South no wind

, the hidden guard who followed Ming Que, the presiding officer of the temple, was Qijiao.He has been hiding in the temple all these years.

Role [-]: Elder Yuge, whose alias is Nan Sicheng, is the richest man in Kangdu, and is now the Shangshu of the Ministry of Commerce.He handed over the token of the Patriarch of the Nan Clan to "Pavilion Master, these are all yours."

Wow, it's all mine. The entire Nan family's wealth is mine. I'm so fucking rich!Why did you go early?

Transparent Chess Piece Three: Xuan Shao, the elder of Xiyuan Bisu, who calls himself Elder Leige.Hello, we meet again, I should have looked at you more in Nishihara.

The one who will appear next, pay attention, this acting skill is top-notch, he can show weakness, sell misery, call injustice and pretend to be dead: Dian Ge——Li Huanran, why didn't I beat you to death?

Forget it, you, Li Huanran, are not guilty of death, because of the elder Wuge who made a grand appearance, I immediately wanted to beat him to death, and I did what I said: "Qinglang, you bastard!"

Nan Yu punched up, and the elder Wuge's face was covered with blood.

"Pavilion Master, calm down!" Ming Lang resisted the beating, allowing the nosebleed to flow, but didn't wipe it off.

"Hold your head!" Nan Yu was still angry, gnashing his teeth: "What pavilion master, your pavilion master is not me, but Emperor Wen!"

The elders of the five pavilions all bowed their heads and kept their ears close, silent.

Nan Yu pointed at them and nodded for a while: "One by one, good, very good! Count me!" After a while, he shook his head, paced back and forth with his hips on his hips, kept changing his posture calmly, and finally sat down calmly: "I'm competing with you guys!" What is it? If there is anything else I don’t know, tell me!”

Compared to Nan Yu's uncertainty, the eyes of the five old elders showed excitement, a look of joy that they finally waited for you and were willing to be beaten.

"The owner of the pavilion is back, and Longyuan Pavilion has been officially launched since then!" Nan Sicheng should be the leader of these five people, at least judging from his age, he is old enough.

Whether it starts or not, Nan Yu doesn't know.

It's not the first day I met these people, I'm afraid they started it long before I knew it!

Even earlier, as early as Qijiao taught him lightness kung fu, Li Huanran seduced Pingyang and provoked himself to beat him up, and then Minglang appeared on the stage, and when he saw the injustice, he yelled...

It's nothing more than Emperor Wen's long-sleeved and good at dancing. These people are obviously all actors, but they pretend to be honest and accept punishment, which makes Nan Yu even more angry.

Qijiao didn't enter the palace to avoid being hunted down. He claimed that he was ordered by Zhao Yi to protect the pavilion master. After he disappeared, he hid in the temple. Nan Yu didn't bother to think about how the deceased abbot of the temple colluded with Emperor Wen.

The unbelievable thing is Mingming, now it seems that the big scene of beating Li Huanran in front of Zuixianju in Kangdu City, the two must have colluded with each other, is it just to lure him into the sect?Are they so sure that they will go to Nangu?If it wasn't for the appearance of the evening of the wind...the evening of the wind?

His head is about to split, Nan Yu seems to be suffering from a headache recently, as long as his mind is in a mess, the pain in his head will be unbearable.

The morals of the world are so fucking dangerous, Nan Yu is so suspicious of everyone, everyone in the world is plotting against him.Until Mingming told him that Feng Zhixi didn't know about Longyuan Pavilion.

Finally, there was an outsider, Nan Yu felt relieved, and suddenly turned his head, what kind of outsider are you?It was a small game, but I lost half my life because of it.

Nan Sicheng bluntly said that the existence of "Longyuan Pavilion" should not be announced to the world. The five pavilion owners have their own identities and it is inconvenient to reveal them. That's it.

Needless to say, Emperor Wen must have come up with this idea, it's nothing more than manipulating others, and he didn't forget to add his own preferences in it, and the code names of the five pavilion masters were also vivid and impressive.

Emperor Wen spent a lot of time arranging him, not only for the enjoyment of the show.

Nan Yu rushed into the palace angrily, and when he was about to ask the teacher to ask the crime, Emperor Wen coughed so much that he vomited blood, which scared King Qi's anger back, and turned to worry: "Why did the father become so sick, but the imperial doctor was announced Have you seen it?"

