Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 2747

Nan Hua blinked her eyes and nodded. She sat up and then said, "I have to go."

"Have you found him or her?"

"Him," Nan Hua said and then pursed her lips. "The Northern Tribe has a big ambition when they come this time."

Big ambition?

Long Qian Xing nodded in agreement. He had seen them deploying the soldiers not long ago and knew that it would be impossible for the Northern Tribe to be sending so many people without any purpose.

This battle…

It was truly a tragic battle.

"Mu Yan had already arranged for the injured to be brought back," Nan Hua said. "You can arrange the rest and I'll be back soon."

"Ok."

Seeing Nan Hua's expression, Long Qian Xing knew that he couldn't stop the other party, so he didn't bother trying.

Nan Hua went out to wash and ate something before she left in one direction.

In order to find the last transmigrator from the Northern Tribe, Nan Hua chose to use her ability directly.

Because she knew very well that it would be difficult for her to figure out the identity of the other party without it. And it seemed that the <world consciousness> wanted her to be the one to come here in the first place.

As for why it was her and not the other, Nan Hua didn't know.

Tep.

Nan Hua stopped in front of a convoy.

From the outside, they looked like merchants who came from far away and was here to open up trades. Nan Hua knew very well that there were indeed kingdoms in the distance but trades hadn't been opened in this era.

Even the famous merchant that she knew, Lin Yuan, would not go out of the six kingdoms' areas.

Because it was too far away.

But this convoy acted as if they came from far away.

From this alone, Nan Hua knew that only one person could think of this.

"I found you."

Swish! Slash! Slash!

The guards were stunned and before they could react, they had been killed by Nan Hua. Her movements were swift and decisive, not giving these people any chance to fight back in the slightest bit.

Thud!

As the last person fell down, Nan Hua looked at the carriage and took out a stone and threw it to the door.

Bang!

The door was smashed open and there was only one person inside. He was already in his middle age and was sitting calmly. It seemed as if he was confident that Nan Hua would not kill him directly.

"Young general, I can help you," the man, Teacher Mi, said quickly.

"You're the one who made those cannons and bombs," Nan Hua said with certainty.

Hmm?

When Teacher Mi heard Nan Hua said these words correctly, his eyes moved and then he frowned. He could tell that the person in front of him is a powerful martial artist and with his small fighting power, the chance of him defeating the other party would be almost zero.

Well, her talent was still being trained by her grandfather, though. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

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