"Lord Wang!"

With the sound of horses' hooves, Chaifeng, dressed in silver armor and with a sturdy figure, rode a high-headed horse to Mo Junyi.

"Lord Wang, has something happened?"

Chasing the wind opened his mouth, asking suspiciously.

After all, he and Qingyun are the personal guards of His Royal Highness the Wing King, and it is their responsibility to protect the prince.

In addition, now, the Great Chu State is menacing and the military situation is severe, otherwise, the current saint would not have received good news, and he immediately issued an order to send their prince to crusade against the Great Chu State.

Just thinking so in Chasing Feng's heart, Mo Junyi, who was originally looking at the young man below with a suspicious face, was slightly stunned at first.

How could he not know that the military situation is serious now?

Now the Great Chu State is menacing, and time is pressing.

Although he felt that the identity of the young man in front of him was suspicious, Mo Junyi didn't think much about anything else, but just glanced at Chasing Feng lightly.

Although Mo Junyi didn't say much, it's just that Chasing the Wind has been by Mo Junyi's side for many years, and the master and servant have long developed a tacit understanding.

"Understood, lord."

Chasing the wind spoke, looking respectful.

Hearing this, Mo Junyi just tightened the reins, intending to continue to gallop on horseback.

However, at the last moment, Mo Junyi seemed to think of something, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Don't hurt him."

The man spoke, although his voice was faint, but he was stunned when he heard the words.

Because, he has served his own prince for many years, and he knows the temperament of his own prince best.

His own prince has always been cold and indifferent, and he has never been nosy with other people's affairs, and he has never seen him care about anyone.

Except for the nine-tailed fox who can enjoy the gentle pampering of his own prince, everyone else doesn't care about his own prince.

It's just that now, does the prince of his own family care about this young man?

Thinking of this, Chasing the Wind was surprised.

Compared with chasing the wind with a slightly surprised face, Yuan Bao only reacted at this moment, but it was too late.

Looking at Mo Junyi, who had already raised his long spur and galloped his horse, Yuan Bao was shocked and immediately shouted.

"Mo, His Royal Highness the Winged King, you wait for me, I still have something to say to you, His Royal Highness the Winged King......"

Yuan Bao opened his mouth and shouted anxiously, and he planned to pull his legs and chase after him.

It's just that Mo Junyi is riding on a sweaty and bloody horse, and the speed is so fast, how can a weak woman like her catch up?

It's just that she doesn't want to give up like this, she doesn't want to give up.

She finally saw Mo Junyi today, if she missed it today, perhaps, in this life, she would never see Mo Junyi again.

Thinking of this, Yuanbao's heart slammed.

No!

She doesn't want to be separated from Mo Junyi again, don't!

Thinking of this, Yuan Bao gritted his silver teeth even more, and almost used all his strength, taking steps and chasing the figure that made her reluctant to give up.

It's a pity that no matter how hard she tries and how she chases, she can only watch the distance between the two of them get farther and farther apart, until the enchanting red clothes completely disappear from her sight......

"Nope! Mo Junyi, don't go, don't go, Mo Junyi, I'm your little fox! Mo Junyi, you come back, come back......"

The scenery around him kept falling backwards.

Yuan Bao didn't know how long he had been running, and he couldn't care about the strange gaze that others had fallen on him.

Because now, in her eyes, there is only that red figure that makes her reluctant to give up.

She wants to catch up with Mo Junyi, wants to hug Mo Junyi, and wants to tell Mo Junyi everything.