But Phoenix, he just admitted that he was not Nan Qiao, he was the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

At that moment, he only felt that his heart had collapsed, and he hoped that the phoenix could deceive him, so that he could leave him in the harem forever as a concubine.

He asked over and over again, and Phoenix denied it over and over again.

Until the end, the phoenix never said a soft word, and his sword failed to kill the phoenix, "I saw that you were the phoenix of five years ago, so I left you with all your corpses!" ”

For the sake of the Phoenix, he can repent of what he said over and over again, but the Phoenix has never appreciated it, as the emperor of a country, in order to preserve the last trace of dignity, he left the Wutong Palace in the name of giving the Phoenix 'poisonous wine'.

As soon as the front foot left, he sent someone to squat in the corner of the wall to observe the phoenix's every move.

But when Father-in-law An sent the 'poisonous wine' in, Phoenix was silent with the cup of 'poisonous wine', it seemed that he should be nostalgic for something, and after a while, he drank the wine in the cup without hesitation and poured it on the ground.

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In the afternoon, someone rowed in the quiet Qingling Valley, and Nan Musheng, who was resting in the open air, was woken up by the sound of a child's laughter.

When he opened his eyes and sat up, he saw Yu Wenmo at the gate of the villa leading a soft and cute little bun in, the little bun was about four years old, and some chubby little faces were just when people liked it.

Originally, Nan Musheng liked this kind of soft child very much, but as soon as he guessed, he guessed that this was the son hidden by Yuwen Momin, and he suddenly lost his mood.

He lay back on the bench and continued to squint and sleep with a cold wind, not intending to pay attention to people.

A shadow fell in front of him, and Yu Wenmo was heard to speak, "Phoenix, I know you're awake." ”

Nan Musheng hated this feeling, turned over and turned his back to their father and son and continued to sleep.

"I'm afraid that you will be bored, so I specially took Tang'er over to play with you." After Yu Wenmo finished speaking helplessly, he asked the child to call his uncle.

The scar on one side of Nan Musheng's face was also pressed underneath, and the half of the face exposed above was very good-looking, Tang'er was so bold that without waiting for Yu Wenmo to agree, he went around, pinched Nan Musheng's face with his little fat hand, and called Nan Musheng's brother on his own.

"Brother, you are so good-looking, you are the most beautiful man Tang'er has ever seen, will you get up and play with Tang'er?"

Nan Musheng pretended to be at first, but he couldn't help it when he was pinched by the bear child like this.

Looking at the cute Tang'er in front of him, when a pair of black grape-sized eyes were blinking at him, Nan Musheng, who wanted to get angry, couldn't say a word, and finally only said,

"Brother is tired, go play with your father!"

Yuwen Mo was relieved to see Nan Musheng speak, but he was quite dissatisfied with his brother's word, and couldn't help but say, "Tang'er, it's right to call uncle." ”

Tang'er didn't seem to be afraid of Yuwenmo, naively he stuck out his tongue at Yuwenmo, "Father, how can my brother be so old, my son can't call it." ”

As if sensing Yu Wenmo's terrifying gaze towards the child, Nan Musheng sat up seemingly casually, but in fact, he subtly blocked Yu Wenmo's fierce gaze.

Nan Musheng turned his face away and touched Tang'er's head, "I like to hear you call your brother, so I'll call it that way in the future." ”

The soft and glutinous Xiao Tang'er nodded hurriedly, "Okay." ”

When Tang'er saw the scar on the other half of Nan Musheng's face, he didn't cry, but reached out and touched it, but unfortunately after Nan Musheng sat up, Xiao Tang'er's height was out of reach, and his pitiful little eyes looked at Nan Musheng,

"Brother, your face is hurt, does it hurt?"

Nan Musheng slightly covered it with part of his hair, and said to him, "A manly man, how can you do without a scar on your body, when my brother went to the battlefield, there were many knife wounds and arrow wounds on his body, but this scar was a little ugly on his face, for fear of scaring Tang'er." ”

Tang'er shook her head, "I'm a man, I'm not afraid, in the future, Tang'er will go to the battlefield to kill the enemy when he grows up, but it's a pity that my brother's face has become unpretty." ”

Nan Musheng couldn't imagine that although this child was young, he was well-behaved and sensible, and it was difficult for him to dislike it.

"There's no pity, sometimes the more beautiful things are, the more harmful they are, my brother hopes that he can have an ordinary person's face, like the kind of face that no one recognizes you when you are thrown on the street."

The conversation between the two seemed to ignore Yu Wenmo, who was still on the side, when he heard Nan Musheng say that there were countless sword scars on his body, the tip of his heart was pierced like a needle, and he had heard that Nan Musheng was seriously injured and arrested, and was locked in an iron cage and transported for many days before arriving in Chang'an, and then he definitely didn't go to treat it in order to dress up as a woman, and when he thought of his injuries, he dragged and dragged it so much...

Yu Wenmo glanced at the somewhat emaciated back guiltily, and left this place quietly, to order the people below to pass on the imperial doctor, and by the way, prepare more medicinal materials to heal the wounds.

With the Dragon Order, it was much easier for Nan Qiao to get out of the customs, and she took people through several passes in a row, and let her keep going, she was not even a tenth of the distance from Xiling City. Seeing that it was getting dark, this place was in the middle of nowhere, there was still some distance from the town, and with the coffin of King Gangneung, there was basically no inn for them to stay.

