Chapter 588
Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei as well-behaved as a little girl, and reached out to touch her head, but she retracted her hand, "Don't think about anything, rest early, the battle there will be over soon, wait for you When you wake up from sleep, you'll see the difference."
Nanrong Huai'an's tone was gentle and gentle, with a strange power that could calm Feng Sufei's heart.
Feng Sufei nodded and went back to her bed to lie down.
Slowly, she fell asleep.
Nanrong Huai'an hadn't slept, and he was slightly relieved when he heard Feng Sufei's shallow breathing.
At this time, there was a fierce battle on the cliff of the back mountain.
Because the assassin's army was wiped out the night before, this time the enemy sent many people to investigate, one after another.
But as long as you enter the cave, there is really no return.
Some wanted to go down the cliff, but were stabbed by black nails, while others were bitten by poisonous tongues and fell directly from above.
This time the shooting station was very violent, but because the people on Nanrong Huaian's side occupied the right time and place, the enemy could not get any benefits.
However, the shadow guards of the Nanrong family did not allow them to escape. They wanted to vent all their anger over the assassination of the young master last night.
"Bang bang bang..."
"what……"
"what……"
The shrill cries were endless.
The shadow guards didn't think so, but they moved faster. Just as the young lady said, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.
If these people are not dealt with, how will they go back and assassinate the young master!
So they were blood-red eyes, shot mercilessly, opened the mechanism mercilessly, and killed each and every one of them.
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Nanrong Huai'an listened to the distant movement in the room and could almost distinguish the situation.
Until there was almost no sound, he knew the battle should be over.
Just as he was about to relax, he heard a faint sound from outside the door, his eyes moved, he looked at Feng Sufei who was asleep, then lowered his voice and pushed the chair out of the door.
When he came to the yard, Nanrong Huai'an looked at his subordinates and said, "Tell me!"
"Young Master, the enemy is almost wiped out."
Nanrong Huai'an held the armrest of the chair tightly, "So one or two have escaped?"
"This subordinate is useless, please punish the young master."
"Forget it, it's not your fault, they should have been prepared, but after this battle, did you find out who did it?"
"After verification by the subordinates, the group of people who came last night and today are all subordinates of Si Jueshen, and belong to the forces of the governor of the six southern provinces."
Si Jueshen is the governor of the six southern provinces, so there is no doubt that this matter has something to do with him.
Nanrong Huaian said lightly, "I see."
When a certain subordinate listened to the young master's indifferent tone, he could not understand what the young master was thinking.
But he knew that the young master had endured for so long, and through this battle, he was going to officially fight against Si Jueshen.
And he is very confident. With the ability of the young master, it is difficult to have an opponent in the world, only the young master can fight or not.
If the young master's legs are good, it will be even better.
That is, the young master's leg, which restricts his free movement.
A certain subordinate thinks of the young master who used to be astonishing and brilliant, and who has collected all the splendor of the world, and he misses it a little.
That is their young master.
The two consecutive nights of fighting not only did not kill Nanrong Huai'an, but also did not hurt him. Instead, Si Jueshen's forces were bruised.
Although these people are not enough to make Si Jueshen feel distressed, but if such a thing spreads, how can Si Jueshen gain a foothold in country H.