As he walked up the way, Mu Zifeng muttered to himself in his heart.

If it weren't for the majesty of the great man, he might have turned back many times curiously.

At this time, Mu Zifeng was really curious about the beautiful girl.

I remember that Liuyun, the child, refused the marriage between the Li family of Yaochi for the sake of the fourth lady of the Su family. He specifically inquired about the fourth lady of the Su family. He heard that he looked like a beautiful lady, but his appearance was still not as good as that of the fairy of Yaochi. But now, this girl, how can this face be compared to that of Li Yaoyao?

There is also that powerful mysterious man, was it the peerless strong man who was crazy in the air? Later, he sent someone to investigate and found that all the millions of soldiers in the northern desert were buried underground. This discovery made Marshal Mu dizzy.

So along the way, Mu Zifeng tried his best to resist the curiosity in his heart and rode away.

The military camp center arrived soon.

Here, there are ten steps, one post, five steps, and the guards are very strict.

The dragon scaled horse stopped in front of Mu Zifeng's tent.

Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun get off the carriage.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was a little pale in front of him, and his noble demeanor and peerless elegance all over his body seemed to emit dazzling light, which made people dare not look directly at him.

Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo entered the Central Military Bureau side by side, followed by Mu Zifeng and his group.

After everyone sat down and rested, Mu Zifeng pulled Nangong Liuyun to the side, pretended to be unintentional to hit his arm, and lowered his voice and pointed at the ancestor Mo: "That..."

Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "I wonder what my uncle wants to ask?"

"Has that person been to...uh...Beimo Military Camp seven days ago?" Mu Zifeng was a little nervous. He stood on the top of the mountain that day. The scene of the ancient and modern scene came to his mind as soon as he closed his eyes. Every time he thought of it, it made him sweat in a cold sweat.

He had heard that killing people is like cutting rice, but that killing person is not just cutting rice? It was simply a cannon. With one punch, a large area fell down, and this area was based on tens of thousands of people.

Nangong Liuyun pursed her lips and smiled, and nodded calmly: "If my uncle refers to the annihilation of the Beimo military camp that day, then that's right, it's him."

"Ah?" Mu Zifeng was struck by lightning and suddenly stood stiff. He was just suspicious, but he didn't expect it to be true... Mu Zifeng's spine began to sweat coldly.

Yes, if you raise your hand, you will destroy all the millions of soldiers. How terrible is this kind of person? What's more, this peerless strong man looks cold and cold, and he is afraid that he will offend him if he doesn't pay attention.

"Do you have a friendship with him...?" Mu Zifeng asked in a low voice.

He had no other requests, just hoped that this peerless strong man would not go crazy and let the Eastern Jin army end the same as the Beimo army. He had nothing to ask for.

Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at Su Luo's direction: "My uncle has something to do, so why not ask Luo Luo for Luo, he is Luo Luo's person."

"Luoluo?" Mu Zifeng said in surprise. If he remembered correctly, the little concubine of the Su family seemed to be named Su Luo...

"That's right, it's Su Luo." Nangong Liuyun seemed to guess his thoughts and nodded lightly.

"What?!" Mu Zifeng was so scared that he almost jumped up, and almost bit his tongue with excitement, and asked stammeringly, "You, what did you say?"
Chapter completed!