The ruthless prince and the enchanting concubine

Chapter 176
Shu Yan visited the General's Mansion a few days ago. His killer's instinct allowed him to remember the locations of the buildings in the mansion. He turned to a place where the walls of the mansion were slightly lower, and looked around with sharp eyes. With light work, he jumped up, like a white swallow piercing the clouds, disappeared from sight.

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Consecutive days of studying the Xuanxin Sutra made Ning Yan feel a little overwhelmed. There were many obscure and profound contents in the book that she could not understand. Flipping through an idle book indiscriminately.

In the past few days, for some reason, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart, as if something big was about to happen, but she didn't know where this ominous feeling came from.

The soft sound of the window caught Ning Yan's attention. The moment she turned her head away, two carved wooden windows quietly opened, and a white figure fell silently in the room, without any life.

After seeing the white shadow's face clearly, Ning Ningyan's dignified face became clearer.

"Shu Yan, you...why are you here?" Ning Yan didn't know, so she quickly came to Shu Yan. She knew that Shu Yan and Yin Shuang would come to visit him again after completing the mission, but she didn't expect it at all. It will be in such a way.

Shu Yan shook her head lightly, signaling Ning Yanyan not to speak, turned around and gently closed the window.

"Shu Yan, have you and Yin Shuang finished your work?" Ning Yan asked in a low voice.

But Shu Yan didn't answer, he walked lightly in front of Ning Yan, with a serious expression on his face.

"Young master, something is wrong."

Hearing this, Ning Ningyan's slightly joyful face disappeared instantly...

"What's wrong? Shu Yan, what happened?"

"Young master, has Shen Haoyue left here for two or three days?" Shu Yan asked.

Ning Ningyan nodded with a serious face, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she had a premonition in her heart...

"Young master, the army led by Shen Haoyue and Nangong Jin is currently attacking Linglong Mountain. Based on the time, it is estimated that the attack has already been launched today." Shu Yan made a long story short, and told Ning Ningyan what Xuan Fengming had learned.

Before Shu Yan finished speaking, Ning Ning Yan's jade body shook suddenly, as if she had received a huge blow... Seeing this, Shu Yan stepped forward to support Ning Yan, with a faint heartache in his eyes.

"This... is this true?!" Although Ning Yan knew that Shu Yan was not that kind of witty person and would never make fun of such a thing, she still couldn't help confirming it.

"Young master, Shu Yan will not lie to you. When Yin Shuang and I came back, we met Xuan Fengming who was wandering at the door. He was struggling with how to bring this news to you. Now you are surrounded by martial arts experts. Guard, don't you know anything about this?"

At this time, Ning Yanyan didn't have time to think about these things, her starry eyes were dull, she just shook her head mechanically.

The scene of Shen Haoyue's hasty departure that day reappeared in front of Ning Yan again, his helpless smile, ambiguous words, everything was so clear.

Who would have thought that he and Nangong Jin were going to destroy Linglong Mountain?

The General's Pavilion fell into a complete silence, Shu Yan stood aside speechlessly and looked at Ning Yan, not knowing what to say, but Ning Yan sat on the wooden chair and said nothing more.

After a while, Ning Yan stood up and only said a word to Shu Yan.

"Shu Yan, take me to Linglong Mountain, and leave immediately." After speaking, Ning Yan came to the closet, took out the Feixue sword from the hidden place inside, and wrapped it around her waist carefully.

Hearing this, Shu Yan rolled her eyes lightly, and agreed softly, "Okay, young master." Then she gently hugged Ning Yan's body, opened the window, and jumped out.

Two fine horses were galloping on the path leading to Linglong Mountain, a wave of dust was raised behind them, and when the dust settled, the two horses disappeared.

Ning Ningyan sat behind Shu Yan, her blue hair fluttering, her brows furrowed, her expression anxious, she wondered how long it would take to reach Linglong Mountain.It has been half a day since Shu Yan successfully brought her out of the General's Mansion, but it is still about twenty miles away from Linglong Mountain.

Behind him, Xuan Fengming and Yin Shuang rode on the same horse and hurriedly followed.

Ning Ningyan looked at the rapidly fading scenery in the past silently, and it seemed that the tragedy of Linglong Mountain after being slaughtered appeared in front of her eyes. She suddenly couldn't imagine, the blood all over the ground, the lying Linglong Mountain disciples, and The disfigured Qionghua who has been trampled all over the mountains... If that is really the case, then what will she do.

On the way to Linglong Mountain, the four of them did not rest, and they came to the water surrounding Linglong Mountain in one breath.

The scene here made the four of them feel depressed. There were countless ships of various sizes parked here and there. Obviously, these ships were left by the soldiers who attacked Linglong Mountain when they retreated. There were many of them. Still drifting with the tide, drifting in the water.