Emperor Wen looked extremely miserable, and obviously wanted to use Nan Yu's compassion to the end, he shook his head weakly, with a look of seeing through life and death: "I've seen it, I'm afraid my time has come!"

Don't bring such scary ones!Emperor Wen's alarmist words must be because he was afraid that he would make things difficult for him, so he showed his weakness. He even used such tricks as coughing up blood, which was really hard work.

But what Emperor Wen said later had great stamina.

When Nan Yu returned to Prince Qi's mansion, he still hadn't recalled it.

What does it mean to take good care of the heaven and the holy country, what does it mean to be kind to the elder brother, what does it mean to Ziwei to sit down and be the son of heaven?Emperor Wen lightly used the phrase "the art of taming the wolf" to explain how he manipulated and arranged his life these years, and then tremblingly put on a hat of power over the world on him, saying that he had done his duty, and the heavenly saint would hand it over to him. him.

Everything came too suddenly.My heart is in turmoil and my head hurts.

Everyone has their own reasons to enjoy themselves in this world and beyond. Except for Nan Yu himself, no one has asked him what role he wants to play from the beginning to the end.

Emperor Wen is like this, Feng Zhixi is like this, even the people in Longyuan Pavilion think that this is Nan Yu's great honor.

Everything changed, Nan Yu didn't want to admit it, but had to admit it.

His father, the emperor, had always raised himself as the heir to the throne.

From being sent to foster care, staying away from the disputes in the imperial palace; to entering the South Valley, awakening the spiritual root; going to the western border to quell the chaos... step by step, carefully arranged, until he couldn't help himself, settled in the imperial study, and temporarily replaced the sick and weak Emperor Wen governed the country.

Everything else is easy to understand, but how did Emperor Wen expect the battle in the western borders? When talking to him, the latter just twitched his mouth: "There has been no war for decades, and Tiansheng needs to poke the sore spot. He is prepared for danger in times of peace, and foreign aggression is raging." When it rises, the dirt and dirt on the shore will be revealed after receding, and only then will we know where the crux of the country lies."

"The war in Xijiang was deliberately provoked by the father?" Sometimes the conversation between Nan Yu and Emperor Wen is not like a monarch and a minister, much less like a father and son, but more like two equally powerful and outspoken people, neither side cares. Etiquette focuses on the content of the conversation and the meaning of each other's thinking about what is said and what is said.

"Yes!" Emperor Wen admitted readily.

"The master of the Xiyue Kingdom who provoked the chaos, is the father's man?" The person who asked was not polite, and pointed to the vital point.

"No, but I threatened him once and asked him to encourage Ayiza to rebel, and to incite the Xiyuan sect to join, muddy the water, and I, Tiansheng, will become famous as a teacher." Emperor Wen has no shame.

"How many people are still involved? Father's wolf taming plan, Longyuan Pavilion, summoning a real person, what about Ling Guangjun, and..." Nan Yu wanted to ask if Feng Zhixi had participated in.

Was interrupted by Emperor Wen: "You think I am Avalokitesvara, who can manipulate the world in the palm of his hand. Except for those in Longyuan Pavilion, no one knows about it. However, Lord Lingguang has helped. No, Minglang was taken to Nangu by him! Mr. Huanxi, who appeared unexpectedly, is simply a stroke of magic!"

Nan Yu was immediately speechless.

☆, strange road

It was already one month later when Nan Yu heard the bad news about Dongling.

Nan Guang delivered the letter written by Xu Jiang to the imperial study, and it was only then that Nan Yu knew what had happened in Dongling this month.

The letter mentioned that someone entered and exited Dongling as if no one was there, not only broke the barrier of Qingmuhai and went into the sea, but also kidnapped his mother Xu Song.

Xu Jiang and his disciples searched for traces and disappeared under a high mountain in the south.

After holding on for three days, a headless corpse was thrown down from the air. It was Xu Song.

There were tears in the letter, and he blamed the murderer for his brutal methods. The high mountain was surrounded by cliffs, with a strong evil spirit, protected by a powerful barrier, and it was impossible for ordinary people to climb up.

Nan Yu didn't want to believe that no matter how much Feng Zhixi didn't like Xu Song, he wouldn't do such a decapitated thing, let alone this person was Nan Yu's mother.

The Fanyun Terrace was unexpectedly deserted, and the owner seemed to be careless, with desolate eyes and weeds everywhere.

