Chapter 470: Don't run around!

Feeling the carriage moving forward quickly, but suddenly stopped, Nan Yan was caught off guard, and the whole person rolled forward.
All of a sudden, he almost fell out of the carriage.
"Wow!"
At this moment, Zhu Feng grabbed her and pulled her back forcefully.
"what!"
She whispered again, and the whole person crashed into Zhu Feng's arms, because she had no control at all, she banged on his chest, and heard a muffled hum from above her head.
Nan Yan hurriedly raised his head: "The emperor!"
In the dim light, I saw him frowning.
"The emperor, are you okay?"
Nan Yan was frightened, for fear that he would hurt him, but Zhu Feng only looked down at her: "This sentence, I should ask you!"
"Hey?"
Nan Yan was taken aback, and Zhu Feng was too late to take care of her. He embraced her with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to open the curtain, and looked out
That team, at least several hundred people, stopped in front of them.
In the dark, you can also see those bright swords.
Among them, someone yelled: "Stop them and grab the coffin!"
Immediately, I saw that the team in the dark was divided into two teams, one team rushed towards them, the other team turned around and rushed forward.
Vaguely saw, under the reflection of the torch, a line was parked not far in front, and the carriage seemed to have fallen into the ice cave, and there was no way to move forward.
After their people realized that something was wrong, they immediately rushed up to surround the coffin and assumed a desperate posture.
Zhu Feng's expression sank.
In an instant, the two teams had already rushed together.
At this time, the sky is still not bright. They can't see anything. They can only see countless black shadows fighting. Some people hold a torch in one hand and a sword in the other, constantly waving and hacking. Under that messy firelight, it didn't illuminate everything, but made the situation in front of him even more chaotic.
Zhu Feng said solemnly: "You can stay in the carriage well for me!"
"Hey?"
Nan Yan looked up at him.
Zhu Feng said: "Don't run around!"
After speaking, he pressed her head firmly, as if he wanted to press her into the car, and couldn't leave one step, but he suddenly jumped down after pushing the car door.
"The emperor--"
As soon as Nan Yan spoke, she did not dare to shout, for fear of revealing his identity, she could only bit her lower lip.
Zhu Feng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the people fighting ahead, and walked forward step by step without fear.
When someone nearby saw him, he immediately held up the knife, and screamed and rushed over.
Zhu Feng didn't even look at it. As soon as he stretched his arms, he felt a cold light passing through his hands, and the man immediately screamed and fell to the ground.
Nan Yan took a closer look and realized that he did not know when he had pulled out a short sword from his body.
Although not long, it is extremely sharp.
It seems to be part of his body, the extension of his arm.
He took the short sword and walked into the crowd, waving his long arms, and countless enemies fell under his feet.
Nan Yan's eyes widened--
"impressive!"
This is how the King Yan, the of war in the north, once frightened the people of the country!
If it weren't for the critical situation right now, Nan Yan really couldn't help but cheer for him.
but--
When she raised her head, she saw that the team separated by the horses was about to rush to the team carrying the coffin.
If they snatched the corpse--
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded next to him: "Nanyan!"