"It seems that Nangong Jin and Shen Haoyue have already left with their troops. Young Master, hurry up and enter the mountain. There are so many officers and soldiers, the marching speed must be slow. We will definitely rush back to the imperial capital ahead of them. "Xuan Fengming said silently, he turned his head and glanced at Ning Yan beside him, only to see that she didn't say a word, her face was expressionless...

With tears in her eyes, Yin Shuang held Ning Yan's arm tightly. She would never have imagined why such a big change would happen in the short ten days since she and Shu Yan left.

"Shu Yan, take me in." After a moment of silence, Ning Yan said lightly.

Hearing this, Shu Yan, who stood on the side without saying a word, suddenly felt a faint heartache in his heart. If the young master cried out heartbreakingly, maybe he would feel better in his heart... But, he knew , Ning Ningyan is not such a person, and it is precisely because of this that his heart hurts even more. When will this young master whom he respects and loves stop pretending to be strong like this.

Ning Yan gently laid her body on Shu Yan's broad back, and slightly hugged his shoulders. Shu Yan was stunned for a second, and then jumped down to the water bank like a light swallow, Yin Shuang and Xuan Fengming followed closely behind, and also floated and jumped down.

Relying on a few wooden stakes standing in the dark in the water, a few people came to the foot of Linglong Mountain in a short time. The scene here was even more tragic. The disciples dressed in black fell to the ground in disorder, their bodies were stained red with blood. On the next piece of land, countless swords were scattered and inserted obliquely on the ground, and the bloodstains on them had already solidified.

Xuan Fengming couldn't help leaning over to investigate carefully, then shook his head in disappointment, these people have been dead for a long time...

A group of four people went in from the mountain pass. On the way forward, they encountered countless brothers who died. The tragic scene only made people feel infinitely sad.

Shu Yan's fists were silently clenched together, rattling, and his black eyes were piercingly cold on his ice-cold face.

"Young master..." Yin Shuang sobbed, almost unable to stabilize her figure, her beautiful face was full of tears and disbelief, "How could this be...how could this be...".

Seeing the situation, Ning Ningyan didn't say anything, she just stared in the direction of the Linglong Pavilion hall in the distance, the towering ancient tree has withered leaves, only the branches that look like half of the skeleton are left, through these, The glazed golden roof of the main hall can be glimpsed vaguely.

"Shu Yan, hurry up, take me to the central hall!" Ning Yan said softly, although her words were still cold, but the other three people clearly felt her anxiety and deep grief, they naturally knew , in the young master's heart, she must be thinking about her father, Jiangnan Tian.

Hearing the sound, Shu Yan hugged Ning Yan and jumped lightly to the entrance of the central hall. The situation here was even more tragic, but it could be seen that the battlefield had been cleaned up slightly, and no corpses of officers and soldiers were left behind. The people on the ground were all men in black.

Ning Ningyan took a slight glance, and didn't even care about distinguishing the faces of these people, so she stepped onto the high platform and walked into the main hall, followed closely by Shu Yan.

The main hall at this time has long lost its former beauty. In the past, the word that can be thought of to describe this place is just luxury. The four corners here are marble pillars. Outside the window sills, the sun shines in, and it is the beautiful and delicate flower spots.

But now, this place is indeed like a cold palace in hell. It is so quiet and frightening. The pillars are covered with sword marks, the blue curtains have been ripped apart, and the beautiful hollowed-out window lattices have long since become dilapidated. Unbearable, the sash swayed helplessly.On the ground, the scarlet carpet turned over irregularly, making it a mess, all of which secretly showed the four people how tragic the battle had been here.

At this time, Yin Shuang and Xuan Fengming had also come in from the outside. Xuan Fengming wanted to say something to Ning Yan, but after seeing Ning Yan's sad expression, he felt as if there was something foreign in his throat, and said nothing. No, he had no choice but to turn around and approach Shu Yan.

"The masters of Linglong Pavilion are all... dead, and none of them survived..."

Shu Yan had already expected this, but this situation still made him very sad. On weekdays, he had a good relationship with the top experts in Linglong Mountain, but unexpectedly, all of them died now.

After entering the hall, Ning Yan remained silent. At this moment, she only thought of one person, and that was Jiang Nantian.

Nangong Jin, Shen Haoyue, I didn't expect you to be so cruel...

While sad, Ning Yan turned around the screen on the side of the main hall. She has lived here since she was a child, so she is naturally very familiar with the terrain, and she knows that the inner room is behind it.

Looking at Ning Ningyan's back, the three of them wanted to say something, but they couldn't say anything. Even though their hearts were full of grief, how could the degree of pain in their hearts be compared with Ning Ningyan's?

The inner room was also a mess, the vases and the beautiful mahogany chairs were all smashed and scattered on the floor.

Ning Yan could no longer restrain herself, stepped down more quickly, turned around corridors and suites, desperately searching, at this moment, her faint eyes were filled with tears and a kind of fearful grief.

Dad, where are you?
(End of this chapter)