Nan Yu searched around the Rain-Fuying Hall, and finally found Feng Zhixi's figure on the cliff at the back of the mountain, standing with his back to him and hands behind his back, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Nan Yu didn't know if he really wanted to seek revenge, or came here again under the pretext of seeking revenge, because when he left last time, he had said with certainty that he would never set foot on Fanyuntai again.

Before Nan Yu could speak, Feng Zhixi already held the sword in his hand and turned to look at him: "I killed Xu Song, let's do it!"

"..." Nan Yu didn't expect him to admit it, and didn't give any explanation.

Feng Zhixi raised his eyebrows and signaled: "The hatred of killing your mother is unshakable, today you want to kill me, I have nothing to say!"

"Why?" Nan Yu said, he didn't expect Feng Zhixi to become like this.He didn't believe there was no reason for Feng Zhixi to kill Xu Song.

"No reason, if you want to kill, then kill!" Feng Zhixi was very cold.

When Nan Yu shot resolutely, Feng Zhixi was taken aback: "Why not use the Dragon Chanting Sword?"

Nan Yu didn't answer either, he deliberately summoned Xi Wujian just to see Feng Zhixi's reaction.

Xi Wu and Yin Hun's sword lights intertwined and refused to give in to each other.

The battle of Nangu was more or less a game of war, and the two of them fought without reservation at the moment.

Feng Zhixi's spiritual power is powerful, and he can shake the wind and clouds with a wave of sword energy, and he mercilessly forced Nan Yu to retreat steadily. After jumping to the roof, Feng Zhixi was still chasing him.

Debris flew across the Rain-covering Hall, and Feng Zhixi didn't regret it at all, as if on purpose, soon the roof of the hall was opened by the sword energy, and the magnificent palace was immediately horrific.

Nan Yu didn't give in either, Xi Wujian was full of internal energy, but I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, where the sword energy of the two went was not the other's vital point, it was more like venting their anger, more ruthless than whoever demolished the house and exposed the tiles.

In a blink of an eye, the Yunyun Terrace was already in ruins, and the eyes were full of desolation.

The majestic and exquisite Pluto's palace in the past - the Temple of Rain, finally collapsed.

The two stood at both ends of the ruins with swords in their hands, and there was no trace of warmth in their eyes facing each other.

Feng Zhixi's eyes were so deep that he couldn't see clearly, his crimson pupils were dark on Junyi's face, without a trace of emotion.

Nan Yu's chest heaved and his anger still persisted.The anger was not only because the other party killed Xu Song, but also more inexplicable resentment.

But in the fight, he didn't know whether it was his own illusion or something else, Feng Zhixi's right foot was a little strange.

"Why don't you do it?" Feng Zhixi said lightly, "You still don't want to do it?"

Nan Yu snorted: "You are dead, you can't solve my hatred!"

The evening of the wind: "Oh?"

On the evening of the wind, how much do you want to die by my sword?

No matter how provocative you are, how disapprovingly you kill my biological mother, how angry you make me, I will not let you do what you want, you can't die, death is cheap for you!You have to live, look at me, look at the people you disdain, live according to what you say, and then taste the taste.

"Then, don't you want to kill?" Feng Zhixi took two steps forward, his steps were a little unsteady, his left foot seemed to be injured, and his sword obviously didn't touch it.

"Your feet..." Nan Yu blurted out, and then stopped immediately, this is no longer something he can care about, it's really hard for me to ask my mother-in-law to pay attention to these details.

Look away and look around, this place has been uninhabited for a long time, Feng Zhixi will not stay here again after this destruction, so where is he these days: "His Royal Highness Su ruined this place, could it be that he has found another place?" Love Chao, by the way, where are you and Meng Zhangjun happy?"

Feng Zhixi was stunned, and then withdrew his sword: "Since His Royal Highness Qi Wang doesn't do anything, then I will take my leave!"

where are you going?Nan Yu almost asked.

"On the fifth day of next month, I will get married, will my uncle come?" Nan Yu asked.

Feng Zhixi's back suddenly froze and stopped in place.

"I've already invited Master and Mingming to watch the ceremony, so we'll get to know each other for a while, Master will not be absent!" Nan Yu smiled, staring closely at Feng Zhixi.

Feng Zhixi didn't look back, and said for a long time: "No!"

Nan Yu watched Feng Zhixi leave, and calm returned to the Fanyun Terrace.

