Chapter 1025 Xiao Junze's Son Will Kill His Father
Kangzhe Camp.
The wind was still crying outside, and no one dared to rush in to save people. The fire was too strong.
"Sister is inside."
"General!"
Kangzhe didn't stop and rushed directly into the fire.
Everyone was shocked and thought Kangzhe was crazy.
The fire is so big...
The wind is strong in the land of the Western Barbarians, and the tents are covered with thick cotton roofs and surrounded by thick haystacks. The fire is too strong for those inside to escape, and those outside will die if they enter.
After rushing into the camp, Kangzhe's breathing became a little rapid.
Standing in the firelight, he looked at the disheveled worshiping moon lying on the ground, and suddenly... he felt a very strange feeling.
He's been really weird lately.
This damn feeling is like being eaten by thousands of ants.
"Moon worship!" Kangzhe broke the chain on the moon worshiper's feet and held him in his arms.
The wooden beams burned and fell straight down.
Kangzhe held Bai Yue in his arms and withstood the blow of the wooden beam.
He had no sense of pain, and his back was badly burned and he couldn't feel it.
Bai Yue looked at Kang Zhe helplessly and smiled sarcastically.
"Have you not had enough fun, General?"
Kangzhe glanced at Baiyue coldly, stood up, hugged her tightly, and walked out of the fire step by step.
The flames burned Kangzhe's skin, but Baiyue was well protected by him.
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"General! Princess Yunlan is here."
In front of the camp, my men came to report.
Murong Di's heart tightened, and his eyes fell on the figure riding a horse from the city gate, kneeling on one knee. "General Murong Di, please see the princess."
Nangu Yunlan got off his horse and walked up to Murong Di. "General Murong, what happened?"
"The masters of Darkmei Tower attacked the Grain and Grass Camp. Our soldiers tried their best to build the city wall and neglected to defend..." Murong Di explained in a low voice.
"Food and grass are the basis of marching. The general is too careless." Nan Gu Yunlan frowned and turned to look at Jing Li on the horse. "This is my only young master in Gu Jia."
Murong Di raised his head and glanced at Jing Li, then lowered his head and raised his hand. "I will see you, young master."
Jing Li's fingers holding the reins slowly tightened and he said nothing.
It was this person who almost caused Mu Zheyu to die in Longju Pass.
"Young Master, please take a step to speak." Murong Di raised his hand and motioned for Jing Li to follow him to the tent.
"No need." Jing Li looked coldly at the current situation of Ximan. The city gate and wall have been basically completed.
For Fengtian and Tianxia, this is like planting a seed that can sprout at any time.
"Mu Feng, you promised me." Nan Gu Yunlan's voice was a little urgent, and her eyes were red. "I don't want to... threaten you, but look at... these soldiers, each has his own master. You only saw the Fengtian soldiers.
sacrifice, have you seen their sacrifice, they...are all for you."
Jing Li looked away and chose to escape.
"You are tired too... take the young master down to rest." Seeing Jing Li escaping, Nan Gu Yunlan lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
Murong Di couldn't say much and could only signal his men to take Jing Li away.
"Young Master...it is normal that he cannot change his identity. After all, he is the general of Fengtian. A general has absolute honor and absolute loyalty." Murong Di comforted in a low voice.
Nangu Yunlan did not speak, but took a private look. "How did you do what you were asked to do?"
"Now is not the time. Kang Zhe and others...at least half of them are members of the Great Elder." Murong Di spoke in a low voice and led Nan Gu Yunlan into the camp.
"Currently, we can only choose to cooperate with those short-lived ghosts first." When Nan Gu Yunlan mentioned the Wu Clan, his eyes were full of hatred and contempt.
Murong Di nodded. "The Western Barbarians are under construction. The Great Elder still trusts me. I will temporarily hold control of the Western Barbarians. After all, Kangzhe is only suitable to be a sharp sword and is not suitable to rule a country that has just started."
Nangu Yunlan walked to Murong Di and hugged him from behind. "So tired..."
My heart is so tired.
The younger brother she finally found was not of the same mind as her.
But she had endured it for so many years, and she did not hesitate to commit herself to Murong Di... for the sake of the Nangu family, and for the world of the Gujia Dynasty...
But she has done so much, but in the end it is not all for this younger brother.
She wants to help him win the world.
Help her...get everything that should belong to the Nangu family.
Murong Di took a deep breath, turned around and hugged Nan Gu Yunlan. "He is our young master. He was born to shoulder this responsibility. Don't worry... I will help you."
Nangu Yunlan let go of Murong Di and slowly untied his clothes. "I'm tired, help me take a bath."
"good……"
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Western Region, Dark Charm Tower.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
Aya hung on Amu's back, looking at the back of Amu who was carefully carving under the tree.
The man has a stooped figure, wears a cloak and a hood, and has trembling fingers. He looks like an old man in his seventies.
He is the man Jing Li hides in the deepest part of Anmei Tower, and his position is as important as Aya's.
Aya has seen this strange old man since the first day she came here.
"This is my lover..." The old man's voice was hoarse and he placed a carved puppet in Aya's hand.
Aya jumped off Amu's back and said happily. "Grandpa, you are so awesome, and your lover is so beautiful."
"She was once the strongest female secret guard beside the Queen of Southern Xinjiang..." When the old man talked about his lover, his eyes were shining.
"The Queen of Southern Xinjiang..." Aya nodded thoughtfully. "She is brother Fuyao's mother and my aunt."
The old man smiled and nodded. "You are very smart."
"But where is she?" Aya asked curiously.
"She died..." the old man's voice trembled, and his eyes looked into the distance. "She died in the hands of the elders of the Wu clan."
Aya lowered her head sadly and held the old man's hand sadly. "I'm sorry."
The man's fingers were all covered with hideous scars, like scars from a comprehensive burn.
"Silly girl." The old man smiled and shook his head.
"Sir, it's time for you to take medicine."
The old man looked back at the secret guard coming in front of him, and stood up with his body propped up.
Aya calculated his age. "If his lover is the queen's aunt's secret guard, then he shouldn't be an old man."
Amu tilted his head and gestured with his teeth and claws. "Injury..."
He was seriously injured.
It's not old.
…
The man walked tremblingly and entered his room.
The room is full of divination tools, jujube wood, peach wood, hanging money... turtle shells.
"Send a message to the Pavilion Master. The hexagram has changed. The purple star is shining. The same demon star has arrived. His Majesty Fengtian's son will be the key to the unification of the world..."
"Sir, you said earlier that the child... would kill his father." The secret guard was a little confused.
Previously, because the husband's hexagram said that the child would kill his father, the master tried every means to take the child away from Xiao Junze and Chaoyang and raise it alone.
Now, has it become the key again?
"Patricide... does not conflict with the key to unifying the world..." The man's fingers were trembling. "But you have to remember that the hexagrams and prophecies... are not unchangeable. Man can defeat heaven... and it cannot be violated.
More credible.”
"Yes, sir."
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In the garden.
Aya was still happily playing with the windmill in her hand, spending time with Amu carefree.
The man stood at a high place, his figure still stooped.
This child... is also pitiful.
How long can such happiness last?
Her birth itself... was the choice made by Empress Changsun for her son.