost had gone to Xixia to arrest people.
The reason is very simple. There are no people in the grassland anymore. The Eastern Zhou Dynasty is blocked by Yanmen Pass, and only the Xixia defense is weak.
If the ghost wants to arrest someone, he must go to Xixia.
"Give me!"
The ghost soldiers took advantage of Li Chengdao's confusion and reached out to snatch the blood bottle. Li Chengdao ignored the ghost soldiers and walked back slowly.
After the ghost soldier finished drinking a bottle, he wanted to ask Li Chengdao for it, but Li Chengdao had already left.
The ghost soldier licked the bottle, and the large army walked away, and he immediately chased after them.
Li Chengdao returned to where he was, and Ma Feizi lay on the ground sobbing, his body shaking.
Ma Feizi looked overly sad, and there was no use in trying to comfort him, and Li Chengdao didn't bother to do so either.
The oncoming war horse was taken away by the ghost tribe, and Li Chengdao walked to Xixia, leaving Ma Feizi lying on the ground sobbing.
It was getting dark. Two horses walked up to Ma Feizi, and three people jumped off the horses.
One of them is Feng He.
He was ordered to track the ghost clan, observe their movements, and followed them all the way here.
When it was not dark, Feng He saw Ma Feizi lying on the ground. Until now, Ma Feizi is still lying on the ground.
"What is so sad? Wu Sheng is not dead, why are you crying!"
Feng He held a knife in his hand, and the two waiting riders behind him held muskets, and their guns were already aimed at Ma Feizi.
If Ma Feizi makes any move, Hou Qi will kill him at any time.
Ma Feizi was so weak from crying that he couldn't move his hands or feet.
Feng He kicked Ma Feizi, but Ma Feizi didn't react.
Feng He grabbed Ma Feizi's hair and saw a dirty face.
The night was dark and Feng He could not see clearly.
"General Feng, I'm just an old man. Could it be that I made a mistake?"
Hou Qi thought Ma Feizi was not a ghost tribe, so Feng He said: "This man is a lackey of the ghost tribe, he was left behind just now."
"I'm just wondering why this old dog is like this?"
Feng He was very sure that Ma Feizi was from the ghost tribe.
"Are you Long Chen's subordinates?"
Ma Feizi suddenly spoke, Hou Qi was startled, and the gun was pressed against Ma Feizi's head. Feng He asked: "Who are you? What do you do for the ghost tribe?"
Ma Feizi confirmed Feng He's identity and said: "My name is Ma Feizi, and I am the one who provided the ghost tribe's two hundred thousand war horses."
Feng He said in surprise: "Good guy, it turns out you gave them their war horses. You have done a lot of credit."
"Why are you, such an important hero, left here?"
Providing 200,000 war horses to Wu Sheng was a great achievement. Why was Ma Feizi left behind?
Feng He felt incomprehensible.
Ma Feizi laughed miserably and said: "My hero, yes, two hundred thousand war horses, what did you get in exchange for, what did you get in exchange for..."
Feng He noticed that something was wrong with Ma Feizi and asked, "Why, has Wu Sheng treated you badly?"
Ma Feizi smiled with a tearful tone: "Treat me wrong? How could they treat me wrong? They praised me, and the queen gave me the holy blood."
As he said that, Ma Feizi took out the bottle containing the ghost girl's blood from his arms, and the rider held the muzzle of his gun against Ma Feizi, fearing that Ma Feizi might cause trouble.
Pulling out the stopper, Ma Feizi drank all the ghost girl's blood in one breath, and then slammed the bottle to the ground.
The bottle was smashed, and Ma Feizi cursed angrily: "Kill my grandchildren, these beasts, they are worse than beasts!"
Feng He seemed to hear some clues and asked: "The ghost clan killed your relatives? Your grandchildren?"
Ma Feizi did not answer, but asked: "Where is Long Chen? Where is Long Chen? I want revenge, I want to kill the ghost clan, I want to kill the queen, and I want to kill the holy son."
Ma Feizi looked crazy, and Feng He couldn't believe what he said.
"You want to take refuge with us? Why should I trust you!"
Feng He could not easily believe Ma Feizi's words.
Ma Feizi scolded: "The ghost took people to Xixia, and he wants to arrest them."
Ma Feizi heard clearly the conversation between Li Chengdao and the ghost soldiers just now.
Feng He followed the ghost army and did not dare to get too close. Feng He did not know about the ghosts and Qin Hao leading their troops to leave.
"Arrest people? How many people did the ghost take?"
Ma Feizi ignored Feng He and continued to talk to himself: "The ghost fetus is gone. I will go with you. I want to kill the ghost fetus. I want to kill him. I want to kill him."
Ma Feizi changed his name for the ghost fetus and no longer called him the holy son.
"Okay, come with us and I'll give you a chance."
Feng He gave Ma Feizi a horse and took Ma Feizi back to Yanmen Pass overnight.
