On the way up, Mu Zifeng muttered to himself in his heart.
If it weren't for the majesty of the commander, he might have turned back many times curiously.
At this time, Mu Zifeng was really curious about that beautiful girl.
I remember that Liu Yun refused to marry the Li family in Yaochi for the sake of the fourth Miss Su family. He had specially inquired about the fourth Miss Su family. He heard that she was a beautiful woman, but in terms of appearance, it was still not comparable. Fairy of Yaochi. But now this girl, with this face, how can Li Yaoyao be compared
And that powerful mysterious man, was that the peerless powerhouse who went mad in midair? Later, he sent someone to investigate and found that all the millions of soldiers in the North Desert were buried underground. This discovery made Marshal Mu dizzy.
So on the way, Mu Zifeng tried his best to hold back his curiosity and drove away all the way.
The barracks center will soon arrive.
There are ten steps, one post, five steps and one post, and the guards are very strict.
The dragon-scaled horse stopped in front of Mu Zifeng's tent.
Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun out of the carriage.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun was a little paler in front of him, but his noble bearing and peerless splendor seemed to exude 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, pretended to bump his arm unintentionally, lowered his voice and pointed at Old Ancestor Mo: "That..."
Nangong Liuyun smiled lightly: "I don't know what uncle wants to ask?"
"Did that one go to... uh... Beimo military camp seven days ago?" Mu Zifeng was a little nervous. When he stood on the top of the mountain that day, the scene of the ancient and modern, as long as he closed his eyes, came to his mind, and every time he thought of it, he was shocked into a cold sweat.
He has heard that killing is like harvesting rice, but that murderer is more than harvesting rice? That's just a magnifying gun. One punch passed, and a large piece fell down, and this piece was in units of 10,000 people.
Nangong Liuyun pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded calmly: "If my uncle refers to the fact that the Beimo military camp was wiped out that day, then yes, it is him."
"Ah?" Mu Zifeng froze as if struck by lightning. Originally it was just suspicion, but I didn't expect it to be true... Mu Zifeng's back began to sweat.
That's right, how terrifying is this kind of person, when millions of soldiers are wiped out in the blink of an eye? What's more, this peerless powerhouse looks cold and cold, and he is afraid that he will be offended if he is not careful.
"Do you have friendship with his old man...?" Mu Zifeng asked in a low voice.
He had no other request, but only hoped that this peerless powerhouse would not go mad and let the Eastern Jin army end up the same as the Bei Mo army. Apart from that, he had nothing else to ask for.
Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced in the direction of Su Luo: "Uncle has something to do, why don't you go ask Luoluo, he is a Luoluo person."
"Luoluo?" Mu Zifeng asked in surprise. If he remembered correctly, the little prostitute from the Su residence seemed to be called Su Luo...
"That's right, 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, almost bit his tongue off in excitement, and stammered, "What, what did you say?"
Nangong Liuyun looked back pretending to be confused: "Is it so difficult to understand?"