The Nansang State Mission took the official road, and now it has just entered the territory of Beiwu.

The road was unsafe at night, coupled with the previous sneak attack, Feng Jiuli ordered to stop the march and camp on the spot to rest.

Knowing Feng Jiuli's order, Nansang's envoy Nangong Ruchen expressed his understanding. He stayed with Tianzhiyu in the largest tent in the team, surrounded by soldiers from Nansang and Beiwu, and outside the tent, Feng Jiuli personally led people to patrol.

"Lord Nangong," Feng Jiuli walked in from outside the tent, "I will take someone to guard outside the tent tonight, and the affairs in the tent will be handed over to the lord." ”

Nangong Ruchen stood up, saluted Feng Jiuli and said: "Then there is General Lao Feng, it's still early, even if someone comes to rob him, he won't choose such an early time, General Feng might as well sit down and have a cup of tea first." ”

"That's fine." Feng Jiuli didn't shirk and sat directly opposite Nangong Ruchen.

She was not slacking, nor was she greedy for this cup of tea, but she was like a casual decision, she sensed that something was wrong this time, and wanted to get something out of Nangong Ruchen's mouth.

Feng Jiuli tried several times, but Nangong Ruchen replied calmly, but did not reveal a trace of useful information.

However, after some temptation, Feng Jiuli looked at Nangong Ruchen differently, and did not make a mistake in his speech, cunning like an old fox, but it made people angry. Putting aside Nangong Ruchen and her identity, she really didn't mind making friends with him.

Not only Feng Jiuli, but even Nangong Ruchen also had a little interest in this first female general of the Northern Martial Arts, and in his opinion, the trivial things of life that were extremely boring came out of Feng Jiuli's mouth, but there was another kind of fun.

The two chatted from Tiannan to Haibei, and there was a feeling of hating each other. Even so, Feng Jiuli didn't get any useful information from Nangong Ruchen's mouth.

There was a sudden commotion outside the tent, and then the adjutant broke in and said to Feng Jiuli: "General, there are assassins." ”

Feng Jiuli and Nangong Ruchen's faces suddenly became serious, they knew that these people were here for the Jade of Heaven.

"Lord Nangong, the jade of heaven is please." After Feng Jiuli finished speaking, he strode out of the tent.

"General Feng, please rest assured." Nangong Ruchen gave up his hand to send Feng Jiuli away, and immediately instructed the henchmen in the tent to be optimistic about the jade of the sky.

He quickly took off his coat, took out a black veil to cover his face, and got out of the tent.

This time, the men in black are menacing, and their strength is very strong, and most of the people led by Feng Jiuli are not opponents, and almost all of them rely on Feng Jiuli to stand up to them.

However, although Feng Jiuli, who had not even reached the realm of the Spirit Being, was in the middle and upper ranks in the Northern Martial Arts, in the eyes of these black-clothed people, he was too weak.

The guardian mission issued by Hongyan Tower has not come to help until now, and it is impossible for Feng Jiuli to put all his hopes here.

Fortunately, she has led the troops for many years, and she has a very good set of marching formations, so she gathered the rest of the people and blocked the men in black outside the tent.

She also has two spirit masters under her hands, and this is already her last bargaining chip.

Two spirit masters opened the way for her in front of her, and the three of them cooperated to try to knock the man in black back. At the same time, he sent a distress message to the nearby army, but this is the border of Beiwu, and he can't come for a while, and even if he does, he may not be the opponent of the man in black.

Everyone took Feng Jiuli and the three of them as the forwards, following behind them to prevent the man in black from entering the tent.

Suddenly, another man in black rushed out from the man in black, and with just a swing of his sword, the sword qi that he brought up with him was transformed by spiritual power, and all three of them flew out.

Feng Jiuli, who vomited blood and fell to the ground, was shocked, and the two spirit masters in front of her had already died.

She knew in her heart that this person should be the spiritual master that Nangong Ruchen had said, the last time she came, the person had already retreated, and she did not fight with him, nor did she see his figure and appearance.

But this move really made her understand the difference in strength between the two, and at the same time understand why he retreated before.

Now it is in the territory of Beiwu, if the jade of heaven is lost, Nansang can slander Beiwu for stealing and put this crime on Beiwu's head, and Beiwu can't say it clearly.

It was Nangong Ruchen who used this trick, his purpose in coming to Beiwu was indeed not simple, the Jade of Heaven was just to hide his true purpose.

But when facing Feng Jiuli, his subordinates showed mercy, otherwise, with his strength, the move just now would definitely kill three people.

Nangong Ruchen was ordered by Emperor Nansang to assassinate Feng Jiuli, although Feng Jiuli's spiritual power is not high, but he is a good hand at leading troops to fight, Nansang and Beiwu have always been at war, it is Feng Jiuli who led the troops to go, and nine times out of ten in the battle.

Although Nansang has a spiritual master, after all, one person is difficult to defeat a hundred fists, and in the war, the spiritual master cannot play any role at all.

Facing Feng Jiuli, who had no power to fight back, Nangong Ruchen stepped forward with a sword, but unexpectedly couldn't do it.

The conversation with Feng Jiuli just now made him feel a little unbearable. But with so many people in black behind him, he couldn't just let her go.

It would be great if someone could save her at this time.

After all, it was just a fantasy, and the soldiers of Feng Jiuli beside him were killed by the man in black before they could get close.

Nangong Ruchen smiled bitterly and swung his sword at Feng Jiuli.

The sword blade stopped in front of Feng Jiuli, and he didn't stab down after all.

Behind him was a scuffle between the man in black and the officers and soldiers, but no one dared to approach him.

Although Feng Jiuli was seriously injured and couldn't move her body, she could see the hesitation of the man in black, and she guessed that this person must know her.

Feng Jiuli quickly recalled from her mind that she knew the Lingyuan masters, and it seemed that there were none. Because of this, she has no clue and feels weird.

Nangong Ruchen waved the sword in his hand, closed his eyes, and stabbed down ruthlessly.

Feng Jiuli, who had been paying attention to Nangong Ruchen, used all his strength to roll to the side at the moment when Nangong Ruchen's murderous aura suddenly appeared, dodging this fatal sword.

Without the feeling of being stabbed, Nangong Ruchen quickly opened his eyes, and the sword in his hand stabbed again towards Feng Jiuli on the side.

With a ding, the swords collided.

Nangong Ruchen was taken aback, and Feng Jiuli on the ground was also surprised.

To be able to stop his sword, first of all, this person's strength is extraordinary, and when he looked down and saw the faint blood-drinking trough pattern on the sword, Nangong Ruchen couldn't help but shout out loudly.

"King of Night Luo!"

Feng Jiuli, who was lying on the ground, was also taken aback when he heard this shout. Hongyanlou actually invited the King of Dark Night Luo! Feng Jiuli looked at the masked black-clothed man in front of him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see him through, but he was truly relieved in his heart.