But he didn't have time to interrogate these two people.
"Hmph, you are lucky. You'd better pray in your heart that that brat Xin Zhao will be alright!" The great elder stretched out his long arms, picked up one in each hand, and quickly headed towards the border.
Soon, the Great Elder arrived at the important area of the North Desert Military Camp.
Seeing this tragic scene in front of him, the great elder felt another mouthful of blood welling up. If he hadn't suppressed it with force, he might have vomited blood again.
Even Bei Chenying and Zi Yan were dumbfounded.
"Isn't this where the military camp is stationed?" Beichenying stuck out his tongue, his eyes full of disbelief.
The original military camp was stationed, but now it has turned into a huge pit. This pit has a radius of twenty miles and is about tens of meters deep! At the scene, there is not even a fur from when the camp was stationed, but the pit is large.
The elder was very sure that they were buried deep underneath.
A whole million soldiers!
All the elites in the Northern Desert!
Originally, they hoped to reach the Eastern Jin Dynasty with their iron hooves, and never classified the Eastern Jin Dynasty as part of the Northern Desert territory, but now they have died before they left the army!
The Great Elder stood there in a daze, his fists clenched into fists, trembling with anger. The veins on his face were bulging, and his face was twisted into a ball. He looked extremely terrifying in anger.
Beichenying took Zi Yan and took a step back.
Who dares to offend such a great elder? Whoever offends will die.
Suddenly, after the great elder glanced around, his eyes suddenly looked straight ahead!
Those were the traces left by the previous battle between Nangong Liuyun and Patriarch Mo. The Great Elder originally wanted to kill Bei Chenying and the two of them under his palm, but in the end he tried his best to hold back. He then picked up the two people and quickly headed towards the traces of the battle.
Flying away in the direction.
Here, two extremely powerful people had fought before. One of them was undoubtedly Ancestor Mo, but what about the other person? Who lost and who won in the end? These questions were swirling in the Great Elder's mind.
Because he couldn't figure it out, he followed the traces of the battle and searched for it.
It must be said that the two people fought so fiercely before, and all the trees, grass, and mountains along the way had signs of being destroyed. The great elder found them without any effort.
Soon, a small wooden house appeared in front of him.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun was still lying in the cabin, with spiritual light flashing and lingering around him, and his body was gradually repairing.
Next to him, Su Luo silently guarded him.
Because Su Luo brought back the Xuanling Tree, there were six Xuanling Fruits in the space. She had fed two to Nangong Liuyun and one to the Little Divine Dragon before, but now she only had three in her hand.
Suddenly, Su Luo saw signs of annihilation of the spiritual energy in Nangong Liuyun's dantian, and she was startled. Su Luo thought about it, and a Xuan Ling Fruit appeared in her hand. When she handed the Xuan Ling Fruit to Nangong
When Liu Yun squeezed out a little juice from his mouth, Nangong Liuyun's thin red lips opened automatically.
A hint of joy appeared in Su Luo's eyes, and at the same time she was even more grateful. Fortunately, she was smart and dug up the entire Xuanling tree. Otherwise, the Xuanling fruit would not be enough.
After feeding the Xuanling Fruit Juice, the spiritual energy in Nangong Liuyun's Dantian slowly emitted a warm light, and gradually moved towards his limbs and bones, repairing his almost broken body.
"Nangong, you must get better." Su Luo pressed her face against his big palm, her voice softer than ever before, "No matter what the price, I will save you."