Nan Xuan Ge finally stopped and raised his eyebrows rather bored, noncommittal, "Brother Six Emperors, what are you running? I am not a ghost, or... Do you think I am a ghost? Huh?" People just feel cold on their back.
Nan Jingyu's legs weakened, her face suddenly lost blood, and she yelled in an imposing manner: "Nan Xuange, what on earth do you want to do?! This is the Hall of Supreme Harmony! Could it be that you want to murder your brother in front of hundreds of civil and military officials? !"
He was really scared. In the past few years, Nan Xuange has fought in the North Desert and has never returned. However, his outstanding achievements and the fame of the world have spread to every inch of Nan Qin's land. The barbarians in Beimo are extremely cruel. They rushed to kill the people around Tongguan, burned, killed, and looted. When they met young women or beautiful women, they all snatched them. After ruining their innocence, the women would no longer have a face to survive. They died with hatred.
As soon as Nan Xuange arrived at Tongguan, his morale skyrocketed and his first battle was a complete victory. He even cut off the head of General Bei Mo and hung it high above the city wall in order to emulate you. Since then, every time Nan Xuange defeated, there was an extra head on the city wall, and after three years, there were as many as 214 heads hanging from above!
Some people feel that this approach is bloody and cruel, while others feel that it is very pleasing. His Royal Highness is doing harm to the people. What's wrong? !
In short, every piece of news reached Nanjing Yu's ears, which made his heart tense, and he felt a sense of crisis all the time. The killer he sent obviously saw Nan Xuange with a sword in his chest, falling into the turbulent river, and there was absolutely no possibility of surviving.
But now—
Nanjing Yu was standing in front of him alive, looking down at him condescendingly, with smiles and non-smiling eyes, as if he had seen through all conspiracies and tricks.
Nan Xuan Ge was amused by Nan Jingyu's words, now come to talk to him about brothers? Don't say that he has never regarded him as a brother, even if there is, he dare not want this kind of brother who will kill him!
"Sneer—" Nan Xuange frowned and smiled helplessly, "Nan Jingyu ah, Nanjing Yu, who gave you the courage to come to me... Oh no, you are brothers and sisters to me?!"
He finished speaking unceremoniously, looking around for a week, all the ministers were silent, Nan Xuange smiled calmly, "Come here, take the emperor to the side hall to rest. The waiting scene is too bloody, don't defile the emperor. Master Qingming's eyes!"
Then, he nodded to the emperor master, the emperor knew clearly, his eyes closed lightly, and he turned and left to the side hall.
"Nan Xuan Ge!"
Nan Jingyu stepped back again, Nan Xuan Ge's unsalty tone was terrifying, and sometimes the quiet expression hidden under the calmness was even more frightening.
"What are you going to do, second brother! Second brother, seventh brother... Save me, Nan Xuange wants to murder me!"
He was like a person who accidentally fell off a cliff, scratching his hands in the void, trying to grab a life-saving straw.
However, the reason why the life-saving straw is straw is that the root of the straw is loose. As long as it receives external force, it will be drawn into the bottomless cliff along with the people in trouble.
No one is stupid, knowing that the situation is set, and there are so many soldiers in battle armor around, no one will give up his life for a dying person!
Nanjing Yu really had nowhere to go. Whoever he ran to, like hiding from the plague, ran away quickly, stopping him from approaching with disgusting eyes.