Chapter 697 The Emperor Fights
"emperor……?"
Nan Yan widened her eyes and looked at the tall figure.
The faint firelight in the earthen building could only illuminate the resolute outline of his face, but even if it was just a slight outline, Nan Yan could recognize it.
That is——Zhu Feng!
"emperor!"
She screamed, jumped up from the ground, and immediately rushed towards the door.
However, just when she was about to touch that person and there was only a little distance between them, she suddenly stopped.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at the tall, soaking wet man.
Water was still dripping from his hair and clothes.
However, because of the scorching heat in his body, it seemed as if he was trying to evaporate the moisture from his body, and his whole body was emitting a faint white smoke.
This made her doubt again.
After all, is this the real Zhu Feng?
Or, is it just my imagination, how he looks like?
While she was thinking about it, she saw the tall figure reaching out his hand to her and grabbing the back of her head.
Before she could react, her whole body was pressed heavily against his chest.
Being hugged!
Nan Yan was dumbfounded, her cheek pressed against his chest, which was still wet from his clothes but still exuded his hot body temperature.
"emperor……"
It's really him.
Those big, strong hands.
That solid, heavy and reliable chest, like a rock.
And his breath, his smell...
Everything is just like in the dream.
Nan Yan couldn't help but stretch out her hands and hug his waist.
His hands tightly wrapped around her slender body, even exerting some uncontrolled force, almost twisting her body apart.
The two of them just hugged each other stupidly.
It was unknown how long it took before Nan Yan slowly lifted her face from his arms. At this moment, she could see the expression on his face more clearly. It was as if he was extremely eager, and after finally being satisfied, his whole body was tense to the limit.
My eyes are also a little red.
Nan Yan asked, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
After asking this question, she shuddered again - why would Zhu Feng come?
This place is within the territory of the Nian Kingdom, and it is a completely uncontrolled deserted city. How could he come here?
The next moment, she shouted again: "It's too dangerous here!"
Zhu Feng's breathing was so heavy that it was almost inaudible. He stared at her with burning eyes: "It's dangerous here. Then what are you doing here?!"
"……Well?"
After hearing what he said, Nan Yan seemed to come back to her senses.
At this time, the surrounding light shook a little. Because the earth building was originally narrow, the movement of the light gave people the feeling that the entire earth building was shaking.
She turned around hurriedly and saw Monk taking the candle lit by the wizard and slowly standing up.
The wizard had already fallen to the ground, no longer breathing.
Nan Yan's heart couldn't help but sink.
She subconsciously understood one thing in her mind -
In the world, only Monk knows the secret technique of determining his own life experience and blood relationship.
And at this moment, he stood in front of them, looking at Zhu Feng.
After a while, he said, "Emperor of Yan Country."
Zhu Feng looked at him solemnly but didn't say anything.
This scene reminded Nan Yan of the time when the two of them met near the Great Wall Moat not long ago.
Unexpectedly, after a period of time, the two emperors met again.
But they met in such a place, in such an almost embarrassing state.
No one would believe this even if she told others about it, but it happened right before her eyes. The two emperors of Yan and Dian appeared alone in this deserted city!
There was no music or guards around them.
There is only myself and the little light in Munch's hand.
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Monk?"
Monk also looked at him, the flickering firelight illuminating the faint curve at the corner of his mouth. He said, "Zhu Feng?"
The two people have confirmed each other's identities.
The next moment, Zhu Feng took a step towards Monk.
He was tall and imposing, and the wind he created with each step shook the candle in Monk's hand, giving people the aura of moving mountains and overturning seas. Nan Yan subconsciously grabbed his wrist and said, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what should I do?"
As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Monk.
Are they going to take action here?
Nan Yan suddenly panicked!
When emperors fight, shouldn't there be thousands of troops and bloodshed on the battlefield? She never thought that two emperors would bump into each other and fight.
Moreover, she knew Zhu Feng's skills, but Monk——
Although he pretended to be sick, he had not been seen doing anything during this period.
Just when Nan Yan was so nervous that she didn't know what to do, suddenly, there was a heavy sound of footsteps outside, as if a lot of people were surrounding the courtyard of the earthen building.
Then, they heard a voice—
"emperor!"
It's Arslan!
As soon as she heard this voice, Nan Yan's face changed immediately.
It was obvious that he brought people here, and there were quite a few of them.
In this way, Zhu Feng would——
She did this for a moment, then immediately strode to Zhu Feng's side, pretending to protect him. She looked out from the door and saw that outside the courtyard, many heads were swaying in the distance, and standing at the door was the tall Arslan.
He obviously sensed something unusual in the yard and was cautious not to rush in immediately.
But when he looked up, he saw the tall figure at the door.
"you--"
His eyes suddenly widened, like a bright light in the night.
All of a sudden, the people around him all drew their swords, strung their bows, and aimed countless weapons at Zhu Feng at the same time.
However, another sound came from behind the wall on the other side.
It was as if a sword was unsheathed and an arrow was strung!
Nan Yan turned her head and saw that there seemed to be many black shadows swaying on the other side, but they were not as obvious as the people brought by Arslan, and they could not be chopped clearly.
Those are—
Zhu Feng looked outside with a blank expression and said in a deep voice, "He's my man."
so--
Now, is it really right?
But for some reason, Nan Yan felt relieved.
Finally, it looks like a fight between emperors.
So, outside the door, the men brought by Arslan and the men brought by Zhu Feng were confronting each other, while inside the earth building, Zhu Feng and Monk were also facing each other.
The situation suddenly became tense.
The quietness of the entire deserted city turned into dead silence at this moment.
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