"Yes, go back to the capital!" Chen Mengtian nodded vigorously.

When she said this, she didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Zebei, and stepped forward to support him, "Let's go back to the capital, since Ning'er and An'er were born, we haven't been to the capital in the past seven years." ”

Jiang Zebei held her hand, "Okay." ”

"The kids are still waiting for us, let's go."

Suzaku and the others dispersed, and Chen Mengtian and Jiang Zebei walked hand in hand towards Ning'er and An'er.

Behind them, Qingyuan gradually distanced himself from the remaining Wu people.

Qingyuan, who was standing in the center of the clan, raised his eyes and saw the backs of the group gradually moving away.

One of the most eye-catching is the senior brother's white monk's robe.

He knew that this parting might be forever, never to see each other again.

Qingyuan hugged his dead mother in his arms and said a word to the surrounding clansmen, and their voices disappeared instantly.

He turned and walked away, heading out of the canyon.

The rest of the Wicans followed in his footsteps.

The Wu clan will not decline, but after all, it will be a big loss.

When Jiang Zebei, Chen Mengtian and others disappeared into the canyon, Qingyuan gradually disappeared in the opposite direction.

……

Jinzhou City.

Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian came to Jinzhou City again, and they set off from the Western Regions to the capital, and Jinzhou City was the only way to go.

However, this time Jinzhou City has changed greatly, and it is not as lively and bustling as it was before they left, with a sea of people on both sides of the street.

At this moment, there are few passers-by in Jinzhou City, and even the Drunken Immortal Building in front of him is closed.

Chen Mengtian glanced at Ning'er, who was a little pale with hunger in his arms, and ordered Suzaku: "Suzaku, go knock on the door." ”

Suzaku got off the horse neatly, strode to the door of the Drunken Immortal Tower, and knocked on the door vigorously.

No one responded for half a day.

"Mother, I'm so hungry." Ning Er's aggrieved voice sounded from Chen Mengtian's arms.

Jiang Zebei, who was on the side, heard his daughter's voice so aggrieved, and he immediately left the son in his arms and dismounted and walked to his daughter.

Jiang Zebei took out a paper bag from his arms and sent it to Ning'er, "Ning'er, father has maltose here, can you eat a piece first?" ”

Looking at the paper bag, Ning'er stretched out her hand from the cloak that wrapped around her.

Ning Er took the paper bag and opened it, revealing a few pieces of maltose inside, her eyes were no longer as aggrieved as before, but she was not very happy, and pinched a piece of sugar and sent it to her mouth.

felt that the sugar was melting in her mouth, and Ning Er's face was a lot better.

Suzaku was still knocking on the door, and it was as if there was no one in the Drunken Immortal Building, and no one responded at all.

Jiang Zebei glanced at the Drunken Immortal Building, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Kick it away directly, go in and have a look." ”

"Bang!"

Suzaku kicked the door open, and half of the door collapsed with her.

She swaggered into the Drunken Immortal Building to check the situation.

Jiang Zebei stretched out his hand to Chen Mengtian, "Give my daughter to me, and I'll carry her in." ”

Chen Mengtian nodded, wrapped Ning Er tightly in a cloak, and then sent it to Jiang Zebei's arms.

Looking at Ning'er, who was satisfied with the candy of his daughter in his arms, Jiang Zebei couldn't help frowning, "Why is Ning'er like this?" ”

On the way to Jinzhou City, they didn't rest, so much so that they missed lunch time, but this meal made Ning Er so pale and weak.

Chen Mengtian jumped off the horse and shook her head lightly when she heard the words, "She is like this when she is a child, and she will cry as long as she is born without food." ”