He turned and rushed to Bai Zhi's body, stretched out his hand to clasp Bai Zhi's arm, and asked urgently, "Where is he? Where is he now?"
Bai Zhi shook his head: "He's not here, but he must have been back. He said there are other things to do."
"He didn't leave any words?" Marshal Wang asked.
Bai Zhi shook his head: "No." It wasn't that she deliberately wanted to lie to him, but that people live in the world and have a defensive heart. The marshal who seemed to be with them all the way, she only saw him for the first time after all. Regarding Feng, she just wants to determine his mind as soon as possible. As long as he can be sure of his mind, she will naturally let Hu Feng come to see him. Hu Feng was in danger.
As for himself, as long as he believes that King Jin is still alive, then he will be safe.
"Then he said when will he be back?" Marshal Wang asked.
Bai Zhi said: "I said that once, he said that he would be back when the moon was full, and he had an appointment in the woods on the other side of the corpse pit."
Marshal Wang was ecstatic, "Really? Really?" Seeing Bai Zhi nodded, he finally let go of Bai Zhi's arm, and kept muttering to himself: "Great, he's back, he's finally back! "
Bai Zhi asked: "Will you go?"
Marshal Wang nodded: "Of course, of course I want to go. At my age, I took the initiative to come here for thousands of miles. What is it for? It is to help King Jin clear out the rebellion, so that when he comes back, he can All the way straight."
Bai Zhi looked at Marshal Wang with red eyes. At this age, looking at his complexion, he was obviously still sick. What kind of belief did he rely on
"Marshal Wang, with all due respect, everyone in the world thinks King Jin is dead, why don't you believe it?"
Speaking of this, a proud look appeared on Marshal Wang's face: "He won't die, at least he won't be calculated to death by the wicked so easily. The general of the God of War trained by Wang Jinghai will die and die in the battlefield."
"I never believed that he would die. I have always believed that he is still alive. One day, he will come back and return to his original position. The hateful thing is that this old bone of mine is unworthy. I learned the bad news three years ago. So I fell into a serious illness. I haven't healed for three years, and I haven't been able to find a chance to lead soldiers here. This time, I finally have a chance. Even if I fight this old life, I will definitely come."
Bai Zhi concealed the surprise in her eyes, she did not bet wrong, but the last surprise must be left to Hu Feng.
"Marshal, sit down first, and I will show you your body."
Marshal Wang was very happy now, his eyes seemed to be bright, and the pain in his chest was not as painful as before, and he felt much more comfortable.
He sat down and said with a smile: "This is my old problem. I can't cure it with too much medicine. It hurts and kills people. When it doesn't hurt, it feels like nothing. It’s okay to live for a few years."
Bai Zhi did not answer the conversation, squatted beside him, buckled his wrist pulse, and listened carefully.
Seeing Bai Zhi's originally stretched brows suddenly frowned, Marshal Wang smiled and asked, "But it's not so good? It's normal. I haven't had a good life these years. It's not bad to be alive."
Bai Zhi asked: "When you were ill, your chest was tight and painful, and your throat seemed to be pinched with your hands, breathing was not smooth, and you were cold and sweaty?"