Half a month later, Qi Wang Nangong Yu really got married. He married a woman named Sang He, who was said to be Nan Si Chengyuan's cousin in Jianghuai water town.

Emperor Wen cheered up from the sick bed and presided over the wedding of the fourth son.

The wedding was held in the imperial palace, which showed that the status of His Royal Highness King Qi is not the same as in the past. Qin Wang Nangong Jing is even more generous, and he spared no expense to arrange it.

Ling Guangjun represented the seminary, and Ming Que and several close fellow practitioners from Nangu also attended as old friends.

The wedding was carried out in an orderly manner in the process of the priests and the ritual department of the temple.

Nan Yu searched out of the corner of his eye, and finally found the red figure in the crowd, like a passerby in the illusory Feng Zhixi.

No matter how his appearance changes, Nan Yu can still pick him out from the crowd at a glance, and even with his eyes closed, he can smell the unique plum fragrance on his body.

What's more, Lord Ling Guang still pays attention to that person all the time. Although he doesn't stay with the people from Nangu, he obviously knows his identity.

The new Princess Qi is none other than Bian Fenghe after her pseudonym. It is against the norms for a younger brother to marry a sister-in-law, but outsiders don't know it. With Wang Nangongyu's bohemian personality, it's not a big deal to get pregnant before marriage.

Bian Fenghe was in a trance, like a marionette in the complicated etiquette.

Half a month ago, Nan Yu proposed a marriage suddenly and told her a shocking thing. At this moment, she still hasn't calmed down. She just caressed her abdomen and comforted herself constantly. Everything was for the sake of the flesh and blood.

The wedding is about to be completed, and everyone came forward to congratulate.

Nan Yu didn't look in that direction all the time, but his peripheral vision and attention were drawn uncontrollably.

There was a blur of red in front of his eyes, and there was a lot of noise in his ears, until someone reminded him that the ritual was done!

He didn't need to turn his head. He knew that the red figure in the crowd was no longer there.With his back to the palace door, until the blush disappeared, he didn't say a word to him, didn't even exchange a look, let alone keep him.

He really wanted to see the expression on Feng Zhixi's face, and he wanted to find a little bit of pain from those clues, so as to calm down the resentment in his heart.

But he didn't dare to look at it. If he found even a trace of sadness in Feng Zhixi's eyes, he was afraid that he would lose control and drag him away from here.

The wedding went smoothly, nothing happened, numb and peaceful.

This time, it's really over!

On the evening of the wind, let's go!This time, it's really gone...

The man in red walked away quietly from the hustle and bustle, and never looked back, even if he took another look.

Unlike Nan Yu, his gaze was always on him, watching him complete the wedding in a happy attire with a stiff expression, watching him hold his son's hand and grow old together with him.Witness him step by step towards that fateful position.

This is expected, but why can't it be taken lightly?

Nan Yu was dressed in a red brocade robe, handsome and relaxed, with an extraordinary bearing. Surrounded by officials and relatives of the emperor, the wedding ceremony was solemn and solemn. This was the best ending.

But why is it difficult to breathe?Why is my heart aching so badly?

It's not his Qi Wu anymore...

It hurts so hard to breathe...

You and I have met for a while, how can we be absent?He invites, he attends.

Everything was as he wished, ending the youthful and frivolous mispayment, returning to the right track, marrying a wife and having children, the scene rehearsed several times in his mind was staged as scheduled, and he found that he could not accept it calmly.

The pain of not getting what you want, the pain of parting from love, how can it be as simple as acquaintance?

It's not that I don't want it, but I can't... The silent cry is choked in my throat, and the pale face is covered by the heavy rain inside...

When Ling Guangjun chased out of the palace gate, he saw the person kneeling on the ground from a distance, the person who was always charming in his heart, seemed to have let go of all support at this moment, frowning and covering his chest, with a painful expression on his face.

Ming Que stepped forward to support him in three steps and two steps: "What's wrong with you? Is your leg injury still not healed?"

"Shenmu Chai's injury, it won't heal!" Feng Zhixi struggled to stand up on his legs: "I'll be fine if I stand for a while."

"Thank you for holding on for so long. Xixi..." Ming saw that he seemed almost unable to stand up: "Come back to the God Academy with me!"

Feng Zhixi shook his head, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he limped into the carriage alone.

