Everyone was overjoyed.

Yichen held the wheelchair armrest and trembled slightly.

They all reorganized their troops and left.

Xu Yi was about to talk to Shen Zhuo when a gurgling sounded.

He looked back and saw Yichen coming in a wheelchair.

"Xu Yi." Yichen shouted.

His voice was very heavy and very congested.

"I know I can't hide it from you." Xu Yi smiled bitterly.

"Is Hongye alive or dead? If you treat her as your own sister, I will be the same! Although the three of us are not related by blood, they are even more close than brothers and sisters. When you enter southern Xinjiang, I have watched me transform until now. Can you hide it from me?" Yichen looked angry on his face.

Xu Yi exhaled: "Brother Chen, don't be impatient, Hongye should be fine."

"should?"

"I tracked the bloodstains of the red leaves and accidentally discovered a secret realm. This secret realm is indeed the only sixth-grade female master of Tianlong, Tianqi's grandmother-in-law's seclusion. She is now a seventh-grade master."

Yichen's lips trembled: "Hongye is really there with her?"

"I have no idea."

Xu Yi shook his head and said, "But it should be true, otherwise how can he lose his traces when he reaches there? Even if he dies, there should be traces left."

Yichen gritted his teeth, thought for a long time, and nodded: "Yes, this is very likely."

"This time the army in southern Xinjiang entered Beijing, and life and death were all in absent. I really couldn't explore the specific whereabouts of Hongye anymore." Xu Yi said bitterly.

"You are the king of southern Xinjiang, and you shoulder the lives of countless warriors. I understand... I can't help you when you go to the capital. Just stay in southern Xinjiang and take care of yourself."

Yichen turned around and left in a wheelchair.

His back was a little sad and a little lonely.
Chapter completed!