The night was dark, and before I knew it, the moon was hanging high outside, and the stars were clustered around it, and the starlight should be bright, but under the light of the bright moon, it seemed a little dim.

"Long Zhanye greets the Grand Governor!"

A tall figure went on a rampage, not caring at all about the guards' obstruction.

"Eh, General Long, you can't go in, the six princes are resting, you can't"

"Long Zhanye greets the Grand Governor!"

The curtain was lifted, and Murong Quanjin calmly looked at the tall man who walked in, not surprised at all by his reckless behavior.

"Sixth prince, General Long A" The guards who followed closely followed looked panicked, snapped and knelt on the ground, and hurriedly kowtowed to explain.

"It's okay, you can get out of the city. Murong Quanjin said softly, and then his eyes fixed on the tall man in front of him.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Is there something wrong?snort, Murong Quanjin, are you still asking me if there's something wrong?" Long Zhanye raised his eyebrows, his face was handsome, and his outline was very similar to Long Yifan, but he didn't have Long Yifan's feminine temperament, and the wind and sand in the southern region sharpened his face to sharp edges.

"My brother is dead, Murong Quanjin, do you think I'm okay, can I be okay?" Long Zhanye scolded harshly, listening to his tone, there was no condescension. You must know that Lu Dao is not facing others, the object of his harsh scolding is the sixth prince of the Iron and Blood Dynasty, Murong Quanjin!

"Ahem!"

In the camp tent, Duanmuyan's figure suddenly turned out from behind.

Long Zhanye glanced at him indifferently, and his tone was still rude: "Yo, where did this rat and wild dog come from, secretly hiding behind and eavesdropping, why did you have the audacity to run out and jump?"

"You!" Duanmuyan's eyes widened, and his angry neck was thick.

To be honest, at this time, Long Zhanye was already out of anger, and whoever he was, the first thing he heard when he came back from outside was that his own brother was killed, and he would never be in a good mood.

"Duanmuyan, what do you see, Lao Tzu is scolding you, what's the matter, are you still unhappy?"

As soon as he vented, Long Zhanye took a deep breath and was about to continue.

At this moment, Murong Quanjin stared at him and interrupted him: "Enough!"

"Not enough!"

Long Zhanye shouted, "Why is it enough, if your brother is dead, you can show me enough?"

"Hey!" Murong Quanjin sighed, he didn't want this result, when the news reached him, he was also taken aback, Long Yifan, how could it be? Although Long Yifan was really a useless waste material, with his qualifications, it was impossible for him to enter the army, not to mention, it was his Southern Regions military camp.

Murong Quanjin glanced at Long Zhanye with complicated eyes, he could have pressed him as a prince, but this man always made him full of helplessness.

"Dragon Warfield. ”

Murong Quanjin opened his mouth and tried to persuade him, but next to him, Duanmu Yan directly interjected: "Long Zhanye! First, this person was not killed by us with our own hands, why do you question Your Highness? Second, Long Yifan's death was neither at our behest nor by our advice, what do you mean by running to ask Your Highness? Besides, he is Your Highness, you are a courtier, in what capacity do you dare to roar loudly in this tent?"

"Shut up!"

"Get out!"

Two loud shouts sounded at the same time, and Duanmu Yan, who was roaring, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shrinking his neck. Long Zhanye's reaction he had been prepared for, but His Highness, it seems that there is no reason to be angry, right?

"Get out of here!" Murong Quanjin's eyes were cold, and Duanmu Yan was so frightened that he ran away in a panic.

"Long Zhanye" Murong Quanjin lowered his voice.

"Okay, I was wrong, I was presumptuous!" As the voice fell, Long Zhanye's tall body disappeared outside the curtain!