Proudly follow your heart

The man blinked, with a blank expression on his face, "The young one's name is Lu Feng, and he is a messenger."

"The messenger?" Xiao Hu frowned, looking him up and down, obviously not convinced.

Tiemei looked at him from the sidelines and laughed for some reason, "Is the messenger in the way of you?"

Xiao Hu snorted coldly with a straight face, "This person's origin is unknown and his identity is suspicious. Who knows if he is a messenger, but Mu Zhaoran has sent his cronies to arrest him!"

Lu Feng, this name is not uncommon, and there is nothing special about it, it can even be said to be common, let alone acquainted, Jun Zhanran has never heard of it, but Mu Zhaoran wants to use this person to blackmail him .

"Your name is Lu Feng?" Mo Hei's eyes rolled slightly, and his eyes slowly settled on Lu Feng.

A trace of imperceptible awe flashed across Lu Feng's face, and he nodded. He didn't forget that the man in front of him blocked the arrow that was shooting at him just now.

"Thank you benefactor for saving my life!" He knelt down with a plop.

The light-colored long clothes, flapping slightly, fluttered slowly in front of his eyes, and a faint "um" came from above, and nothing else was heard.

Several feet away, dozens of people were fighting, and the sound of fighting could be heard, but it was very quiet here. Lu Feng should get up, but now he didn't dare to get up for some reason. After a while, there were more people in his sight. Out of a pair of feet.

Ying Shuai Nangong Cang Ao.

The two of them didn't speak, they just looked at him like this. Although Lu Feng didn't raise his head, he could still feel the eyes on his body. The sharp, slow eyes, which seemed to look into his bones, were better than Da Dong's eyes. The cold wind will sting people.

Lu Feng's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he felt that his throat was extremely dry, and cold sweat flowed down from his temples involuntarily.

This is the coercion that only masters have. It is invisible and does not need to make gestures. As long as they think about it, they can make people feel this kind of deterrence. Lu Feng has only heard of it before, but now he really feels it.

"You feel cold." The cold voice was not a question.

Lu Feng wiped his sweat and nodded again and again, "Yes, it's a little cold, benefactor, can you get up now?"

"Who said he was cold? Didn't Zhanran see that he was still sweating? I think he is too hot and needs to cool off." I don't know if the tone of this sentence can be called gloating, Lu Feng only knows that this Yingshuai didn't seem to want to make it easy for him.

"Soon he won't be hot. For those who suffer from cold heart, it won't take long for him to feel cold from his body to his heart. At that time, he will no longer feel hot, not at all." Mo Hei His eyes rolled, and a mysterious light flashed across them.

Lu Feng raised his head abruptly, just as he saw the dark light passing by, the man seemed to be smiling.

He is obviously a cold and indifferent person, with an aloof appearance, this kind of smile is not a smile, but it makes people feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Feng's face turned pale.

After listening to the question and answer of these two people, he suddenly understood that these two people didn't believe the slightest bit of what he said earlier.

"Grandpa, please forgive me!" He kowtowed again and again, Jun Zhanran looked at his feet, but he didn't even move his eyebrows, "I don't have any extra time to ask you about your origin, if you want to say it, just say it, otherwise——"

"I said, I said!" Lu Feng answered in a panic, "The little one is really a messenger. He was ordered by the Lord of the West to deliver a letter to King Zhan. When Mu Zhaoran knew my identity, he wanted to Use my life to threaten King Zhan in exchange for his own sister, otherwise, he will kill the villain and let my lord think that he was killed by you, so..."

"Even if Lan Dong wants to stand on our side, he might change his mind." Nangong Cang Ao sneered.

May I ask, how can a country's envoy be killed in another country, as the king of a country, be able to have good relations with this country again?Even if the leader of Landong Kingdom wanted to do this, the ministers of Landong Kingdom and their people might not be convinced.

After Langdong, Xisu also started to act, which is expected, but...

Nangong Cang Ao has always been calm, no matter what happens, except for those related to Jun Zhanran, he has never lost his composure, nor has he lost his chic, but now his face is slowly sinking.

"Mu Zhaoran really cares about his sister." Seeing his expression, Jun Zhanran knew why.

After all, Mu Zhaoran had met Nangong Cang Ao once. No matter how free and easy Nangong Cang Ao was, Mu Zhaoran was his friend. Among his friends all over the world, he was the only one who had the same status as him, had a similar background, and knew each other well. long time friend.

"If he wants to use this method to force me, don't blame me for disregarding my friend's morality."

"Has the Ying Commander ever cared about the morality of his friends?!" The voice came from far to near. It was Han Shi, who had been captured. After listening to the conversation here, he felt sorry for his master.

As Nangong Cangao expected, there was no suspense in Ye Xiao's fight with Han Shi and the others. Even if these people were Mu Zhaoran's cronies, how could they compare with the experienced Ye Xiaos in Jianghu.

