Su Qingyu's face suddenly turned purple, her pupils widened, and she felt that she could not breathe anymore.

Zhao Yan looked like the one who had become obsessed with practicing martial arts. His red eyes looked like he wanted to eat people.

"Uh, uh, uh."

Su Qingyu spoke, but her neck was pinched, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Ayan, if you exert force, she will die."

Du Wan'er spoke.

Zhao Yan's hand relaxed.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Su Qingyu coughed desperately, and the feeling of being unable to breathe disappeared.

"Prince, I don't know about this."

Su Qingyu's voice was a little dry and she looked at Zhao Yan with some fear.

She really didn't know that Du Sheng had this plan, and they had never discussed killing General Lu.

"Well……"

Zhao Yan suddenly grabbed Su Qingyu's neck again.

"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"

Zhao Yan said coldly.

He now wants to kill everyone in the Shadow.

If he hadn't known the route to the island, he would have been killing him with people long ago.

This feeling was powerless, which left him, who had been strategizing for a while, at a loss.

He had done his best to find the location of Shadow Island, but the vast sea, coupled with the former sea ban of Dayan, made him at a loss.

"roll!"

Zhao Yan saw Su Qingyu rolling his eyes, and shook it vigorously, throwing Su Qingyu into the fog.

After landing heavily, Su Qingyu quickly took a few deep breaths.

She really felt like she was dying just now.

"who?"

Suddenly, a figure on the ground made Su Qingyu alert.

She stayed in this misty place for a while, not to mention humans, and no bugs encountered one.

Her body was tied with a rope. She had just fallen from the sky and fell to the ground. She was so angry that she had no strength to move now.

The person lying on the ground did not respond to her.

She held up unwillingly, walked a few steps forward, squatted and took a look.

"Suningwei."

Su Qingyu sat down on the ground.

Her upper body was tied, and she couldn't see if Suningwei was still alive.

Outside the fog and in the mountains, Zhao Yan was venting desperately.

He asked the soldiers who were training in the mountains to compete with him.

One is not enough, ten, ten is not enough twenty, twenty is not enough, twenty is not enough thirty.

Until exhausted, he collapsed to the ground.

The soldiers did not dare to leave, and they all looked at Zhao Yan worriedly.

Zhao Yan would have fought against them like this before, but they were not as crazy as this time.

It was as if there was countless strength in his body that could not be used, and he wanted to use it desperately.

He just wants to empty his body.

Everyone in the space knew everything that was happening on the mountain and rushed over.

Du Wan'er looked at Zhao Yan who was lying on the ground, and her eyes turned red with heartache.

The last time Zhao Yan was so sad in front of her was his birthday in the first month, his nanny died on the way to Bailong Temple to pray for him to go down the mountain.

In Zhao Yan's mind, his nanny is as important as General Lu.

One is a person who takes care of him as a mother who grew up, and the other is a person who guides and educates him as a father who has grown up.

The reason why the two were killed was more or less because of him.

He blamed himself in his heart.

"You guys go down and rest! I'll look at the prince."
Chapter completed!