Feng Wuyou squatted down and was about to touch him, but the man suddenly woke up.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand and wanted to pinch Feng Wuyou.

"Stop exerting force."

Feng Wuyou didn't mind the dirty blood and mud on his hands, and he grabbed it: "I am Feng Wuyou, and Emperor Yan is here."

Xiao Jinglan let himself appear in his sight: "I am Xiao Jinglan..." "Little...Little Marshal!"

The man was instantly excited.

Is he dreaming?

He actually saw the little marshal! Xiao Jinglan had long been Emperor Yan, but in the eyes of him and many soldiers, Xiao Jinglan was still the little marshal of that time, and was the person they trust the most.

When he encountered danger, he saw Xiao Jinglan, it means that everything was over.

"Little Marshal... Let's..." He pointed in his arms with difficulty.

But... before I finished speaking, my head suddenly tilted and my breath was completely cut off.

He was so injured that he had seven or eight deep bone-like wounds on his body. The latest one, at least three days ago, had already purulent and ulcerated.

It would be a miracle to be able to hold on here.

When he saw Xiao Jinglan, the things he couldn't let go of were settled, so that Feng Wuyou didn't even have time to deal with him.

Seeing his reassured look, Xiao Jinglan squatted down and reached out to close his eyes.

He took out a letter from the cracks in the edge of his clothes with ease, and Xiao Jinglan said, "I'll be buried well."

"yes."

Yan Lin replied in a low voice.

Before Qin Yan was separated, these were their brothers together.

At this moment, no one's mood can get better.

The letter has been stained with blood, but Xiao Jinglan, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, doesn't care at all.

He quickly finished reading the letter.

“What was written?”

Feng Wuyou asked.

"nothing."

Xiao Jinglan directly handed the letter to Feng Wuyou.

It turns out that nothing was written in the letter, just Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan sent someone to tell Cheng Si'an what happened. Cheng Si'an added some of his own judgments and sent this person to send it out.

The letter itself has nothing, so the important thing is to send the letter.

This man went to Anling, but he was so injured, which means that someone didn't want him to come to Anling, so he sent someone to rob and kill him on the way.

But who doesn't want him to go to Anling?

What is that person afraid of being exposed?

A thought flashed through Feng Wuyou's mind, which shocked her suddenly.

"Zhenglan..." she whispered softly.

"Barbarian Army."

Xiao Jinglan whispered: "If what I expected is, the real destination of the barbarian army is Anling."

Feng Wuyou's thoughts turned and reached out to hold Xiao Jinglan's hand: "Jinglan..." She wanted to say that Anling was in danger this time.

When pursuing the barbarians, she and Xiao Jinglan made speculations that the destination of the barbarian army might be Beiliang or Yanyun, because these two places are the most convenient, just crossing eastward for a few days.

Moreover, these two places bordering Xiqin are remote, and the entry of the army is not easy to be noticed.

They never thought it was Anling.

Anling is the capital of the Western Qin Dynasty. It has been through the journey, and it is a major city in Gaocheng. I don’t know how many of them are.

If a large group of troops marched over, wouldn’t they seek death?

But now the barbarian army is heading in that direction.

Even if we cut off the connection with the northwest, how can we pass those levels and those big cities?

The barbarians may not have much experience in fighting, but they are not fools, so they are not stupid enough to fight all the way.

If that was the case, there would be almost no need to go to Anling. They could walk halfway through the journey and the team would be almost gone.

What's more, they came from the sea and had no logistics supply yet.

The war of attrition was fought unless they were kicked in the brain by a donkey.

There is only one possibility for them to do this.

That is... they have already taken measures to deal with it.

Being able to settle so many cities and towns means that you can hide it more tightly and strictly in Anling City.

To put it more bluntly, it is very likely that the barbarian army is at the city, and the people in Anling City don’t know what happened.

So Feng Wuyou wanted to say that Anling is in danger.

But... when she touched Xiao Jinglan's hand, she changed her words to the edge of her mouth.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Xiao Jinglan's hands have always been warm. No matter when he holds her, it will only make her feel warm.

But now, his hands are colder than ice.

"Wuyou, if I say, I want to save An Ling, would you feel that I am inexplicable?"

Xiao Jinglan looked at her calmly.

Feng Wuyou was slightly stunned.

“Isn’t this taken for granted?”

She said.

"Absolutely?"

This time it was Xiao Jinglan's turn to be surprised.

"nonsense."

Feng Wuyou is not polite: "My father's notes said that the barbarian mother god is crazy and has hatred for the Tianlan continent. When she arrives in Tianlan, she will definitely start a massacre.

Although Tianlan and several countries are fighting each other, they are now facing foreign enemies, so of course they must be united in the foreign countries!”

Unanimously externally?

This word is not a new word, but when used in this place, it feels like a new interpretation of the old word.

"And..." Feng Wuyou hadn't finished speaking: "How capable and how much responsibility you have.

In terms of military ability, who can compare with you on Tianlan Continent?

How can you do if you don’t put in more effort?”

Xiao Jinglan looked at Feng Wuyou, the gloom on his face dissipated a little, and the corners of his lips became more and more curved uncontrollably.

"Are you praising me?"

Feng Wuyou:...Your Majesty, you made the point wrong! "Mr. Yan, we are discussing the important matter."

Feng Wuyou said.

"I'm talking about the serious business."

Things in the world are important, and things in Feng Wuyou are also important.

These two are not serious.

If one day the world and Feng Wuyou are on both ends of the scale.

Give up the world and win the phoenix without worries.

Feng Wuyou was slightly embarrassed, but he still nodded: "I'm praising you."

This man's military use has always been speechless.

"You can praise a few more words."

Xiao Jinglan asked.

"You've had enough!"

He actually got more and more effort.

Xiao Jinglan smiled, reached out to hold Feng Wuyou's hand, his eyes soft to the extreme: "If you don't praise a few more words today, you will not be able to hear it some days."

Feng Wuyou was stammering.
To be continued...