No one still remembers that she was the eldest princess who was dressed in a rich and frugal manner in the deep palace. They only know that the woman wearing armor and a firm face is the unparalleled female general of Zhenping.

"Senior Brother Jian, Senior Brother Jian, Xia Xiaoman called Senior Brother Jian, OVER."

On the way to the prisoner camp, Xia Xiaoman waved to the subordinates who were looking admiringly, and took out the mother-child nails and contacted Jian Nanchun.

Although Jian Nanchun hasn't shown up for a long time, Xia Xiaoman knew that Senior Brother Jian was nearby.

Whether it is practice or sleeping, Senior Brother Jian must be there.

Just like, Senior Brother Lin Yi is also working hard for this great country in a corner of the world. Xia Xiaoman firmly believes in this.

Her two senior brothers have made great contributions as spiritual pillars.

"Uh..." Jian Nanchun replied quickly. During the call, he yawned and seemed not to wake up: "What's the matter... Cough, junior sister, call senior brother, what's the matter?"

Xia Xiaoman hesitated for a moment and still said his request.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Xiaoman finished speaking, Jian Nanchun was no longer sleepy and said in a serious tone: "What did you say? Do you want the secret method of searching the soul?"

"……yes."

"I don't understand that thing!" Jian Nanchun's tone became a little colder: "Even if there is, I will never be able to teach you! Junior sister! If you use the Soul Search Method, what's the difference with the Demon Sect disciple?"

"But I... have not been expelled from the sect?"

When Jian Nanchun heard this, he was speechless.

He thought to himself, isn't this a good example?

It is hard to explain in the circle if you don’t expel you from the Tianjian Sect in public!

Do you really don’t understand or do you not understand?

Jian Nanchun stammered for a while, but in the end he didn't expose this relationship and cut it off: "No!"

After saying that, Jian Nanchun took the initiative to stop the call.

Xia Xiaoman sighed, pressed the scabbard on his waist with his right hand, and stepped into the prisoner camp.

In the cages, prisoners with locked hands and feet were raised one by one at the instruction of Xia Xiaoman and knelt in a row. Behind each prisoner, there was a loyal Shenwu Army soldier who put a bright sword on the captain's neck.

The long sword is better than the snow. Xia Xiaoman did not take the Frost and Snow Sword, but pulled out the Shenwu Army's standard sword from his waist.

Because she felt... this would dirty her Frost and Snow Sword.
Chapter completed!