But he didn't have time to interrogate them.

"Hmph, it's your fate, you'd better pray in your hearts that Zhao Xin's stinky boy is okay!" The Great Elder stretched out his long arm, carried one in one hand, and quickly walked towards the border pass.

Soon, the Great Elder came to the Northern Desert Military Camp.

Seeing this tragic picture in front of him, the Great Elder came up with another mouthful of blood, if it wasn't for the strong suppression, I was afraid that his old man would vomit blood again.

Even Beichen Ying and Ziyan were dumbfounded.

"Wouldn't this be where the barracks are stationed?" Beichen Ying stuck out his tongue, his eyes full of disbelief.

The original military camp was stationed, but now it has become a huge deep pit. This pit is fully twenty miles in circumference, about a few tens of meters deep! At the scene, there was not even a single fur from the time when they were stationed, but the Great Elder was very sure that they were buried deep underneath it.

A million soldiers!

All the elites of the Northern Desert!

Originally, they hoped to reach the Eastern Jin Dynasty with their iron hooves, and never classified the Eastern Jin Dynasty as part of the Northern Desert territory, but now they are dying before they can get out of the army!

The Great Elder stood stunned, his fists clenched into fists, trembling with anger. His face was bruised and distorted, and he looked terrifying in his rage.

Beichen Shadow pulled Ziyan back a step.

Who would dare to provoke such a great elder? Whoever provokes will die.

Suddenly, after the Great Elder swept around, his gaze suddenly looked straight ahead!

That was the trace left by the battle between Nangong Liuyun and Mo Laozu before. The Great Elder originally wanted to kill the two Beichen Shadow in his hands, but in the end he tried his best to hold back. He then picked up the two men and sped away in the direction of the battle trail.

Here, two extremely powerful people have fought before. One of them was undoubtedly Mo Old Ancestor, but what about the other person, who lost and who won later? These questions swirled in the Great Elder's mind.

Because he couldn't figure it out, he followed the traces of the battle all the way through.

I have to say that the two people fought fiercely before, and the woods, turf or mountains along the way all have traces of destruction. The Great Elder found it without much difficulty.

Soon, a small log cabin appeared in front of the house.

At this time, in the cabin, Nangong Liuyun was still lying, and the spiritual light around his body flashed, lingering, and his body was gradually repairing.

Next to him, Su Luo guarded him quietly without saying a word.

Because Su Luo carried back the Xuanling Tree, there were six Xuanling Fruits in the space, and she had fed Nangong Liuyun two and Xiao Shenlong one, but now she has only three in her hand.

Suddenly, Su Luo saw that the aura in Nangong Liuyun Dantian showed signs of annihilation, and she was startled in her heart. Su Luo thought about it, and a Xuanling Fruit appeared in her hand, and when she handed the Xuanling Fruit to Nangong Liuyun's mouth and squeezed out a little juice, Nangong Liuyun's thin red lips automatically opened.

A flash of joy appeared in Su Luo's eyes, and at the same time, he was even more happy in his heart. Fortunately, she was smart before and dug up the entire Xuanling Tree, otherwise, the Xuanling Fruit would be greatly insufficient.

After feeding this Xuanling Fruit Juice, the aura in Nangong Liuyun Dantian slowly emitted a warm light again, and gradually moved towards his limbs, repairing his almost shattered body.

"Nangong, you must get better. Su Luo's face was pressed against his big palm, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle, "No matter what the price is, I will save you." ”