As he walked along, Mu Zifeng muttered to himself.
If it weren't for the Marshal's majesty, he might have looked back many times out of curiosity.
At this time, Mu Zifeng was extremely curious about the extremely beautiful girl.
I remember that Liuyun had refused the marriage proposal from the Yaochi Li family for the sake of the fourth daughter of the Su family. He had specifically inquired about the fourth daughter of the Su family and heard that she was a beautiful lady, but in terms of beauty, she could not compare to the fairy of the Yaochi fairy. But now this girl, with such beauty, how could she compare to that Li Yaoyao?
And that powerful mysterious man, was he the peerless master who went crazy in mid-air? Later, he sent people to investigate and found that all the millions of soldiers in the Northern Desert were buried underground. This discovery made Marshal Mu dizzy.
So along the way, Mu Zifeng tried his best to suppress his curiosity and rode his horse all the way.
The military camp center was soon reached.
There is a guard post every ten steps and a sentry every five steps, and the security is very strict.
The dragon-scale horse stopped in front of Mu Zifeng's tent.
Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun get off the carriage.
At this moment, apart from being a little pale in front of his face, Nangong Liuyun's whole body exuded a noble demeanor and peerless elegance, as if emitting a dazzling light all over his body, making people dare not look directly at him.
Nangong Liuyun and Su Luo entered the central military tent side by side, followed by Mu Zifeng and his group.
After everyone sat down to rest, Mu Zifeng pulled Nangong Liuyun aside, bumped his arm casually, and pointed at Patriarch Mo in a low voice: "That..."
Nangong Liuyun smiled faintly: "I wonder what uncle wants to ask?"
"Did that person go to... uh... the Northern Desert Camp seven days ago?" Mu Zifeng asked, a little nervously. Standing atop the mountain that day, that unprecedented scene would resurface in his mind whenever he closed his eyes, and every time he thought of it, he broke into a cold sweat.
He had heard that killing people was like harvesting rice, but that person's killing was more than just harvesting rice. It was like firing a cannon. With one punch, a large number of people fell to the ground, and this area was tens of thousands of people.
Nangong Liuyun pursed his lips and smiled, nodding calmly: "If uncle is referring to the annihilation of the Beimo army camp that day, then it is definitely him."
"Huh?" Mu Zifeng froze, as if struck by lightning. He'd only suspected it, but it was actually true... Cold sweat began to break out on Mu Zifeng's back.
Yes, a million soldiers were wiped out with a wave of his hand. How terrifying is this person? What's more, this peerless strong man looks cold and gloomy, and I'm afraid that he will offend if I'm not careful.
"Do you have any friendship with this old man?" Mu Zifeng asked in a low voice.
He had no other request, he just hoped that this peerless strong man would not go crazy and let the Eastern Jin army and the Northern Desert army suffer the same fate. Apart from that, he had no other request.
Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands behind his back, glancing in Su Luo's direction. "If your uncle needs help, you might as well ask Luo Luo for help. He belongs to Luo Luo."
"Luoluo?" Mu Zifeng asked in surprise. If he remembered correctly, the Su family's concubine was named Su Luo...
"Yes, it's Su Luo." Nangong Liuyun seemed to have guessed what he was thinking and nodded lightly.
"What?!" Mu Zifeng was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and in excitement he almost bit off his tongue. He stammered, "What did you say?"
Nangong Liuyun looked back in feigned confusion: "Is it so hard to understand?"
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