Yinjiu tied him tightly, and he was still on the ground with a bang. Han Shiwu raised his head, looked hard at the two people above his line of sight, and finally stared at Nangong Cangao, "If it wasn't for Miss being trapped in Linnan, how could the general Submit, fight against the same robes of the past, even treason as an enemy! If it weren't for Ying Commander, you disregarded morality first, my general would not be where he is today!"

His sister was trapped in another country as a hostage, and he had to take the general of another country to fight his former comrades. From this point of view, Mu Zhaoran was really wronged and unlucky.

Nangong Cang Ao didn't speak any more, nor did he refute.

Seeing him acquiescing, Han Shi became even angrier, but Jun Zhanran glanced lightly, "What a loyal servant, what a pity..."

"What did you say?! Ghost Hand Wushuang! If it weren't for you—"

"If Mu Zhaoran was really so reluctant, he would not lead troops seriously. Huang De was trapped in the imperial city by him, and it was also because of him that he did not dare to send troops rashly. You should know the character of your generals. If you are really unwilling Being threatened, how could he do his best?"

"He still treats him as a friend, so he helps you like this, but you think that your master has been wronged, and you are self-righteous."

He didn't look at Nangong Cangao, nor did he look at Lu Feng who was pale and trembling all over. Jun Zhanran's mocking eyes made Han Shi very angry. He opened his mouth to argue, but found that he had nothing to say.

Thinking about it carefully, these words really make sense, but that was the original situation, and now Miss Mu Zhaoxia may be given death, if she really died, what would happen to the general and Yingshuai?

Han Shi calmed down, feeling even more heavy in his heart.

Nangong Cang Ao is all for Jun Zhanran, he is not wrong, and Mu Zhaoran is all for his only sister, he is not wrong, so now, who is wrong?

"...Grandfather." Aiming at this gap in speech, Lu Feng spoke cautiously, but unfortunately no one paid attention, Jun Zhanran didn't look at him.Ever since Jun Zhanran said those words, Nangong Cangao's eyes were fixed on one person, without any concealment.

Jun Zhanran had no choice but to turn around.

"It's really my Zhanran." The man in black just said this with a smile, as if admiring.

It seems like it was yesterday, he was under the city gate, watching him being carried out of the carriage, the pure white fur stretched all the way, stretching far away, under the eyes of everyone, there was someone sitting in a wheelchair with a disability, But full of luxury.

At that moment, all eyes had to fall on him.

Nangong Cangao thought about the past, the Jun Zhanran who was full of secrets and resentment, also saw the Jun Zhanran who was already connected with him.

His eyes were so intense that it was impossible for Jun Zhanran to pretend that he hadn't seen them. He coughed and shook his head, as if he was too lazy to pay attention. When he turned his head, a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Grandfather... help... save the villain..." Lu Feng suddenly fell to the ground, huddled into a ball, and kept yelling.

"Tell me first, where is the letter? Did the Lord Xishou ask you to bring a message?" There was no trace of mercy, and Jun Zhanran's tone did not fluctuate.

"The letter...the letter is here..." Lu Feng tremblingly took out the letter raft hidden in his arms, "I only said that I would hand it to you, and the other kings didn't say anything."

Xisu is a land of fish and rice, and the folk customs are not aggressive. Among the four countries, they should be the last to want to see war. Jun Zhanran took the letter raft and has not opened it yet.

"He has been poisoned, and if he doesn't give the antidote, he will die." Nangong Cangao is in a good mood now, so he said this with a smile. He didn't seem to worry at all that the death of the envoy of the West Su Kingdom would affect them. What trouble.

The man holding the letter raft flicked his sleeves lightly, while opening the letter raft, "Leng Xin San just makes him suffer from a cold, it won't be fatal."

Was it all a lie just now?Lu Feng seemed to come back after walking from the underworld, he felt relieved, collapsed on the ground, and was afraid for a while.

This king Zhan played with other people's lives so lightly and applauded. If he wanted to, he only needed to change a poison, and he would become a corpse right now.

And I never found out how I was poisoned, and I don't know how to be detoxified, I only know that I am much more comfortable now, and I no longer shiver from the cold.

Adding a bit of fear to the awe, Lu Feng smiled wryly, "I often hear the king say that being an enemy to King Zhan is worse than being a friend, that's really good."

"If you want me to say, it's better to be more cautious in choosing friends!" Someone came from a distance, armor collided, and there was a slight knocking sound, black hair was high, and a plume made of black iron, slanted into the sideburns, followed behind The face is stern, and the number of people is no less than twenty or thirty.

"Mu Zhaoran." Nangong Cang Ao turned his head and said goodbye to the old friend, but it was not the scene of the past.

The person who came was Tie Yufei General Mu Zhaoran. Seeing that his confidant Han Shi had not returned for a long time, he knew that something had happened, so he led people to chase after him. Although he saw these people in front of him, it was unexpected, but it was also reasonable, otherwise, who would stop him? Han Shi arrests people.

His face was dark, and his facial features, which had become deeper, were vaguely still the appearance of the handsome young man at the beginning, with a little more coldness and vicissitudes, only the pair of peach blossom eyes remained the same.

"Nangong Cang Ao!"