Chapter 77
The sun was pouring down on Junzi's surroundings, and his complexion was pale, just like the calm Nanyang River in Qingzhou at this time.

"Ayan, follow me out for a walk."

He stepped forward involuntarily, holding the girl's catkin.

"Sir!"

A muffled call came after him, and Mu Yuncheng paused.

"My lord, the antidote to the 'black miasma' has not yet been formulated in large quantities. If you insist on fighting, you will definitely lose!"

Mu Yuncheng gave a short chuckle, and looked up at the sky.

"Binggong, for three days in a row, there was no cloud in the sky. Bai Qi wanted to take advantage of the right time and place to do a lot of evil. We also have to see if the heavens will lend him."

"The wind and cloud are changing, and the weather is treacherous, how can the son bet on it!"

"By justice," Mu Yuncheng looked sideways, and his voice could not hear any anger or anger, "The people of Qingzhou have already evacuated. If the Liang army retreats again, the entire Qingzhou will be included in the territory of the Northern Qi Dynasty. You really don't care at all?"

"Being included in the territory of the Northern Qi Dynasty is better than letting the prince die here!"

Binggong was heartbroken, "Could it be that because of a Laoshizi formula, the prince didn't even want his life?"

Xiyan's heart sank!
Did you know about the recipe impartially?
That's right, Wu Xian was invited into the Central Plains for no reason. According to his impartial nature, if he didn't find out why, it would not be impartial!

Mu Yuncheng didn't respond, but just said, "At least, if you stay, I still have half the chance of winning."

"My son! My son..."

The righteous regret was ignored by Mu Yuncheng, he took the girl by the hand, and disappeared at the gate of the mansion after only a moment.

Xi Yan was half pushed and dragged onto the street by Mu Yuncheng. For a moment, the desolate scenery spread out in front of her eyes. She opened her lips slightly and was speechless for a while.

The hustle and bustle of the first day is still in front of our eyes, and it has only been a few months before and after, and the surrounding area has already been empty.

"My son, let's... go back to Guangling, okay?"

She was silent for a while, and finally couldn't bear it and walked forward.

The Gu worm controlled the heart, fine beads of sweat had already oozed from the girl's forehead.

Mu Yuncheng lifted his sleeve and wiped it for her, then slightly curled up his index finger, and gently scratched the tip of her nose playfully:
"Why is Ah Yan the same as that long-winded little old man?"

"I...I don't want to stay in Qingzhou..."

She lowered her head, puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and silently complained about the obsession of the person in front of her.

"Well, when this battle is over and I get the antidote formula, I will take you back to Guangling."

"But……"

A gust of cool wind blew across the cheeks, and then rolled up the dilapidated bamboo baskets.

Xi Yan's heart was pounding, this evil wind came so strangely!
She carefully captured the direction of the willows not far away, and after confirming that it was the south wind, she hurriedly looked at Mu Yuncheng.

Solemn footsteps resounded from all around, and the shouts of soldiers rang in the ears. Mu Yuncheng frowned, picked up the girl in front of him by the waist, and hurried back to the mansion.

At the same time, someone came with a horse, and the horse's hooves flew up, stirring up dust all over the place.

"My son! It's not good, the princess is gone!"

Mu Yunsheng?
Xiyan blinked in astonishment, and an ominous premonition spread all over her body.

Mu Yuncheng put down the girl in his arms, and stepped forward hastily, "Where is the princess missing?"

"On the way back to Guangling, in a blink of an eye..."

Binggong had already trotted over at this time, and his voice was tempered with uncontrollable anxiety, "My Sheng'er, what happened to her! What happened to her!"

The wind tended to increase, Mu Yuncheng turned to Binggong and said, "Binggong, why don't you go and look for it."

Looking around impartially, he then shook his head, "No, I'm not good at tracking, what's more, the war is about to break out, the son is going to find Sheng'er, I leave this to the old man!"

(End of this chapter)

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