Chapter 470: Don't Run!
Feeling that the carriage was moving fast, but suddenly stopped, Nanyan was caught off guard, and the whole person rolled forward.
All of a sudden, he almost fell out of the carriage.
"Wow!"
At this moment, Zhu Feng grabbed her and pulled her back hard.
"Ahh
She let out another low cry, and the whole person crashed into Zhu Feng's arms, because this time there was no control at all, and there was a bang on his chest, and a muffled snort of "hmm" was heard from the top of her head.
Nanyan hurriedly raised his head: "Your Majesty!" ”
In the dim light, I saw him frowning.
"Your Majesty, you, are you okay?"
Nanyan was frightened, for fear that she would hurt him, and Zhu Feng only glanced down at her: "This sentence, it should be that I asked you!" ”
"Huh?"
Nanyan was stunned, and Zhu Feng had no time to care about her, holding her with one hand, reaching over to open the curtain with the other, and looking out-
The centaurs, at least hundreds, stopped in front of them.
In the dark, you can also see those bright swords.
Among them, someone was shouting: "Stop them, grab that coffin!" ”
Immediately, the team in the darkness was divided into two teams, one group of centaurs rushing towards them, and the other group turned around and rushed forward.
I faintly saw that under the reflection of the torches, not far ahead, there was a team parked, and the carriage seemed to have fallen into the ice cave, and there was no way to move forward.
When their people realized that something had happened, they immediately rushed up and surrounded the coffin, putting on a desperate posture.
Zhu Feng's face sank.
In an instant, the two teams had rushed together.
At this time, the sky was still not yet bright, they couldn't see anything clearly, they could only see countless black shadows fighting, some people held torches in one hand, swords in the other, constantly waving and slashing, and in that messy firelight, it did not illuminate everything, but made the situation in front of them even more chaotic.
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "You give me a good stay in the carriage!" ”
"Huh?"
Nanyan looked up at him.
Zhu Feng said: "Don't run around!" ”
After speaking, he pressed her head hard, as if he wanted to press her in the carriage, and he couldn't leave a step, and he himself pushed the car door and jumped down suddenly.
"Emperor—"
As soon as Nanyan spoke, he didn't dare to shout, for fear of revealing his identity, so he could only bite his lower lip.
Zhu Feng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the crowd fighting in front of him, and walked forward step by step with a completely fearless face.
When someone next to him saw him, he immediately raised his knife and rushed over with a ghost scream.
Zhu Feng didn't even look at it, as soon as he stretched out his long arm, he felt a cold light pass through his hand, and the person immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
Nanyan looked at it fixedly, only to realize that he didn't know when he pulled out a short sword from his body.
It's not long, but it's sharp.
It seemed to be a part of his body, an extension of his arms.
With his short sword in hand, he walked into the crowd, and with a wave of his long arms, countless enemies fell at his feet.
Nanyan's eyes widened-
"That's amazing!"
This is what the god of war Yan King once frightened the people of the country and shocked the north!
If it weren't for the critical situation now, Nanyan would really be about to shout and cheer for him.
But—
When she looked up, she saw that the team of men and horses had broken up and was about to rush to the team carrying the coffin.
If they snatch the corpse—
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded next to him: "Nanyan!" ”