The three rejuvenation spells fell, and the energy of death was like snow meeting boiling soup.

Wherever it goes, the energy of death dissipates.

In the blink of an eye, the dark spots on Chu Xiang's face were removed, and his face returned to a warm and smooth white color. He opened his eyes suddenly, illuminating the dim tent.

"Someone is coming!"

"Yes, General!"

"Bring me a mirror!"

"Yes, General!"

The curtain of the big tent was quickly lifted.

Chu Xiang opened the window screen and let the sunlight shine in.

The big tent regained its brightness.

He took the glass mirror handed to him by the armored soldier and saw what his face looked like.

Smile and laugh.

He strode out of the tent and came to the outside of the marching camp. He saluted from a distance: "Master!"

Xu Miaoru breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his appearance.

He closed the door to no visitors, fearing that he might also be infected, because he had said at the time that martial arts would be of no use against the plague.

It seems that the worry was in vain.

Chu Xiang came closer and showed a gentle smile to Xu Miaoru: "Madam, why bother to alarm the master?"

Xu Miaoru saw that his words were insincere and said softly: "Your Majesty, at this time, I don't have to worry about hurting the master anymore."

"...Yes." Chu Xiang nodded slowly, and Heshi said to Fa Kong: "Master, I can only trouble you to take action."

Fakong nodded: "Let's go see the soldiers first."

"please!"

Chu Xiang said to Xu Miaoru: "Madam, women cannot enter the camp. You and Miss Lu should go back first. I will take the master there."

"...That's fine." Xu Miaoru nodded lightly and said to Fakong Heshi: "Master, thank you for your work."

Fa Konghe even smiles.

Xu Miaoru was carried away by Lu Sheng and turned into a wisp of smoke, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Fa Kong followed Chu Xiang into the camp.

In the northwest corner of the camp, a separate camp was designated.

The terrain here is the highest, and the wind at this time is often southerly, which makes it difficult for the breath to spread to other places.

As soon as I got close to the camp, I heard screams, curses, crying, and begging inside.

Guarding outside the camp was a row of armored sergeants, who tightly surrounded the camp, holding powerful crossbows and long sticks, guarding the camp gate.

Their faces were cold, their eyes were slightly moist, their mouths were tightly pursed and they said nothing, looking solemn and sad.

There are tents inside the camp gate, and no one is outside.

As soon as Fakong closed his eyes, he could see all the soldiers in the tents.

There were one hundred and twenty-three soldiers in total.

Some were lying motionless on the couch, their breath weak.

Some were still very lively and yelling, blaming the victims for being disaster stars who had brought the plague here. Why didn't they die at home instead of coming here to harm people?

Some are crying bitterly, not wanting to die and unwilling to die.

Chu Xiang's eyes were already red, with tears welling up in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "These are the soldiers I personally selected. They are all trained and trained by me. I watched them grow from raw melons and eggs that I don't understand with my own eyes."

Becoming elites in the army, they could have killed their enemies on the battlefield and made great achievements, but now they are dying of illness here!"

He turned his head and titheted slowly: "Master, they don't deserve to die here. Please save their lives, Master!"

If the law is empty, close your eyes.

Hand seals.

The Rejuvenation Spell was activated immediately, along with the Pure Heart Spell.
Chapter completed!