Nan Wufeng's army had not yet fully reached the depths of the northwest, and as far as the eye could see, villages were faintly visible, and occasionally a few yurts could be seen.

In the only larger inn, where their army rested for the time being.

After two days of continuous travel, coupled with the low temperature at night, the soldiers had already fallen asleep before dark, and there were large and small tents outside the inn, while Nan Wufeng and several generals slept in the rooms of the inn.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight, which was as clear as flowing water, poured into the vast grassland, illuminating the inside of the house, and the dark shadow turned into the window of the inn.

Able to hear the sound of even breathing on the bed, the black shadow probed in the burden at the head of the bed, and after a while, she didn't find what she wanted, so she locked the target to the head of the bed.

Approaching by the moonlight, squatting on the edge of the bed, a pair of hands reached into the pillow, but did not find it, is it close to the body?

The black shadow slowly got up, concentrated his strength on his fingertips, and stretched his index finger to the sleeping man's acupoint on the bed.

Unexpectedly, the person on the bed suddenly stretched out his arm and grabbed the poisonous hand stretched out to him, got up, and lit the candle at the head of the bed with his other hand.

Only then did the black shadow see that it was not Nan Wufeng lying on the bed, but his hidden guard, who wanted to escape, but his right hand was tightly pulled by him.

The distance between the two was very close under the candlelight, and under the defenselessness of the black shadow, the northern shadow ripped off her veil.

The bridge of the nose is straight, the cherry mouth is small, the lips are closed, the eyebrows are curved and the phoenix eyes are familiar, if it is really the person of Phantom Xingchen, he has long known that this wind dance is a fine work that Phantom Xingchen planted in the Smoke King's Mansion.

Beiying looked at the calm woman in front of him and said, "The thing is not here!" ”

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"Not there? Hum! ”

Feng Wu snorted coldly and grabbed Beiying's neck with his other movable hand, "Where is Nan Wufeng?" ”

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Looking at the cold woman in front of her, there was a trace of ruthlessness on her lips, remembering her light dance steps at the wedding banquet in the palace that day, as light as a swallow, and smiling like a peach, such a weak woman would also have such a side, a woman is really a dangerous animal.

"You just believe what Phantom Xingchen said?"

Beiying asked rhetorically, not afraid of the small hand that slowly tightened around his neck, "He is using you, the ancient evil weapon of golden red silk, the people of the martial arts are frightened when they hear it, who doesn't want to get it?"

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"It's not about you!"

, Wind Dance let go of the hand that was holding the North Shadow, and his right wrist tried hard to break free of his big hand, because the previous wound had not healed, the skin and flesh were torn, which made Wind Dance frown.

Noticing Wind Dance's expression, Beiying hurriedly let go of her wrist, "Your injury"

, accentuating the tone.

The moment Beiying let go, Feng Wu quickly jumped out of the window, Beiying looked at the agile figure outside the window fixedly, and the unfinished sentence behind him was "Does it matter?"

Drowned in the night.

"The man is gone"

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The door was pushed open, and Nam Wufeng stood outside the door.

"Lord Wang"

Beiying came back to her senses a little embarrassed, "As the prince expected, Feng Wu followed us all the way here, I'm afraid she won't stop if she can't find something."

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"She won't come back, she has been stealing many times without success, and she has long begun to doubt the authenticity of Phantom Star's words"

, Nan Wufeng walked into the house, took off his coat, and said lightly.

Will she go to Phantom Star?

Beiying was a little worried, and then reported.

"Jiangdu is normal, but the emperor seems to be secretly investigating the old ministers sent back to Jiangdu by the prince"

, Nan Wufeng hummed calmly, lifted the futon and asked, "What about her?" ”

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Beiying raised his eyes to look at Nan Wufeng, who was about to lie down, and was a little surprised, "Since the prince left, the princess has never been out of the gate in the mansion."

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Nan Wufeng closed his eyes, "Stand down"

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Beiying secretly withdrew from the door, the prince has made an exception many times, he never cared about women before, wouldn't he miss the princess?