After getting married, Nan Yu went to Dongling to formally pass on the position of suzerain to Yue Wu. Since then, she has no connection with the four sects.

On the other side, the army that conquered the North finally sent back the battle report. Nan Gongpei was not good at leading troops, and refused to listen to Li Canglan's advice. The Holy Army suffered heavy losses.

Nangong Pei broke his leg while fleeing, and all the soldiers who stayed in the isolated city were wiped out.

Li Canglan, died in battle!

Nan Yu couldn't recover for a few days.

He couldn't tolerate his grief, and then sent back news frequently that the enemy army had taken three cities in a row, had crossed the Heishui River, and was approaching the Heavenly Sage, burning, killing and looting along the way.

The soldiers approached the city, and the other party had the "Hundred Cities, Mountains and Rivers Map" in hand, and knew the Tiansheng pass like the palm of his hand, and the siege of the city was like a broken bamboo, gradually approaching, and the cities in the north called for help urgently.

Emperor Wen was seriously ill, and his sanity became more and more blurred.

Nan Yu ordered Pang Bo to lead the 30 Western Army to the north to defend against the enemy, and summoned Nan Gongpei to return to the court to govern, with Li Huanran as his assistant.And I went to the military plane camp to order 20 troops, personally took command and went to the Northland.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter and the New Year approaching, the people of the Heavenly Saints were panicked, and Kangdu City did not have any atmosphere or joy of the New Year.

The war in the Northland was tense. Regardless of whether Nan Yu waited or not, many sects couldn't sit still, and spontaneously joined the defense of the empty Kangdu City.

Ling Guangjun, the presiding officer of the temple, issued a general article saying that when the country is alive and dead, the sects can no longer stay out of the matter, and should do their best for the common people.

"I didn't expect this day to be born!" Tai Niandong sighed: "The northern border has surrendered to the enemy, and there is no one in the western plains. Dongling only cares about being happy and happy. In the end, it is the people in Nangu who are affectionate and righteous, and share life and death with the temple. trouble!"

Li Taotong was extremely excited: "Don't worry, suzerain, oh, no, it should be called a real person now. With me guarding the top of the city, don't even think about sneaking into Kangdu!"

In the temple, Ming Que and Ming Lang led a group of Nangu disciples, as well as several sect leaders who volunteered to discuss matters. They talked for a long time, vowing to live and die with Kangdu City.

"The situation in Xiyuan is inherently delicate, so it's good for Yu Qiushou to stay there. As for Dongling, they are not easy to fight. After the incident between Jian Wanqing and Xu Song, they also lost a lot. It's not easy, don't force it. Because Nangu is close, if Kangdu is lost, Nangu will also be gone, and there is nothing to be proud of!" Ming Que said.

After the agreement was completed, the monks were ordered to disperse, and Nangu was in charge of staying in Kangdu, and deployed formations at the four city gates in the southeast, northwest and west to strengthen prevention and control.

The rest of the sects scattered in various cities in the north to help out, doing their best to assist the defenders and defend against foreign enemies.

"Lang'er, come to my room for a while." Ming stayed behind.

Minglang followed Ming into the room, but unexpectedly found a young woman in the room, looking at her clothes, she didn't seem to be a holy person.

When the woman saw the bright thing, her face changed, and she was obviously agitated.

"Her name is Anar, from Xiyue, Anar, this is Minglang. I picked him up in Xiyuan when he was about two years old." Ming introduced them.

Anar looked at Mingming, her lips trembled slightly, and she was speechless for a long time.

Minglang didn't know what to say, looked at her in a daze, then looked at Mingque: "Father, she is..."

"She may be your relative." Ming Que said, "She has a secret letter from Master."

Anal stepped forward suddenly, and circled around Minglang, as if she was looking for something.

It wasn't until he saw the scar behind his ear that he couldn't hold back the tears and hugged Minglang in his arms: "Brother, you are my brother!"

Minglang was stunned, but nodded when he saw Ming, and then said softly: "You are, sister?"

Anar burst into tears: "You may not remember me. You were only two and a half years old when you were stolen. The scar behind your ear was caused by falling off the dirt wall when you were a child. Grandpa has been looking for you all these years." , We thought you were imprisoned by Emperor Tiansheng, but who knew you would be in Nangu and even become suzerain. If Grandpa knew, he wouldn’t have done such things! He wouldn’t have died either.”

