"Father..."

As soon as he murmured, Zhu Feng's blood-stained hands had already hit him hard.

At this critical moment, an urgent voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, don't!"

Originally, Zhu Feng had already fallen into a state of losing his mind and almost crazy. In front of his eyes, there was blood red, and almost only a blurry figure made him murderous intent. There was even a roar in his ears, and the sound of the wind and the roar of people were intertwined, and he could no longer hear any other sounds.

But for some reason, at this moment, the scream was like a sword, piercing through his chaotic world in an instant.

It seemed as if a light shone on his spiritual platform with the appearance of that sound.

Zhu Feng's steps stopped, and his bloody hands stopped at the point where Li Zhu Chengjun was not too much. Even the blood stained on his palms pounced on Zhu Chengjun's face with a bloody storm.

The child opened his eyes wide and looked at everything in front of him without blinking.

He had even forgotten to be afraid.

Zhu Feng, who was standing in front of him, had his strength, and even his murderous spirit just now, as if he had been pulled away by something at this moment.

His anxious breathing slowly calmed down, and his thunderous heartbeat seemed to gradually calm down.

He turned around and saw a thin figure standing behind him, and his sleeves were falling into the other party's hands.

It's Nanyan.

Her face was as pale as paper, as if she could not believe it, she looked at the corner of her clothes twisted on her fingertips, and then slowly raised her head to look at Zhu Feng. When she spoke, her voice was also broken.

"emperor……"

She couldn't believe it.

At that moment, when she saw Zhu Chengjun's figure appearing in the wind and sand, she realized the danger. When Zhu Feng roared towards her son, she rushed over to stop him without thinking.

But, after all, Zhu Feng was in front of her.

Even if Nan Yan wanted to stop him, she was powerless at this time. She didn't even have the opportunity to stand in front of Zhu Chengjun.

At that critical moment, she had no time to rush behind Zhu Feng and grabbed the little sleeve he raised.

And that's it-

This time, God helped her. Even though she didn't pray or promised to exchange anything, God seemed to hear the voice in her heart. She only seized this opportunity, and Zhu Feng actually stopped.

At this moment, Nan Yan's eyes turned red.

She choked and trembled, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I'm here."

“…”

"No matter what happens, I will be with you."

“…”

“I’m here.”

Zhu Feng looked at her blankly.

It was obviously just the insignificant force on his sleeve. When he was angry, it was impossible to stop him. However, at this moment, he pulled away all the strength and murderousness of his body. It seemed that something was passed from that point of involvement to his body, and even penetrated into his heart.

A slight dawn on the spiritual platform.

Zhu Feng lowered his head in panic and looked at his hands full of blood. The bloody red blood even fell down his fingers one by one. When he raised his head, the blood red in front of him was slowly fading away, and a pale little face gradually appeared from the wind and sand.

"emperor……"

Nanyan's voice trembled with her hands.

Although she was just pulling Zhu Feng's sleeves, she seemed to have already gone to hell for a while at that moment.

At this time, she couldn't see clearly or hear clearly.

He only used his instinct to hold the sleeve tighter in his palm, and then said softly: "Master, I'm here."

...

At this moment, the world seemed to be still.

Zhu Feng only heard his heartbeat, and the dark pupils of the thin and pale little woman in front of him, as if she was in the prehistoric world. Although there was only a slight invisible connection between the two, the only thing they could rely on and have was each other.

Zhu Feng said: "You——"

He wanted to say something, but before he could even get out of his mouth, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, like the mountains shattered, and he fell down dejectedly.

"emperor!"

Nan Yan was shocked and hurriedly reached out to hug him. Both of them fell heavily to the ground. Nan Yan knelt on the ground, protecting Zhu Feng's head with all his might. When he looked down, he was completely unconscious, his breath was weak, and the blood on his mouth made his face look like gold paper.

At this moment, the soldiers around them who were originally shattered by Zhu Feng's fierce appearance and bloody killing skills. The soldiers of the Neng Kingdom who only dared to be around began to move again.

They were like cunning and fierce wild wolves on the wasteland. Seeing Zhu Feng fainted, they tentatively surrounded him one by one.

"How is it? Is he not able to do it?"

"Be careful!"

"Kill him, we'll send it..."

Nan Yan was so anxious that he was sweating on his head when he saw Zhu Feng fainting. When he saw the soldiers of the Neng Kingdom surrounded him again, he was even more anxious. But there was only Zhu Chengjun who was frightened by him, and there was a knife thrown to the ground by the killed Neng Kingdom soldiers at his feet. But at this time, he had no reaction at all. Even if he was still fine, how could a teenager in his teens fight against the Neng Kingdom soldiers at this time?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan shouted anxiously: "Chen Zixiao!"

However, just as she shouted Chen Zixiao's name loudly, the soldiers of the Qing Kingdom around her seemed to have received a signal. If they did not take advantage of the current killing of the Yan Kingdom Emperor, they would never have such an opportunity again in their lives.

Seeing this, one of the young soldiers closest to them immediately waved the scimitar in their hands and howled.

Oh no!

Nan Yan held Zhu Feng in his arms, and he was pressed down by him and could not move at all. Seeing that the sharp blade was approaching, she let out a low voice, lowered her head and protected Zhu Feng in her arms with force.

“…!”

However, the expected severe pain did not come.

On the contrary, among the killing shouts around her, what she heard was a crisp sound above her head.

It seemed that someone had held the knife that was cut head-on, and also protected her and Zhu Feng.

Nan Yan slowly opened his eyes and saw a small figure standing in front of her. When he looked closely, he found that it was Zhu Chengjun who had just been scared.

At this moment, he grabbed a knife that had just been picked up from the ground in his hand, clasped his hands tightly, and held the scimitar that had already cut to the top of Nanyan Butt.

"Cheng Jun!?"

Nanyan could hardly believe his eyes.
Chapter completed!