Feng Ruqing raised her eyes and looked at the man in red, then slowly punched her.
Every time Feng Ruqing took a step forward, the man in red's heart could not help but tremble twice. His body moved back, his eyes full of panic.
It seemed that he was really frightened just now, and he lost his initial arrogance.
"Who are you?" The man in red gritted his teeth and asked.
Feng Ruqing's face was expressionless, with a cold look in his eyes: "You shouldn't come to Liuyun Kingdom's territory."
"I'm just here to see the Wolf King, it has nothing to do with you." The man in red looked livid.
Feng Ruqing's footsteps stopped, she raised her hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, pointing at the man in red.
"It's a pity that Xia Xia won't let you hurt him."
Facing the man in red, Feng Ruqing remained expressionless. She raised her hand, and a ray of light flashed across the sky and fell on the man in red.
Until his death, he never figured out who the person in front of him was and why such a strong man could be hidden in this place.
It's a pity that he couldn't ask any questions anymore, and he fell into a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.
Feng Ruqing put her sword back, turned around, and walked towards Nan Chiyou and Nan Ming: "Let's go."
Nan Chiyou made a sound. She seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Nan Ming: "Ah Ming, did you really destroy the ancient box he mentioned just now?"
Nan Ming shook his head, his figure was gradually stretched, and soon a beautiful young man stood in front of her.
The young man's face was pale, but it did not cover up his handsomeness at all. There was gentleness between his brows.
"No, I just lied to him."
After saying this, he took out the ancient box.
When the ancient box first appeared, Feng Ruqing's eyes suddenly tightened. She stared at the ancient box tightly and never moved away.
In a few steps, she walked up to Nan Ming and snatched the ancient box into her hands. She carefully caressed the ancient box with her hand, with a look of nostalgia on her face.
Nan Ming was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything more. He turned to look at Feng Ruqing, his expression very calm.
"Why is this thing in your hand?" Feng Ruqing looked at Nan Ming, took a deep breath, and asked.
Nan Ming pondered for a moment: "The clan's most precious treasure was taught to me by the elders before they died. Do you know this ancient box?"
Feng Ruqing's heart was trembling. It was more than recognition, it was simply too familiar.
"Mother, that person just said that this box was left by the Nine Emperors." Nan Chiyou blinked and said seriously.
"Um."
Feng Ruqing nodded slightly, a smile bloomed on her lips: "Indeed, I have been looking for this thing for a long time."
Nan Ming's eyes were a little surprised, but the surprise only lasted for a moment, and then he regained his composure.
"But..." Feng Ruqing faintly raised the corners of her lips and opened the seal with a wave of her hand.
Immediately, she slowly opened the box.
When Nan Xian saw the letters placed in the box, his handsome face became a little warmer, and his whole person seemed to be filled with light.
"I really didn't expect that these would cause such a big disaster, and that the wolves would be hunted down."
"Mother," Nan Chiyou's eyes hesitated, "What...are these?"
"Oh, it was your father who made a mistake back then, and I asked him to write a letter of guarantee... As a result, he wrote a love letter, and I kept it sealed until some time later, when the box was stolen and has never been found.