Nangong Mo listened to Mu Liuren’s words, and his heart moved slightly.

Although Nangong Mo did not know much about the Mu Liu people, he knew that the Mu Liu people were only ten years old now, and they could already compete with the ninth-level powerhouses.

He believed that with the talent of the Mururen in time, it should not be difficult to become a ninety-nineth-level purple-gold soul master.

Thinking of this, Nangong Mo perked up slightly.

In fact, the reason why Nangong Mo put all his expectations on the Mururen was because he was unable to return to the Sanfus Kingdom on his own.

Even if he made great achievements this time when he followed Zhu Qianfang to fight the rebels in the northeast, it was impossible for the Suzaku Empire to openly help Nangong Mo restore the country.

Although the relationship between the empire and the kingdom and the principality is subordinate to the superiors and subordinates, the empire cannot interfere in the choice of heirs, which is the agreement between the first founding emperor Zhu Yao and all the princes and ministers, of course, it is only this.

After all, the empire cannot indulge its subordinates too much, and some military materials such as salt and iron belong to the empire.

Although it is very troublesome, the Suzaku Empire has far fewer rebellions than other empires.

For example, the Blue Dragon Empire is full of sects, and battles will occur from time to time.

Although the White Tiger Empire is highly centralized, the White Tiger Empire has a fierce people, an impulsive personality and is not afraid of death, and there are often things that happen when the giant city rebels or occupies the mountains as kings roars Pingchuan.

As for the Xuanwu Empire, it is the most rebelled, because the system here is divided into seals, and there are often coups d’état among members of the royal family, after all, not everyone is a person who eats and waits for death, plus the patron saint of the Xuanwu Empire does not interfere much in this, the strong are up, the weak are down, and the reflection here is more cruel.

Nangong Mo himself was unable to retake the Sanfus Kingdom, and could only pin his hopes on the Mulyu people, because the Mulyu people were stronger than him.

This is the sorrow of the weak, regardless of time and space.

“Wait a minute!”

At this time, it was approaching dawn, but the sky was getting darker, even if Nangong Mo had now become an eighth-level soul master, but in such a dim environment, it was now impossible to see Mu Liuren’s expression clearly, only the pair of heavy pupils that did not have any emotions exuded a cold cold.

“Yes, my lord” Nangong Mo looked at Mu Liuren’s eyes with palpitations, and quietly lowered his head, and Nangong Mo’s heart became stronger and stronger for Mu Liuren’s fear. -Nangong Mo has noticed this in his heart and often feels ashamed, after all, Muryu is only ten years old, and he himself is more than thirty years old.

An adult is actually afraid of a teenager who is not yet an adult, and once it is passed on, he will definitely laugh generously.

But fear is always irrepressible, no matter how deep it is hidden, it will one day turn from a small bud into a towering tree.

“I have one more thing to ask you when I’m here!” Muryuren felt the surrounding environment and found that no one noticed here, and he was slightly relieved.

After all, this is a military camp, and although there is no demigod-level powerhouse, there is also a ninety-five-level purple-gold soul master sitting again.

Although the Muryu people are not afraid, they do not want to be troublesome.

“Excuse me, my lord!” Nangong Mo’s face was respectful, after all, his hopes all depended on Mu Liuren.

“Is there anything very precious in the Kingdom of Sanfoss? And the number is huge! After Mu Liuren pondered for a moment, he stared at Nangong Mo’s eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other party’s heart.

When Nangong Mo heard this, he was immediately stunned, he didn’t understand what Mu Liuren meant by this?!

“Are adults doubting my loyalty?” Nangong Mo couldn’t help but think, after all, this word was too sensitive.

Hiding something precious? Tantamount to betrayal!

Mu Liuren seemed to have guessed Nangong Mo’s thoughts, and said lightly: “Don’t worry, I didn’t doubt your meaning, but the Dark Temple seems to value the Sanfus Kingdom very much, and would rather rebel than give up there, this behavior makes me curious!” ”

When Nangong Mo heard this, he was slightly relieved.

So he frowned and pondered, remembering what precious specialties the Sanfus Kingdom had!

Time passed minute by minute, and Mu Liuren was not in a hurry, sitting on the side waiting for Nangong Mo’s answer until the rooster sounded.

“Sir, the Sanfus Kingdom is among many kingdoms, although it is not inferior, it does not have any precious resources!” After a long time, Nangong Mo replied with a suppressed voice.

“None?” Mu Liuren listened to Nangong Mo’s answer, and immediately frowned.

“However, when my subordinate was a child, I heard my grandfather say one thing, that is, I don’t know if it is true, and if it is true, then those things are very precious!” Nangong Mo seemed to feel the dissatisfaction of the Mu Liuren, so he hurriedly whispered.

“Tell me about it!” Mu Liuren’s eyes lit up and urged.

“When I was very young, I once heard my grandfather say that the Kingdom of Sanfoss uses a huge vein of Mithril Silver!”

“Mithril silver? What you said is true? Mu Liuren’s eyes widened, looking at Nangong Mo, and the atmosphere of the tent became extremely depressed. _

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