So Nan Qiao found a ruined temple, and then sent someone to the town to buy some dry food and came back, intending to survive these days.

The people who followed her were all loyal followers of her father, and even if they slept in the open air, everyone had no complaints.

A fire was set up in the broken temple, and Fang Huai brought some dry food over, "Master, eat some!" ”

Nan Qiao looked at the cake, she still didn't have much appetite, but she wanted to escort her father's body back to the Southern Jin Dynasty, and she couldn't do it without replenishing her strength, so she took the cake and gnawed on it tastelessly.

After a while, there was a commotion outside.

"Who are you?"

"I'm here to protect your county lord back to the Southern Jin Dynasty, let me in!"

As soon as he heard the voice, Nan Qiao knew that it was Hongling coming.

It's just that she doesn't want to be involved with Ji Wuyu anymore, and this friendship naturally can't be accepted anymore.

opened his mouth and called Fang Huai beside him, "Let her go back." ”

After Fang Huai answered, he went outside.

I don't know how Fang Huai persuaded him in the end, so Hongling left.

At night, except for the two men who guarded the door, the rest of the people found a corner and fell asleep with their swords.

Nan Qiao was leaning on the edge of the coffin, and was resting with his eyes closed, when he heard a lot of movement outside.

Before the two people at the door could speak, the blood infected the paper window, and the figures of the two guarding the door also fell to the ground.

With a bang, the temple door was kicked open, and an extremely long shadow that was pulled was reflected in, and there was no door to block the wind, the whistling sound outside blew, and the residual leaves on the ground rolled and fell, making people feel frightened.

Everyone in the temple was awakened at this moment, and they all got up and drew their swords at the man who came in.

Through the faintness of the firewood in the temple, when he saw the person's face clearly, Nan Qiao's eyes were more incredulous, and the person who came was Nalan Guangyao.

If he came alone, Nan Qiao would think that he had come to say goodbye to her, but now when he looked at the outside of the broken temple surrounded by countless red firelights, Nan Qiao felt like someone had stabbed him in the chest, and instinctively took a step back.

Nalan Guangyao looked at her indifferently, as if he had never known her, "Southern Jin County Lord, go back with this official obediently, otherwise, this official will be unkind to you!" ”

Nan Qiao raised his head and laughed a few times, his mocking laughter was mixed with desolation, "Lord Earl has made a contribution to exposing the prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty this time, presumably the emperor has praised the adult, and the adult's promotion and fortune are just around the corner!" ”

The righteousness he said was awe-inspiring, "This official is loyal to Daye and the emperor, and he hates the thieves of the enemy country. ”

Nan Qiao glanced at the people behind him, and sneered with unknown meaning, "I originally thought that Lord Earl had been cut off from military power, but I didn't expect Lord Earl to raise a private army to 'make meritorious contributions', this is really an eye-opener for me." ”

"The county lord slanders the official, these are just some government soldiers, the county lord is a fugitive from the enemy country, and the official will naturally make a meager contribution to the emperor after he knows it."

Nalan Guangyao brushed himself clean, at this moment, Nan Qiao never seemed to know him, what she heard in Ruyi's mouth before, she thought Ruyi was a little exaggerated, and now it seems, just like Ruyi said, Nalan Guangyao was good to her in the past, but for the sake of the Yuan family, he regarded her as Nalan Wuyu.

It's all just an illusion!

Nan Qiao's eyes were cold, and he pulled out the shadow on his waist, "Then it depends on whether Lord Earl can hold me!" ”

When the words fell, Nalan Guangyao waved his hand expressionlessly, and the people behind him rushed in, drew their swords and surrounded Nan Qiao and the others.

"Capture the county lord of the Southern Jin Dynasty alive, and kill the rest!" This voice has no temperature, and it is directly cold to people's hearts.

The sound of the battle of the blade handover was endless, Nan Qiao's pupils shrank, her bloodshot eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and a killing intent surged wildly in her eyes, and in the next second, she flew up at a very fast speed, and the blade of the shadow-chasing sword attacked directly towards Nalan Guangyao.

The spear and golden spear in Nalan Guangyao's hand were blocked horizontally, and the shadow chasing slashed on it to make a sound of weapons colliding, both of them were using dark energy, Nalan Guangyao was born as a military general after all, and he was a commander before him, and his kung fu was not weak at all. Nan Qiao couldn't suppress that force, the chasing shadow suddenly became longer, Nalan Guangyao's neck was off, blocking the attack of chasing the shadow, the golden gun in his hand swept down, Nan Qiao's body flipped over, and dodged a blow with an arrow step.

I don't know how many tricks have passed, the dilapidated temple smells of blood, blood is sprinkled on the walls, bodhisattvas, and even spider webs, the wind outside is blowing harder, and the sound of jackdaws hovers above the eaves, which makes people can't help but feel afraid.

More than half of the people who protected her were killed or wounded, even if these were all masters, it would be difficult to defeat ten, Nan Qiao couldn't let her people die here anymore, she had to fight quickly, and only by seizing Nalan Guangyao could she threaten those people to retreat. But for a while, it was really difficult for her to catch him, and during the fight, just when Nan Qiao was using her spiritual power to control Nalan Guangyao, a dark arrow struck, cutting through the darkness and hitting Nan Qiao's arm.