Mandu said: "What's going on with him?"

Seeing that he suddenly asked about this, Nan Yan also looked back, took a deep breath, and said, "Your Majesty's dragon body feels uncomfortable."

Princess Baoyin gritted her teeth and sneered: "He just forced me to sing the song of sucking the spirit, and after listening to it, he started to go crazy. Humph, even if we don't kill him now, the emperor of Yan Kingdom will probably become a madman."

"Song of sucking the spirit?"

When he heard this, Mandu's brows frowned even more. He turned his head and stared at Zhu Feng's pale face with a serious expression.

Murmur, "How could this happen?"

Nan Yan narrowed his eyes, and used no matter how big or small it was. He could hear a voice in a low voice, "Of course it's because His Majesty has been soothed by such songs."

Mandu opened his eyes wide and stared at Nan Yan with some shock: "What did you say?"

Nan Yan looked at him calmly and said, "I can only click on some words. As for the others, Mandu will understand them yourself."

“…”

"What you want to do is up to you."

“…”

Mandu didn't say anything, but he was obviously shocked. He stood there for a long time before finally letting out a long breath. When he looked at Zhu Feng again, his eyes seemed very entangled and he murmured: "It's really, it's him, he is her son..."

His words were confused, and if someone who didn't know about them, he would only be dizzy when he heard them.

But Nan Yan fully understood what he was talking about.

She didn't answer, but at this time, her answer was no longer the most important.

Mandu was originally a tall and mighty man. Even though he was old, his hair was gray and his body still had his remaining power. At this time, his eyes gradually turned red. After staring at Zhu Feng for a long time, he said hoarsely: "What about her?"

Of course, Nan Yan knew who this "she" was referring to.

So he replied, "I don't know."

"have no idea?"

Mandu frowned again and said in a deep voice: "He is like this now, I'm afraid he knows what happened back then. How could he be unaware of her whereabouts? Even if he dies, even if someone dies, there should be a body and a place to bury her."

Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "We really don't know. But--"

"But what?"

"However, there is a tomb of her clothes in the Royal Tomb of the Royal Tomb. Arislan must have told you about this."

“…”

Mandu was silent for a while before he said in a hoarse voice: "It's just a tomb of clothes?"

Nan Yan said in a deep voice: "Actually, it's not even a tomb."

“…”

"It's just a stone tablet."

“…”

"Probably, the person erecting the monument doesn't want others to know where she is hiding. Or, the person erecting the monument doesn't want other people to disturb her."

The whole house had red eyes and looked even more sad and sad.

He was silent for a while before asking, "Who is the one who erected the monument?"

Nan Yandao: "My father."

When he heard this, Mandu's eyes lit up again. He raised his head and looked at Nan Yan for a while, and said slowly: "Then, where is others?"

Nan Yan shook his head: "I don't know."

When Mandu heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled, but the smile seemed a little lonely and lonely. Although the people he mentioned just now have been around for more than ten years, or even decades, some are his childhood sweethearts, unforgettable lovers in his heart, and some are the enemies who died and the death of the enemy. But now, the years have passed, and there are no more surging love and hate from the past. What is left is just a memory of the past and the loneliness of an old man.

He whispered: "The people who left are clean."

Nanyan also lowered her eyes when she heard this.

Princess Baoyin, who had been standing by, couldn't understand their words, and was even more angry with Nan Yan just now. After being fired in her heart, she couldn't help but interrupt them and said, "Uncle Mandu, what's there to say to her? Taking advantage of the current emperor like this, we should-"

But before she finished speaking, Mandu interrupted her.

He just said, "Okay, retreat."

"What?!"

Princess Baoyin was shocked and immediately said unwillingly: "How can we retreat at this time?"

Mandu said deeply: "You and Hu and Lu come over to design, but you can't kill him; even if the two men confront each other, they can't kill him; even when His Majesty the Emperor tried his best to kill him, he still couldn't kill him, do you still understand?"

“…”

"Get back."

“…”

"As soon as White Tiger City is destroyed, the northwest will no longer be our territory."

When Princess Baoyin heard this, she suddenly felt a chill coming out of her heart, and she suddenly felt that the situation was gone. But she was still unwilling to give up, and glared at Nanyan viciously, then glared at Zhu Feng who was unconscious, and finally left with hatred.

Mandu also turned his horse on his back and looked at Nanyan for the last time.

He said: "Take care."

Nanyan nodded slightly at him.

Seeing these people riding horses away from this area quickly, their backs quickly disappeared into the faint morning light, Nan Yan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly turned around and walked back to Zhu Feng. At this time, his face was pale and blood-colored, but his whole body was as hot as red carbon.

However, he was not completely unconscious. On the contrary, he kept frowning in his coma, and his dry and cracked lips kept trembling, as if he was about to say something.

But his breath was too weak to hear anything.

As soon as he saw him like this, Chen Zixiao immediately said: "Send the emperor back!"

Yingshao said: "Go back to Yumen Pass first, there is medicine there."

Chen Zixiao nodded, so everyone immediately escorted Zhu Feng to retreat to Yumen Pass, but when they were in a hurry, Chen Zixiao turned around and found that Nan Yan had been standing there, frowned and looked around.

It seems like I'm patrolling something.

Chen Zixiao walked over and said, "Empress, what are you looking at?"

“…”

Nan Yan didn't say anything, but looked for a while. At this time, the wind and sand had gradually subsided, the morning light was slightly dewed, and the entire wasteland also lit up. So, she could clearly see that there was indeed an endless wasteland around her.

There is no one.

So... is it an illusion?

The last sword that Hu and Lu stabbed Zhu Feng just now was almost successful, but they failed at the last moment.

She was too nervous at the time and didn't have time to think about it. Now that she thinks, she always feels that someone is helping them.

But looking around, there was no one around. If there was really any power to help Zhu Feng, then it would be God.

Thinking of this, she shook her head: "Nothing."
Chapter completed!