The silver-haired man nodded first, then narrowed his eyes, thus regaining his previous indifferent expression.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I know!" An Nuanzhi tilted his head and said, "You are my savior!"

"Haha." Sima Ling burst into laughter. It was the first time that he was called a "savior" in such an "undefended" manner!

In the past... no matter whether they were women, old people, children or men, even strong men would show an expression of extreme horror when they saw him, because he was a dangerous member of Xia Yuguo, a man who could kill people at any time, and a man who could kill people just because of a word.

, a man who drinks blood and goes crazy with his eyes, swinging a knife to kill people.

So when An Nuanzhi stared at him with clear eyes and told him that he was her "savior", it caused more than a little ripple in his heart. When he looked at her clear eyes, he could not help but let down his guard.

Even giving up killing, because all the feelings she gave him were special...

Sima Ling blinked, "If I'm just pretending in front of you, my true appearance and identity are very evil. Aren't you afraid?"

An Nuanzhi said indifferently, "Oh, evil is evil. There is no rule in this world that bad people and good people cannot be friends. You saved me, so I will make you my friend!"

"You dare to make friends with me? You are so brave!" Sima Ling suddenly laughed.

An Nuanzhi was silent and confused as to what Sima Ling meant. She just felt that this man was a bit verbose.

"Mr. Sima Ling, please stop chatting now. Ajim must be in a very bad situation now."

Sima Ling was speechless. She actually spoke to him in a very impatient tone, or in front of her, he was just a very ordinary person. This feeling made Sima Ling very strange, as if another world had been opened before his eyes.

Yes. He was full of exploration, interest, and fascination with the world she opened...

"Then, hug me!" Sima Ling made a lucky move with Qinggong. At the moment he soared into the sky, he suddenly whispered in An Nuanzhi's ear, "I have made a decision to be your friend. If you like it, just call me

Let me do it..."

Outside the Black Forest.

There were sounds of killing, horns blaring, and the two groups were fighting fiercely. One side was Sima Ling's thousand-horse bandits, and the other side was the Shang Yu army led by Lan Nian'an. The battle was quite fierce, with bare blades, blood, and wailing.

, Scream, in the wild wolf snowfield with vast white snow, the cruelty of war is replaced by a kind of original cruelty.

Lan Nian'an was riding on a tall horse with a solemn expression. Although the opponent was not many in number, he was an elite among the masters. Fortunately, his strategic deployment was thorough and he was not defeated.

About three hours later, the opponent's disadvantage became apparent, coupled with lack of preparation and leaderlessness, they were completely defeated. An adjutant was captured alive and brought to Lan Nian'an.

"Where is your leader - 'White Wolf' Sima Ling now?" Lan Nian'an's voice can be described as majestic and majestic. His domineering voice is very suitable for such a cruel and murderous war scene.

"The general has entered the wild wolf's den. If you have the ability, go to the wild wolf's den and catch him!" The adjutant seemed to be sure that Lan Nian'an would not take this risk. He was very confident when he spoke.

"You are quite talented! But...this kind of provoking method is of no use to me." Lan Nian'an sneered slightly. He ordered his subordinates to take the arrogant lieutenant down and kill him. He then jumped off the horse.

Looking at the wild wolf den in the distance, I was fascinated.

At this time, Bai Zhao walked over silently, "Prince, the wild wolf den is difficult to distinguish. It will be very dangerous to enter. Many people died in it. Even Yun Xun, the eternal master, did not come out. I guess the adjutant just now was deliberately misleading.

us."

"Really?" Lan Nian'an frowned. He and Bai Zhao had different ideas. Based on his strong intuition, he believed that the adjutant was not lying.

"Prince, what should we do next? Withdraw our troops?" Bai Zhao saw Lan Nianan's uncertain expression and continued to ask for instructions.

In fact, Bai Zhao knew very well that withdrawing his troops was the worst strategy, because as long as the "White Wolf" Sima Ling was not captured for one day, the power of the vassal king in the east would revive, and the vassal chaos in Xia Yu Kingdom would continue.

Or there will be bigger trouble!

Lan Nian'an didn't seem to hear what Bai Zhao said at all. His eyes fell on a stone pier at the entrance of the wild wolf's den, where a small pink handkerchief stood out.

"This is………………"

Bai Zhao leaned over and picked it up, and a small and beautiful name came into view - An Nuanzhi.

"This is the empress's handkerchief!" Bai Zhao looked stunned. If An Nuan's handkerchief fell here, does that mean she is in the dark forest of the wild wolf's den...

Bai Zhao's expression suddenly became serious!

At this time, Lan Nian'an also saw the words on the handkerchief clearly, and he commanded majestically.

"Prepare horses, rations, wolf-slaying knives and maps. I want to go in."

ah?

Bai Zhao was dumbfounded. Did their prince risk his life for the sake of the princess? This is a wild wolf den where everyone is afraid and ghosts are worried. The scary thing inside is not only the countless wolves, but also the

There are even stranger and bizarre things that remain unsolved...

But Bai Zhao knew very well that anything decided by their prince would not be changed easily. He could only pray to God that their prince would be blessed and live longer...

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"Ajim————"

"Ajim————"

At this moment, An Nuanzhi was one and the same, and her heart was filled with uneasiness. She was really distressed because when she and Sima Ling returned to the tree where Ajim was before, Ajim disappeared.

Gone!

Ajim is a ten-year-old girl. It is impossible for her to leave the wild wolf den alone. The only explanation is that she was killed. Thinking of this possibility, An Nuanzhi's tears dripped down. She

Silently, he put his hands together on his chest, hoping that Ajim was okay.

Sima Ling was silent. When he saw tears rolling down An Nuanzhi's red cheeks, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle unconsciously. This strange feeling gave him an indescribable strangeness.

He raised his hand into the air and gently placed it on her fair cheek, wiping away the crystal tears.

"Don't worry, the kid should be fine. There are no traces of her blood on or under the tree. She probably hasn't gone far." Sima Ling comforted him awkwardly.

He himself was a little surprised. In his life, he had never been so nervous about anyone, nor had he been so comforted by anyone. He had always been alone, with no friends or family, only himself.

He grew up among wolves and has long adapted to the survival rules of wolves.

Could it be that he... already has a crush on her, or that he has been involuntarily attracted to her since the first meeting?

An Nuanzhi was also startled. She didn't expect Sima Ling to wipe away her tears. It was such an intimate gesture, and it seemed a bit too much...

Thinking of this, An Nuanzhi quickly turned around and turned her back to him.

She didn't want him to misunderstand anything. She just regarded him as a casual friend. But what about him? What was he thinking?
Chapter completed!