Six years after the suspended animation, the father of the cub caught up with him

"Ah."

Feng Shan blinked his eyes, and then responded with a blank expression.

Wu Ge's heart sank severely.

Feng Shan was actually that wolf cub.

"So, brother Wang, both you and my father misunderstood me. I am not a kind person. Just wait, I will let you meet my father."

He leaned over, patted Wu Ge's head, and said with a half-smile.

For some unknown reason, Wu Ge felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet.

He felt that the "meeting" Feng Shan mentioned was definitely not a good thing.

But now he can't resist at all.

He could only stare at Feng Shan with those fearful and resentful eyes.

"Take him down."

"Yes."

Suddenly at this moment, a shadow appeared behind Feng Shan.

He turned his head, only to see Yan Lin and Shi Jing standing behind him.

It's them...

Shi Jing's eyes unconsciously looked away.

Mood... a little depressed.

"Nan Xu escaped again. I'm going to trouble General Shi to help him catch him back."

Yan Lin glanced sideways at the scene.

This kind of hard work was indeed done by him again.

"Forget it, who made me a general, and you are the son-in-law of our Nanduan country."

Shi Jing snorted coldly, then turned around and mounted his horse, leading a group of people to set off.

He spoke in a relaxed and natural tone just now.

It's like treating your own brother.

Back in Qingfenggu, he had already reconciled with Yanlin.

If it is Yan Linlai who is the husband of the eldest princess...

He felt that this was a very good result.

Everyone around was busy with work, and there was still gunpowder beside him, Yan Lin and Feng Shan were standing in the middle.

No one started to speak first, and the atmosphere was so cold that it was scary.

In the end, Feng Shan couldn't bear it anymore.

He pursed his lips and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry."

"You've done a lot of things wrong, so what are you apologizing for?"

Yan Lin spoke indifferently.

Feng Shan's expression froze.

He clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to my sister about my true identity; I shouldn't have resented my sister, and I shouldn't have set up this trap to trap you and so many soldiers in Qingfeng Valley, causing you heavy losses..."

"Feng Shan, you're wrong. It's not that there were heavy losses, but that there were countless casualties! Do you know how many innocent souls are buried in Qingfeng Valley? Those are brothers who followed this king through life and death."

Yan Lin obviously said these words with a blank face, but Feng Shan felt as if his inspiration had been suppressed.

He opened his mouth several times, trying to justify something, but he couldn't.

Because, this matter was indeed his mistake.

"You started this so-called war. The people are living in dire straits. Look at the corpses on the ground, how do their parents, wives and children spend the rest of their lives? There are thousands of reasons for starting the war, but none of them should!"

"Feng Shan, you can be naive and stupid, but these people shouldn't pay a heavy price for what you did. You are still alive and well, but they have no chance."

Blood flashed in Yanlin's eyes.

If it wasn't for thinking that Feng Shan was Han'er's former "sister", he would have killed him right now.

"Come here, bring two swords."

Yan Lin spoke sharply.

Yan Lian was right next to him, and when he heard Yan Lin's words, his eyelids twitched violently.

"Brother Eight Emperors, why do you want a sword all of a sudden?"

"This king asked you to bring it, you just bring it."

Yan Lin's tone was unquestionable.

Yan Lian gritted her teeth, and finally went to get two swords.

Yan Lin took one of the swords, and then threw the other sword to Feng Shan.

"What do you want to do?"

This time, even Feng Shan looked confused.

"Fight ten strokes with this king. If you can carry it down, this king will let you live. If not, if you die, you will go down to make atonement."

Yan Lin's cold voice was blown away by the wind, but everyone could hear it clearly.

"Yanlin, I know that you have great martial arts skills. But you lost too much internal energy in Qingfeng Valley and on the way back. You may not be my opponent. If you fight with me, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Feng Shan clenched his fists, and he retorted loudly.

Yan Lin was impatient, "It's like a life-and-death declaration. Let's do it."

After the words fell, he had already started to attack Feng Shan.

Feng Shan's eyes darkened and darkened.

"You are the one my sister cares about. I wanted to spare your life just now, but you still want to fight me, so I can only fight back."

He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, and then fought against Yan Lin.

The flashes of swords and fire were so fast that the people next to them could hardly see them clearly.

"My lord, watch here, don't let the eighth lord get hurt. I'll go find Yun Xi."

Jiang Yan said to Yan Lian anxiously.

The only one who can stop this farce now is Yun Xi.

"Okay, you go quickly." Yan Lian was also panicked, after all he could tell that Brother Huang was in a very bad condition.

When Chu Baihan rushed over, both Yan Lin and Feng Shan were injured to varying degrees.

But obviously, Feng Shan was more serious.

He fell to the ground covered in blood and had no strength to get up.

The breath is even weaker, as if it could be cut off at any time.

But his eyes were bright.

Seeing Chu Baihan approaching, he couldn't help calling softly: "Sister."

But Chu Baihan didn't even look at him, she walked directly to Yan Lin's side.

Seeing that his arm was cut, her eyes were slightly red.

"Why did you take the initiative to fight and hurt yourself?"

Although her tone was angry, the movements in her hands were extremely fast.

She quickly took out the medicine and stuffed it into Yan Lin's mouth, and then bandaged his wound.

"Because this king hates him, he killed so many people, and almost made you..."

Speaking of this, Yan Lin's heart throbbed.

If it wasn't for him to show up, Han'er would have died in Qingfeng Valley.

With regard to this matter, all he wants to do now is to kill Feng Shan to discourage him.

"But he used to have a relationship with you. If this king kills him rashly, you will be sad. So this king held back. The duel with him is just to vent the anger in your heart."

Yan Lin said to Chu Baihan with a wry smile.

But Chu Baihan's expression became unhappy.

She pinched his waist with her hands, and didn't care if he had any wounds here.

"You think I'll be angry with you because of Feng Shan?" She gritted her teeth and asked in a very depressed tone.

"Difficult, isn't it?"

A certain Lord Lin hesitated for a moment.

Hearing his answer, Chu Baihan's face became even uglier.

"Sit down for me."

Pushing Yanlin down to sit on the ground, Chu Baihan pulled out the dagger from his body and strode towards Feng Shan.

Seeing her approaching, Feng Shan was very happy at first, but when he saw the dagger in her hand clearly, his smile faded away.

"Sister, are you trying to kill me?" He said lonely.

"I said long ago that I will definitely make you pay for the disaster you caused." Chu Baihan said indifferently.