Just as he sat down, a figure also sat down next to him. Nangong Wenchu turned his head, took a look, and couldn't help but laugh: "Prince Feng Mu Ran, can't you sleep too?"
Feng Muran was not pretentious at all. He nodded and said, "I miss Yue Yao. Moreover, I feel that it is getting more dangerous and difficult every day. I don't know when it will end."
Nangong Wenchu shook his head: "No matter what, we have come here and there is no turning back. I believe that one day we will be able to go out. There will also be a day when we will see Yue Yao and be able to take her away.
The demon world returned to our home. And then..." As he spoke, Nangong Wenchu suddenly sighed, with longing in his eyes, looking at the desert not far away and said: "Then, we can live as before.
A carefree, happy life.”
"Is it really possible?" He also looked up at the end of the desert in the distance, feeling the infinity of the desert. Feng Muran's face was filled with sadness and worry: "Wen Chu, sometimes this prince is really worried.
What if, in the next battle, it’s this prince who dies? Or what if any one of us dies?
What to do? This is not a game, nor is it a problem that can be solved by asking for mercy. This is a real fight. This is a bloody battle." Feng Muran also let out a long sigh, and then felt helpless.
He closed his eyes and leaned his head on the tree trunk: "No matter who is missing, life will be different."
When Nangong Wen first heard Feng Muran's words, his eyes flashed, and eventually he became sad: "There is no turning back, so what can we do?"
Feng Muran laughed "haha" and said calmly: "As the saying goes, if the soldiers come to block it, the water will come and the earth will cover it. What else can be done?
Feng Muran laughed "haha" and said calmly: "As the saying goes, when the soldiers come to block it, when the water comes, the soil will cover it. What else can be done? Just keep going..." As he said that, a fierceness flashed in his eyes, cold and with a hint of anger.
Fierce murderous intent: "No matter what kind of difficulties, I will never give up searching for Yueyao. If I encounter gods, I will kill gods, if I encounter Buddhas, I will kill Buddhas. No matter who it is, I will not let him have an easy time."
Nangong Wenchu couldn't help but smile, and suddenly felt a surge of pride in his chest. Nangong Wenchu looked at Feng Muran, and no longer mentioned the dangers of the future, he just smiled and said: "Don't you always look at Helian Shuiruo and don't like it?"
What? What's going on now? Why do you suddenly seem so fond of me?"
"It's not easy for her as a little girl." Feng Muran said calmly: "And everyone has seen her performance along the way. It's thanks to her that we faced the sand monster this time. Otherwise, we might have perished.
In this desert. Moreover, there is nothing wrong with love. No matter who you love, no matter how you love, as long as
There is love in the wrong way and with the wrong person, but love itself is not wrong..." Then, Feng Muran glanced at the direction of the fire again: "Moreover, her love is very persistent, which is touching.
.Looking at her, I remembered that this prince, Emperor Xiutian, and Lin Yinfeng were all in love with Yueyao, and they loved her hard and stubbornly."
"Hahahaha..." Nangong Wenchu's eyes flashed, and then he laughed out loud: "When did our third prince become a philosopher? Come on, come on,