Zhang San gritted his teeth, took out a few pills to restore Qi and swallowed them, then went to find Xing Luohou.
Although Xing Luohou led the charge, being brave and fearless on the battlefield.
But after all, he was only at the Spiritual Platform Realm, and his cultivation was even inferior to his own son Ming Chasha, so during the battle, Ming Chasha saved Xing Luohou four times, and Zhang San intervened to save Xing Luohou twice.
At this moment, when Zhang San found Xing Luohou, he discovered Xing Luohou was closing the eyes of one of his guards.
"Great Khan, are you feeling sad?"
Xing Luohou sighed deeply and said, "The forty-eight guards who followed me from the prairie to the southeast and then back, all protecting me until now. Do you know? After these few days of fighting, only eleven survived! Eleven people!"
Zhang San responded with an oh, his tone as light as no emotion at all.
"Zhang San, don't you think you should say something?"