Minglang has never met Xiyue Guoshi, so he naturally doesn't know who the grandfather she is talking about, but the other party is so sure that he is his younger brother, so it should be: "Sister, I am doing well in Nangu, and I haven't suffered much, don't you Sad."

"Come home with me!" Anar took Mingming's hand: "Let's go home!"

Mingming was taken aback, home!

In his memory, if there is anyone who can really be called a family, then only Nangu is there.

"Sister, I won't go back." Ming Lang said, not to mention that he is now the Nangu suzerain, but as the elder of Longyuan Pavilion who swore by blood, he will voluntarily and will not leave Tiansheng.

It is his duty to manage the Nangu Sect, and it is his mission to assist Nan Yu to achieve great things, neither of which can be easily abandoned.

Anar seemed to understand that she smiled and didn't force her anymore. This trip was mainly to get to know her younger brother. There is no way to talk about it, each has its own way to go.

"What's your sister's plan?" Minglang was worried about Anal's whereabouts.

"If you don't go back, then I will join the sect. Elder Yu Qiu also invited me several times. The witch doctor skills in my family must not be lost. Stay in the sect, accept some disciples, and carry them forward. "

This is undoubtedly the best arrangement, both Ming Que and Ming Lang think so.

After Minglang left, Anar had a long secret conversation with Mingque, and finally Anar left a gleaming blood bottle and left.

After sending Anal away, Ming wandered under the two old locust trees in the yard, always thinking of the last time Feng Zhixi appeared in front of him, why was he hurt by Xu Song's Shenmu Longchai?

Where did he go and what did he do in the past six months?

Although the two met by chance, when Feng Zhixi came to look for him, Ming felt more and more clearly that Pluto Su's demeanor gradually disappeared from Feng Zhixi's face, and the former Huanxi, who was not stained with dust, Jun, you no longer have a gentle look, you can't tell who you are now, it's more like a different person, that person is so deserted that you don't have any emotion.

"Tiansheng needs a war to gather the hearts of the people who are gradually dispersing. That's why there is a war in the western borders, and there is King Qi. But you, Ming Que, if you want to sit firmly in the temple, you have to make your own achievements." Feng Zhi Xi was very flat when she said these words.

The old fellow disciples, the best friends who grew up together, get along like strangers.

But what makes Ming uneasy is that every time Feng Zhixi comes, he will ask about the Shenmu Cone and ask him to store it in Nangu for safekeeping.

☆、Xuan Mingjun

Nan Yu was in a daze, not knowing whether he was in a dream or a hallucination, he had a splitting headache, his whole body and limbs seemed to be out of control, his hands and feet could not move, and Nan Guang's shouts also seemed to be near and far away, seemingly unreal Reality.

Arrived in the north without stopping, but encountered a battle, the northern army appeared and disappeared, the deep rhyme formation of the northern sect, and the western border method, it was completely unworkable here, and he was killed without giving him a chance to react He was caught off guard, and was dispersed before Pangbo's army had time to join forces.

I don't know how I retreated from the battlefield where the screams of killing are shaking, or I am already dead at this moment, leaving only a sliver of consciousness?

I just remember that I was trapped in the chaotic army, with many injuries on my body, and finally there was a loud noise, accompanied by the flames soaring into the sky, like a thunderbolt, my whole body was torn apart and thrown into the air, and then I fell heavily. Then he lost consciousness.

Nan Yu tried hard to capture his subtle spiritual consciousness, and then strengthened the magnification, feeling the immobile body, and finally opened his eyes weakly, there was a figure moving in front of him, but he couldn't see who it was, the voice was noisy but not One sentence can be heard clearly.

It vaguely resembles Nan Guang's figure, and there are a few shadows that are not too familiar.

The severe pain in his head came again, and he fell into a coma again.

When he woke up again, he finally saw the person in front of him clearly. Nan Guang was crying, and Pang Bo next to him was not much better.

These two people looked unbelievably shocked, maybe they are already preparing for the funeral!

Only then did Nan Yu realize that she had been in a coma for more than ten days.

And in the past ten days, many things have happened: Nangong Pei has never returned to Kangdu to govern, and he is nowhere to be found.The affairs of the DPRK and China are now being managed by Qin Wang Nangong Jing.

The reason why Nan Yu was able to come back to life was because of an expert rescuer.

