At this time, Nanyan felt that there seemed to be a little abnormal movement in the wind blowing towards him.

Li Bushen said in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

Nan Yan frowned and saw a thin and slender figure slowly walking out of the dark night.

It turned out to be the Emperor of the Kingdom Monk!

He was wearing a long emerald green gown. Although the night was dark, he also showed a little leisurely romantic feeling brought from his bones. Even his hair was casually tied behind his head. A strand of black hair was blown by the wind, gently brushing across the corner of his curled mouth, with a smile on his face just right.

When Nan Yan saw him, his brows frowned.

How could he appear here?

No, of course he should be nearby. After all, whether it was the Feige's letter of unknown origin or the secret spy who was planted by Zhu Feng's country, they all sent back the news that the emperor and King Nanli were about to have a great battle in Baihu City.

Then, he obviously wanted to rush to the place that determines the future fate of the country like them.

But why did he appear in front of him here?

At this moment, Nan Yan thought he had read it wrong.

But the handsome young man standing in front of him was indeed the emperor of the country, Monk, who stopped a few feet away from them, and said with a smile: "Nan Yan, it's been a long time since we saw him."

Nan Yan was a little hesitant, and Li Bushu had already embraced her and took two steps back in succession, saying, "Stand and don't move!"

"Um?"

Nanyan was a little confused.

Didn't Munch stand still? What did he say

After a closer look, Nan Yan found that there was a tall black shadow behind Monk. When he looked closely, he saw that the warrior Tmoor had seen before and had been following Monk.

Even if he walks here, he will not refuse Li Bushang to follow him. As the emperor of the country, Monk looked around and saw that there were no large groups of people within at least one mile, so it was natural that he was surrounded by a bear-like guard.

However, Li did not take care of his own safety and obviously had to be much more cautious.

After being scolded by Li Bushen, Monk smiled and raised his hand, and Temuir, who was following him, stopped moving immediately.

Even if it doesn't move, the tall figure standing behind Monk still gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Nan Yan raised his hand instead and gently pushed away the hand that Li Busan held him.

Li Bushu looked down at her and said softly: "Nan Yan"

Although he was not afraid of the other party, the situation around him was unclear and he did not want her to take risks at all.

“It’s okay,”

Nan Yan said calmly: "Nothing will happen."

“…”

Li Bushu's brows were tightened. In fact, even if he didn't know the other party's identity, he wouldn't be assured to let Nanyan approach the man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night. However, after Nanyan said this, he could no longer obstruct him.

Just look ahead with caution.

Nanyan stepped forward, looked down at Munke, who was standing in the middle of the dirt slope, and said coldly: "Who should I think I am? It turns out to be my cousin."

The word "cousin" has made her a little more serious.

A sarcastic tone is beyond words.

Of course, this is only verbal. If the two of them could pass on their letters at this moment, she would rather add a "female" in front of the "coon" brother.

And Monk naturally heard what she meant.

But he remained silent and said with a smile: "It seems that your anger has not yet subsided."
Chapter completed!