"Shallow, today can be regarded as a thrilling moment before the destruction of Yunzhou City. I didn't expect that there were more fierce beast breeds in the Wuxian clan than we had seen before, these people could really hide. Of course, they can't compete with our dragon team! People in Yunzhou, everything is fine. Don't read it. Hug my daughter on my behalf and tell her that his father misses her......"

When the fox sent his first letter, it had been four months since they left Wolong Valley.

I happily read it to Jing Shuo with a silk silk, and also commented critically: "Look at your father, he is still so verbose." However, the handwriting is quite eye-catching. It's just that the pendant carved from animal bones sent is too ugly. ”

The more I talked, the more excited I became, and I nodded her cute little nose. Jing Shuo was so amused by me that he couldn't stop dancing and laughing.

I can't help but hold my forehead, if only the little girl was so well-behaved at night as she was during the day. It's just that every night I will have enough trouble before I go to sleep, and the finch and I have blue eye sockets, but the night I received the letter, the little girl slept very soundly.

Could it be that she is just as worried about the stinky fox as I am?

I have to admit that after leaving the army vehicle, I went into a state of extreme worry. I am well aware of the situation outside, so I thought of a way to catch the fox and send a letter to see if he is safe.

Since receiving the reply to the first letter, the fox has become our exclusive sender.

The little guy was "lured" by me with all kinds of delicacies, holding a piece of driftwood and hanging dried meat to deliver the letter happily. Although it can fly, it can't last a few days, and it holds the driftwood for it to rest at sea.

Jerky meat is naturally rations. I didn't expect to fly back and forth like this, Xiao Qinglong lost a lot of weight, and he had beautiful lines and majestic style.

Well, it's a pity that when I go back to Wolong Valley to eat, I guess I have to eat it again. So, I hurriedly wrote a reply, estimating that when the fox was almost rested, I would send it out. It's still the old trick - promising good food.

However, this writing is two years, and the two-year-old Jing Shuo can call his mother and father, and he can walk.

The hug the fox gave me when he was leaving was just yesterday, but the interval between his replies was gradually lengthening. Fortunately, every letter is a report of safety, and today, two years later, I know that they have reached Qizhi City.

Fan Xiaoleng is still alive, and the fox said in the letter that it seems that Mrs. Xu has refined a special pill to assist her, and she is not only alive, but also alive very well.

Moreover, it is also close to a good thing with Gao. Fan Xiaotian was also by her side unscathed, and he and Yan Chu became good brothers who could really trust their lives in the war. The two are good enough to sleep together.

The progress of the war was slower than that of the Wuxian tribe and the Lu country, in order to take care of the people and have some time to breathe.

Feng Qingyi's prestige in the eyes of the people is like a mountain and a sea, and everyone says that he is the future son of heaven with the help of the Fenglong clan. did not ascend to the throne, but he became the emperor in the hearts of the people of the world, and the people everywhere he went.

The Wuxian tribe is more miserable, brutality comes first, unkindness and injustice come last, and every battle is a losing retreat.

Up to now, all of them are hiding in Qizhi City like turtles, intending to fight in the city. The fox said that it would not be long before he could return to Wolong Valley. I took the last silk and looked at it several times.

The boulder that always hung in my heart finally slowly fell.

Lifting the jade brush, my subordinates briskly wrote a reply on the silk silk, and happily grabbed Jing Shuo's little hand to write a few words, and then dipped her hand in the inkstone, and printed the end of the silk silk with a lovely slap print.

"Madame, what are you?" Qi'er, who was already Fan Yi's fiancée, frowned and looked at me in panic.

It looked like I had put Jing Shuo's hand into the oil pot instead of the inkstone with ink. I raised my eyebrows, and by the way, I stuffed Jing Shuo to her: "What are you so nervous about? Mrs. Ben just wants to show her father the palm print of her daughter." Take her to wash her hands. ”

I pushed out the finch holding Jing Shuo, turned around and lifted the silk silk to dry, and carefully rolled it up and put it into the bamboo tube.

After the letter was sent away, I sat down to read it. Before I knew it, the sun had set, and I was about to go to see Jing Shuo, when I suddenly saw a finch rushing in. The bloodless appearance on his face made my heart "chuckle" and jump.

"Madam, Your Highness is gone!" the finch collapsed to the floor of the room, and immediately fell to the ground and began to cry, "She was still there just now, she was watching the ants in the garden, and the slave maid just went to the door to take a look, and when she went back, the person was gone......"

I stood up on the ground: "Don't worry, have you asked someone to look for it?"

"I found it, but ......," the finch sniffled, almost unable to sob, "I can't find it myself, so I want to come and tell Madame." On the way, I met Commander Fan, and he said that his wife was reading and it was inconvenient to disturb. He will personally arrange for someone to find ...... We mobilized almost all the palace people and attendants, but we still couldn't find ......."

Although the royal palace of Dragon City overlapped and winded, it was scattered, but before Jing Shuo was born, the fox first ruled out all the hidden dangers that could cause accidents.

Why is she still in distress? Subconsciously, I actually used the word "distress". In an instant, I only felt that my heart was like a drum, dense and urgent, and even the sunset outside became bloody: "Bird, do you recall, what happened when you went to the garden gate?"

I clenched my fists and forced my composure.

"Madame...... I...... The slave is guilty!" "When the finch heard me ask the reason, her whole body seemed to be about to go crazy. The people who often bring Jing Shuo are me and her, and I know that she must be uncomfortable in her heart.

However, now is not the time for chaos and discomfort, I crouched down and grabbed her shoulders to force her to straighten up: "Listen, I'm not asking for guilt, I'm looking for clues!"

“…… Me, me. The teary-eyed eyes of the finch gradually regained some composure, although not much, but it can be seen that she is trying to remember the events of that time, "I was watching the ants with His Royal Highness, and suddenly I heard something broken outside the garden door. ”

She looked at me, her eyes straightened, and her lips trembled: "I thought it was the little girl who went to get the apricot cake and broke the plate, and was about to go out to say a few words, but found that there was only a broken green tile outside." I thought it was some small animal that had fallen off, but when I went back to see it, His Highness was gone...... So far, there is no news from Commander Fan's side, and the slave maid is afraid that it will be ......."

"Madam, the minister has an urgent matter to see!"

Before the finch finished speaking, Fan Yi arrived. "Come in. I patted the finch on the shoulder, "It's okay, you can go down and rest first." She just cried silently and didn't leave.

"Ma'am, this. As soon as Fan Yi entered the door, he handed over a bamboo slip.