The rescuer called himself Xuanming Lord, he was from the northern border, and it was said that he not only had excellent medical skills, but also created a good formation.It was also Xuanming Lord who, at the moment of life and death of the Heavenly Sage Army, went deep into the enemy camp alone like a fairy, and retreated hundreds of miles away with only one spell.

The defeated generals of the Heavenly Sacred Remnants were able to reunite.When the northern army encountered Lord Xuanming's maze, even Na Hongfu couldn't figure out the way to go, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Isn't Xuan Mingjun Nangong Ce's tutor?Wasn't he already killed by Hong Fu?

Nan Yu had already heard about Xuan Mingjun's disagreement with Hong Fu.As for his cultivation base, it is not clear.In any case, he saved his life, so thank you.

But that Xuanming Lord has a very strange temperament, Nan Guang invited him several times in the past few days, but he was still unable to call him out of the tent. He just boiled the soup and brought it out of the account every day, and told Nan Guang to take it on time for his master. Day, he will come to see a doctor.

Nan Yu has also been unable to see the respect of Nangong Ce's mentor.

Except for brewing medicine, Lord Xuanming stays in the tent all day long, and he doesn't like to be disturbed by others, he is very secretive.

Gradually Nan Yu was able to get out of bed and walk around, and called Pang Bo and the generals to discuss matters in the tent.

"How many soldiers and horses are left now, and is there enough luggage?" Nan Yu asked.

"With the addition of the old Ministry of the Third Highness, we can still make up 30 yuan. The king of Qin has been escorted to leave ten days ago, and he will arrive in the next few days." Pang Bo said.

"Where's the Northern Army?"

"The northern army retreated to the Heishui River area. According to the spies' report, there should be about 30 people. It's worth fighting for, but..." Pang Bo hesitated.

"Speak!" Nan Yu said.

"The northern army seems to be quite familiar with the terrain of Tiansheng. It would be easy to concentrate their forces to attack one place. I am worried that they will break through one by one. The Heishui River is a natural barrier. Before crossing the river, our army can still hold the ferry. Close. But now there is no cover, and I don't know where the enemy will attack from, so I am very passive." Pang Bo said bluntly.

Nan Yu was also worried about this. The enemy army had a topographical map in hand. If they attacked eastward and westward, they would bypass the main force and go straight to Kangdu.

Once Kangdu is lost, it will be difficult to seize it again.

"You go down first, let me think about it." Nan Yu said solemnly.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much, there will always be a solution. It is said that the God Academy has come forward, gathered loyal monks from various families of the Immortal Sect, and set up an enchantment in the capital fortress, which must be able to resist for a while." Pang Bo comforted.

Nan Guang saw the needles and waited for Nan Yu to drink the medicine.

"Mr. Xuanming still refuses to come?"

"He refused to come, and he just delivered the medicine to the tent and left. Your Highness, this Xuanming Lord is really weird." Nan Guang replied, maybe the sect's practice has not yet concluded, but Nan Guang respects this weird person very much: "Not to mention the cold personality, no one else is allowed to be present during the treatment, and I have to retreat more than ten feet away. I was curious, so I took a few steps closer. I heard some strange sounds."

The mystery that Nan Guang said aroused Nan Yu's interest: "What strange sound?"

"I can't tell. It seems to be that kind of painful cry. The voice is very low. At first, I thought it was His Highness waking up from the pain, but it didn't sound like it when I listened carefully. What's even more strange is that there was a light in the tent, which flashed It flashed, like some kind of magic spell, I didn’t dare to go up to look at it, and he didn’t answer when I asked Xuan Mingjun, but His Highness had a heartbeat the next day, it’s amazing.”

"You mean, before he rescued me, I didn't even have a heartbeat?" Nan Yu said.

"Isn't it!" Like a dead person, Nan Guang didn't dare to say.

"I've been in a coma these days, is he taking care of me?"

"That's right!" Nan Guang said, "Mr. Xuanming was very dedicated, and he stayed by His Highness before his collapse without sleep. He didn't go back to rest until the day before His Highness woke up."

"Then I really have to thank this peerless master!" Nan Yu stepped out of the tent.

The cold wind was blowing head-on, wrapped in snowflakes, Nan Yu tightened his clothes and walked towards Xuan Mingjun's tent.

"Nangong Yu, the sage of heaven, come to pay homage to Lord Xuanming!"

