Chapter 85 Ancient Times ([-]) Turnaround
The low growls of wild wolves were all around, but Yan Nanxu didn't make any movement, just quietly hugging his brother's body, not paying any attention to the tragic situation on the horse farm.

The wolves killed all the other living people on the horse farm, but they did not eat the carcasses. It was obvious that these wolves were not hunting.

A wolf walked up to Yan Nanxu and bared its teeth at him. There was still human blood on the sharp teeth, which was a dangerous signal.

"Go." Suddenly a human voice came, and the wolf immediately retracted its sharp teeth when it heard it, and looked much more obedient, even wagging its tail when it saw the person coming.

Yan Nanxu finally had some reaction at this moment, and slightly raised his eyes to look at the person who came, he was a strange middle-aged man, dressed in ancient and wild clothes, not like the clothes of people from the dynasty.

The wild wolves obviously knew the man, and even had a good relationship with him. They circled around the man excitedly. The man waved his hand, and the wolves immediately understood. The leading ones howled a few times, and the wolves began to clean up the corpses on the racecourse, dragging them away. I don't know where those corpses are going.

The man knelt down and looked at Yan Nanxu at eye level, and said slowly: "In this way, I can repay your kindness to you on behalf of the creatures on the mountain."

Reminding Yan Nanxu like this, she recalled that she had faintly seen a mysterious person nodding to thank her in that waterfall mountain, was this person?
The wolves had almost cleaned up the corpse, a wolf ran to the man to remind him, the man turned his head and replied softly: "Okay, I understand, I will leave right away."

"You saved those creatures back then, and I'll save you now, but that's all for now. I don't want to care too much about human affairs. You can go on your own."

As he spoke, the man stood up and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he hesitated, took out a dagger, put it in front of Yan Nanxu, and said calmly: "Here you go, use it for self-defense or... use it to commit suicide." Suicide. It's better than being tortured to death, right?

The man put down his dagger and followed the pack of wolves without looking back, and soon disappeared. The whole racecourse was completely quiet, only Yan Nanxu was left alive.

Yan Nanxu's eyes moved to the dagger in front of him. The dagger's light was cold, but his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any waves.

What should I do next?what can be done
Yan Nanxu was at a loss, and her heart went blank. After a long time, she slowly issued an action order in her mind - at least, she had to bury her brother first.

The wound on his body hurts as long as he moves a lot, the medicine he just took seems to be taking effect gradually, his chest seems to be blocked by something, and it is difficult to breathe.

Yan Nanxu tried his best to ignore the pain on his body, reached for the dagger, and staggered up with his brother in his arms.He didn't know where to go, he just wanted to stay away from this racecourse.

This place was originally a suburb, sparsely populated and desolate. Yan Nanxu walked westward for a long time, and suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground, coughing uncontrollably. After finally breathing more calmly, he looked down at his younger brother. The corpse finally made up its mind, found it under a cypress tree not far away, and buried it on the spot.

The corpse can't be kept for a long time, and Yan Nanxu really can't carry his brother too far away, and returning to the ancestral grave is already an extravagant hope, so let's say goodbye here.

Without any tools at hand, Yan Nanxu could only dig up the soil with his bare hands. Fortunately, the soil here is relatively soft, but it is still extremely difficult for him now.

As far as Yan Nanxu is concerned, perhaps the original owner's emotions have affected him, or perhaps his own childhood experience has made him have a subconscious desire for family affection. In any case, he really treats Yan Yousi as a younger brother. He hopes to be a good brother, but, but... now...

While feeling sad in his heart, Yan Nanxu suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, and was caught off guard and spit out a big mouthful of blood!

Yan Nanxu strenuously supported his body with his hands. The pain in his chest was too strong. He guessed that the effect of the medicine had finally arrived. Die so easily?
According to Yanjin's character, he probably wouldn't die for a while, so Yan Nanxu ignored the blood and continued digging.

The upper layer of soil was almost mixed with Yan Nanxu's blood. After finally digging deep, Yan Nanxu panted slightly and buried Yan Yousi's body before hastily sealing it with earth.

This is the only way to go now.

After finishing everything, Yan Nanxu knelt and sat in front of the new grave in a daze for a long time, his expression became empty again, and finally picked up the dagger left by the man just now, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Host! Host..." The system suddenly spoke. It hadn't made any noise since Yanjin led the foreign cavalry into the pass. Now that something was wrong with Yan Nanxu, he said cautiously: "We, let's go first, let's go..."

"Where to go? What to do? Now that Yanjin has won the throne and the mission is completed, do I still need to live?"

I have to say that Yanjin is really amazing, he completed the task so quickly.

The system didn't know how to answer, so it could only keep saying let's go first.

Yan Nanxu looked at the new grave silently again and was stunned for a long time.In the end, he put away the dagger and left here according to his words.

Yan Nanxu walked aimlessly in the wilderness. His mission had been completed and over. There was nothing to miss in this time and space. However, thinking about the sixteen cities that were massacred and the tragic death of his younger brother... he hated , there is hatred in his heart!
The sun had gradually set, and the spring night was still cold and humid. Yan Nanxu's physical strength was almost exhausted, and his vision began to blur. It was probably his death when he fell down.

However, just before Yan Nanxu was completely unable to hold on, the sound of chariots and horses came faintly from the empty and desolate wilderness. The sound was from far to near, obviously directed at this side.

Yan Nanxu's consciousness was already a little fuzzy, and he tried to look up but couldn't see clearly, only the shadow of a carriage.

who is it?Is it a passerby or... a person from Yanjin?Yan Nanxu couldn't identify it, and knew that he couldn't run away, so he stood still, watched the carriage getting closer, and slowly grasped the dagger with his right hand...

The carriage stopped not far away, Yan Nanxu's heartbeat quickened, he held the dagger tightly, his eyes were dim.

If, if it is someone from Yanjin, then, let's end here...

"His Royal Highness!"

Someone jumped out of the carriage and ran while shouting in a panic and urgent tone.

The people ran closer, and Yan Nanxu finally recognized that it was Cao Yushi who had already returned home.

"His Royal Highness, how are you? Come, let's go!" Cao Yushi looked worried and concerned, and reached out to support Yan Nanxu, but the moment before he met someone, Yan Nanxu finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell into a coma past.

Cao Yushi helped him up in a panic, but his hand was covered with blood when he touched it, "Come on, help the prince into the carriage!"

The servants driving the carriage immediately came down to help deliver Yan Nanxu to the carriage. They didn't dare to stay any longer, and drove away in the carriage, gradually disappearing into the twilight...

(End of this chapter)

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