When Nian Yun Sen heard these heroic words, the two were frightened out of their wits.

Tang Biao applauded, "Little girl, you talk too much. Tomorrow, you and Meng Xiaoran will be talking based on your abilities!"

Meng Xiao Ran looked expectantly at Nian Yun Chen. "Without a single soldier, what you just said is arrogant. Yun Sen, tomorrow I will see how you behave!"

"Good!" I, Nian Yun, will keep my promise. You guys just wait and see! "

After everyone agreed on this, they all went to sleep.

Nian Yun hugged the little black fox beautifully. "Son, tomorrow will be a good chance for mother to show off her skills. When the time comes, you will be the first one to cheer for me!"

"Aooo!" The little black fox let out a few excited cries, hoping to see its master shine.

Very quickly, Nian Yun Chen fell asleep.

In her dream, she and the little black fox were eating happily.

Suddenly, a person intruded and took away the chicken leg in their hands.

This person was none other than the extremely despicable Mo Han Jue!

AHH@@ "As she struggled, the sensation of her hands became more and more real.

"Deep Cloud!" You're still in the mood to dream right now, hurry up and leave! " A familiar voice desperately shouted at her.

"No, I want to eat my chicken leg."

"Hualala ~ ~ ~"

Ah!

A cup of cold water was suddenly splashed on Yun Chen's face. He suddenly realized what had happened! Looking at the person in front of him, the person in front of him wasn't Mo Han Jue, but... Meng Xiao Ran?

"Meng Xiao Ran, is there something wrong with you in the middle of the night?" Nian Yun Chen was very dissatisfied and frowned, wanting to push this fiend away.

"Still sleeping? Look outside? "

He looked over in the blink of an eye and exclaimed, "What's going on?!"

There was a fire outside the tent, and the cries for help rose and fell in constant whispers.

It was as if the moment he saw the fire, Nian Yun Chen felt the heat and immediately jumped up from his bed.

"Hurry up and leave!" He had only taken two steps.

Meng Xiao Ran pulled her back. "Come back!"

"What's the matter with you? You're the one who told me to leave, and you're the one who called me back? " Nian Yun Chen put his hands on his hips and glared at her.

"Wear your clothes first."

At this moment, Nian Yun Chen lowered his head to look at what he was wearing .. "Ugh .." The apron and the trousers.

Ah!" Lecher! Get the hell out of here! " Nian Yun Shen cried out in alarm. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and kicked Meng Xiao Ran out without a trace of politeness.

After quickly putting on his clothes, he carried the little black fox and ran out.

Meng Xiao Ran was still waiting for her at the entrance of the tent, defending against the countless arrows in the sky.

The fiery light came from the sky, bringing with it pieces of pure white feathers that intertwined with each other in an exceptionally magnificent manner.

"What .. What is going on?"

"In the middle of the night, we were suddenly attacked by the Wings Race. Feng Wu led the Winged Clan's army and came from the sky. With the bow in hand, they instantly lit a fire in the dry military camp. He wanted to burn us to death while we were still dreaming!"

Nian Yun's heart couldn't help but tremble. He didn't think that Feng Wu would have such a method.

He spread his wings and commanded his great army in the wind. This made Feng Wu look like a true phoenix of the nine heavens, but there was a blood-red crack between his brows, which, coupled with the vicious look in his eyes, made him look more like the Shura of hell.

"No!" "His real purpose is not our fate."

"Why do you say that?" Meng Xiao Ran spread out the flaming bows and arrows one by one.

"I'm afraid we've fallen into a trap again! Even if we have this idea, as long as we have a good formation and a good shield, we will be able to reflect on them. Even if we are at a disadvantage, we will not necessarily lose, Feng Wu? He will not fight without confidence. "

"Then what does he mean?" Meng Xiao Ran frowned as she looked into Nian Yun's eyes.

"Where are our provisions!" Nian Yun shouted loudly as he nervously tugged at Meng Xiao Ran's sleeve.

"This is bad!" Meng Xiao Ran also cried out in surprise. She immediately pulled Yun Yang along and headed toward the camp where the food was kept.

However, just as he predicted, the warehouse in front of him had long since become ablaze. He could tell that the fire here was even stronger, and he could vaguely smell the scent of wine.

"I didn't expect Feng Wu Ji to be so scheming!" Meng Xiao Ran bitterly punched the scorched pillar next to him, leaving a mark on his hand.

"Enough!" What's the use of you doing this to yourself?! " Nian Yun Chen pulled Meng Xiao Ran's hand back and frowned, looking at her with a bit of heartache.

Although she said that she wouldn't fight with him, when she saw that he was injured, she always thought back to when Meng Xiaoran had almost died because of her in the Blood Waves Palace. His body was covered in blood.

The worry on his face disappeared in an instant. His jade-like face seemed to be covered with a layer of gold powder under the light of the fire, making him even more confused. Meng Xiao Ran's voice had a trace of ecstasy in it, "You're worried about me? Yun Shen, you're willing to forgive me? "

"Scram!" Nian Yun let go of Meng Xiao Ran's hand and turned to walk away.

Meng Xiao Ran shamelessly followed behind her.

"Let's ask General Tang to lead our brothers to retreat. This place has already been destroyed, there is nothing to linger around here and there is nothing to save." Nian Yun said calmly.

"Good!" "I'll listen to you." Meng Xiao Ran was in a good mood.

The soldiers below were not to be trifled with. Although the counter-attack was a bit slow, they were protected by their shields, and as they slowly attacked on the basis of ensuring the safety of their lives, the Wings Race's vitality was greatly damaged.

When they reached the Luo River, their rockets were no longer of much use. They were surrounded on all sides by wet grass, and along with the cold water of the Luo River, it was impossible to ignite a fire.

Feng Wu had also achieved his goal of burning the grain. With a wave of his hand, he led the Winged Clan soldiers away.

After the army left, Tang Biao finally realized what had happened and slapped his thigh. He angrily shouted, "Crap! Our food! "

With that, the soldiers began to panic, wanting to go back and save him.

"Enough!" Nian Yun shouted loudly, resolutely saying, "Can't you see? Feng Wu's goal isn't to fight us to the death; what he wants is to burn our provisions! What's the use of going now? It has long been turned into a pile of ashes! "

"What do we do now?" Tang Biao anxiously looked at Deep Cloud. He didn't know when he had actually become so reliant on a fifteen year old girl.