There was no sound in the tent, Nan Yu hesitated for a moment, and was about to lift the curtain to enter the tent.

"There is no need to thank you, Your Highness, please go back! You just need to take medicine on time every day, and you will recover soon." The strange man's voice came from the tent in a lukewarm manner.

Nan Yu froze for a moment, but the more he avoided seeing it, the more he wanted to see it, so, regardless of whether he liked it or not, he raised his leg and stepped in.

Xuan Mingjun didn't expect Nan Yu to come in suddenly, and turned his back in a panic, still holding a pen in his hand, it seemed that the formation diagram on the table hadn't been drawn yet: "What else is there, Your Highness?"

Nan Yu stared at that person for a long time, then slowly said: "It's nothing, I want to thank Xuan Mingjun for saving his life in person."

"Your Highness, don't worry about it. You and I are related. Zhuhe is my disciple, and it is my duty to save you." Xuan Mingjun said.

"I still... have to thank you." Nan Yu looked at the account: "It's freezing cold, why don't you light a fire?"

"I'm not cold!" Xuan Mingjun turned around, and the middle-aged man had a sense of demeanor, with a bit of worldliness: "His Royal Highness, please go back!"

Nan Yu was stunned for a long time before saying: "Then I'll take my leave!"

"No delivery!"

Not long after, Nan Guang sent a charcoal basin to light a fire, and according to Nan Yu's instructions, he brought the dinner into Xuan Mingjun's tent.

When Xuan Mingjun saw the food on the table, his expression changed, and Nan Guang noticed it: "His Highness ordered the kitchen to prepare special meals. During the war, the ingredients were simple and scarce. Don't be disgusted with Xuanming Jun."

Xuan Mingjun said indifferently: "His injury is not healed yet, don't bother so much."

Nan Guang nodded, thinking that it was not just a waste of time, the master paid a heavy price. Although it was a rough meal, except for one person in the world, no one has ever received such treatment.

"Has he eaten?" Nan Yu asked.

"Hmm!" Nan Guang said, "Mr. Xuanming didn't know that His Highness did it himself."

"From now on, you will take care of Lord Xuanming's daily life. The weather is cold, and the fire in the tent cannot be extinguished. Later, you send my fox fur over. I think his quilt is a bit thin."

"Your Highness!" Nan Guang was puzzled: "Your quilt is not thick! If you gave it to him, why would you cover it? Besides, Xuan Mingjun's cultivation base is advanced, so it's not difficult to gather spiritual energy to keep out the cold." Nan Guang cursed, even if he wanted to repay his favor , I don’t care about this!

Nan Yu tossed the fox fur on the bed to Nan Guang: "Just send it, what's the point!"

It was night, Nan Yu drank the last medicine Xuan Mingjun boiled for the day, his mouth was bitter and his heart was astringent.

In the eyes of others, an expert outside the world, what kind of Lord Xuanming is he!

Even if his face changed, and his voice changed, from the moment he saw him, even if it was just a back view, Nan Yu knew exactly who he was.

It's just that he couldn't bear to expose him, and was even more afraid of exposing him.

It turns out that no matter what form he appears in, the feeling he brings to me has not changed from the beginning to the end. As long as he is by my side, it turns out that even the smell of the air will change.

As for where he came from, how he saved himself, and how he repelled the enemy, it doesn't matter. This kind of inexplicable joy of being lost and found, in the cold winter full of desolation and chaos, with a faint warmth and tranquility, infiltrated With his restless heart.

The snow fell more and more heavily, until it reached the knees, the Northern Army remained silent, and the Heavenly Sacred Army stood still.

As night was approaching, Nan Yu walked to the front of Xuanming Lord's tent, and saw that the lamp had not been lit.

"Where did he go?"

Nan Guang looked around for a while, and said doubtfully, "Mr. Xuanming stays in the medicine tent except to fetch medicine."

"Look for it, the snow is so heavy." Nan Yu said with a serious expression.

Nan Guang was ordered to search for it, and came back out of breath: "I don't see anyone, did you go to gather medicine?"

"It's freezing cold, what kind of medicine do you take?" Nan Yu was a little impatient: "Is there no medicine in the pharmacy?"

"Yes!" Nan Guang suddenly thought of something: "Is it possible? Xuanming Jun has been looking for a headache medicine today, and it seems that there is no medicine in the pharmacy."

"Headache medicine?" Nan Yu frowned and asked, "Can you