Although she can't go back, it doesn't mean she is unhappy to live a long life.

As long as she did not come to attack her, none of them would be affected.

When the fight was over, Feng Wuyao was still unbelievable for his kindness.

"When did I become such a charity? Tsk, I was so soft-hearted that I didn't turn everyone here into corpses."

Not far away, a Danou man sitting on the ground slowly rubbing backwards suddenly heard this and his eyes were straightened.

Is this human word?

Look at how many brothers you have killed, but you are still soft-hearted?

Is shameless!

Of course, Feng Wuye would not hear their thoughts, and used his spiritual power to strengthen the gate of Wangmingguan.

The Danou people want to escape?

Haha, it depends on whether you are happy or not.

Seeing that Feng Xiangwu's people had rushed over, Feng Wuyao turned around and left.

After Feng Xiangwu waved his sword to kill a Dannu, he looked at the figure running away with a complicated expression.

This boy is so amazing!

Feng Wuyao first went to the prison where the prisoners were imprisoned and released all of them.

"Who is Song An? If so, reply to me!"

Feng Wuye's voice was supported by spiritual power and spread throughout the prisoner-of-war camp.

The Danou people killed prisoners of war every day. They were cruel and tyrannical, and enjoyed the massacre of Mingxia people.

Of course it is impossible to kill everyone here overnight.

They want to keep it to humiliate them, abuse them, and then let them leave the world in an extremely cruel way.

Feng Wuyao was not sure if she was late. Looking around, she did not find the man on the portrait of Song Lun.

After Feng Wuyao walked away from four prisoners of war camps in succession, someone finally responded to her.

"I, I am Song An."

"What's your brother's name?"

Song An was stunned for a moment, "Song Lun."

"Who else is there in the family?"

"The parents are here at home, and there is a young sister. Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

Feng Wuyao looked him up and down, and the boy looked a little thin, "How old are you?"

"sixteen."

Feng Wuyao raised his eyebrows, and this person was as big as himself.

"Follow me."

Song An was a little nervous, and as soon as he moved, he hissed again.

Feng Wuyao turned around and noticed that the boy was covered with some dry blood, so he must have suffered a lot.

"have eaten."

Song An looked up, "What?"

"Poison!" Feng Wuyao rolled his eyes.

The boy didn't say much and swallowed it directly.

Feng Wuyao thought this person was really interesting, "Aren't you afraid?"

"snort!"

Feng Wuyao chuckled and took him to find Feng Xiangwu.

After Feng Wuyao saw Feng Xiangwu, he spoke up and wanted to take the young man away.

"He is a soldier and must obey the control here."

"General Feng thinks that the great contribution of my regaining Yangcheng is not enough to let you give me such a small favor?"

Unexpectedly, Feng Xiangwu actually said with a serious look on his face, "This is your credit, I, Feng Xiangwu, will not be greedy."

Feng Wuyao narrowed his eyes, and as a general, he was not greedy for merit.

As Qin Zicheng said, this is an extremely upright person and a general who is absolutely loyal to the emperor.

"Okay, whatever you want. Song An, I must take it away. In this way, you should submit the memorial. Send this letter together. The emperor will understand after reading it. He will not blame you."

Feng Xiangwu's eyes turned cold, "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!