Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

This place is the Miasma Forest, where you can't see anything beyond three steps away, but if the other party gets too close, she will definitely notice.

Meng Qianqian did not rush to deny Tan'er, but instead asked, "Your mother... knew the Black Armor Army?"

"I don't know either."

Tan'er seemed to be lost in a dazed memory, "Mother... she... she... sister... I want to find my mother..."

Meng Qianqian gave her a deep look, "Alright, I'll help you find her."

Tan'er pointed forward, "There! I see her again! Mother!"

She withdrew her hand.

Meng Qianqian hurriedly caught up.

"Mother! Mother, please wait for Tan'er!"

"Mother!"

Tan'er cried out like a child abandoned, calling for her mother with a sob in her voice.

"I won't run around anymore..."

"I won't steal food anymore..."

"Come out please..."

She cried while wiping away the tears streaming down her face.

"Don't leave... Didn't you say... you'd wait until I grew up?"

"But I haven't grown up yet..."

Meng Qianqian followed behind Tan'er, but she didn't see any figure.

It should... be the toxins of the Miasma Forest causing Tan'er to hallucinate.

Since she took the Antidote Pill, Tan'er won't be in mortal danger, but the longing induced by hallucinations would stab her young heart fiercely.

"Mother..."

Tan'er cried uncontrollably.

Meng Qianqian held her in her arms, gently stroking her cheek, "There, there, we will find her, we will find her..."

Tan'er shook her head, crying, "Can't find her... She's gone... She's gone..."

Meng Qianqian said softly, "Once we get out, tell me what your mother looks like, and I'll have people search for her. We'll dispatch everyone we can, from the Crown Prince Mansion, Governor Mansion, Imperial Army, Imperial Guard, Jinyi Guard... all to search for your mother, alright?"

Tan'er was crying like a teary mess, "Can't find her..."

Meng Qianqian said, "As long as she is still in this world, she will definitely be found."

Upon hearing this, Tan'er seemed reminded of something and cried even more desperately.

Meng Qianqian thought: Could it be that Tan'er's mother is no longer in this world?

Tan'er cried for a long time until she fell asleep in Meng Qianqian's arms.

Meng Qianqian carried Tan'er on her back, planning to take her out of the Miasma Forest.

Suddenly, a jade pendant fell from Tan'er's neck.

She had always known Tan'er carried this jade pendant everywhere, which was especially important to her, and she would often take it out to touch it.

Thinking back, it was probably left to her by her mother.

Meng Qianqian put Tan'er down first and picked up the jade pendant to wipe it.

Unexpectedly, she wiped the jade pendant into two halves.

To be precise, the jade pendant was divided into two pieces, front and back, just combined together.

A small portrait fell from where the front and back pieces were glued together.

It was of a young woman.

Her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Tan'er's.

Could this be what Tan'er's mother looked like when she was young?

Meng Qianqian had never seen such a lifelike portrait.

"Which master painted this?"

She continuously compared the portrait with Tan'er's features, more and more convinced that this person was Tan'er's mother.

She didn't know if it was because the portrait was too lifelike, but Meng Qianqian stared at it for a long time.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly and covered the lower half of the portrait's face with her hand, leaving only those eyes that seemed filled with a galaxy of stars exposed.

...

"Young Madam!"

Cui Hu and Yu Zichuan found the two of them.

"Young Madam, are you alright? What happened to Tan'er?"

As he got closer, he saw Tan'er lying in Meng Qianqian's arms.

Meng Qianqian put away the small portrait and jade pendant, and packed them into her pouch.

"She got a bit of the miasma's poison, let's head out first."

As she spoke, she was about to carry Tan'er on her back.

Yu Zichuan, without a word, carried Tan'er on his shoulder.

Meng Qianqian laughed and cried helplessly, "I'm really fine."

Yu Zichuan: "You were vomiting yesterday."

Meng Qianqian: "That was yesterday."

Yu Zichuan: "No matter."

Meng Qianqian sighed, "Alright then."

The group continued forward.

But surprisingly, up until they walked out of the forest, they didn't encounter any more ambushes.

"Young Madam, didn't you say the Miasma Forest was suitable for ambushes? I don't see anything! The Black Armor Army's deployment is just so-so!"

The group gradually went far away.

In the Miasma Forest, a man wearing a bamboo hat and jade mask, clad in a black cloak, walked out.

He even wore thick gloves on his hands.

Behind him were fallen Black Armor Army soldiers and mechanisms that he silently destroyed.

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The canyon.

Only half an hour remained until Chen Long triggered the mechanism.

Xu Zhongping was not exaggerating; no one has ever escaped from the Trapped Dragon Formation alive.

Chen Long was covered in wounds, his inner strength depleted, and the heavy sword he once wielded with ease now felt as heavy as a thousand catties in his hand.

He could barely maintain his battle strength.

But he could not fall.

The great vendetta of the Shang Family hadn't been avenged yet.

He absolutely could not die here!

He had to escape, to return!

"Ah——"

He swung his sword with all his might, shattering a stone wall.

However, as expected, another thicker stone wall replaced it.

They seemed to be "inexhaustible and inexhaustible," as if they were born and destroyed endlessly.

Chen Long spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Great General, he can't hold on much longer."

On the mountaintop, Vice General Huang said to Xu Zhongping, "Aren't we really going to save him?"

Xu Zhongping, with his hands behind his back, looked coldly at Chen Long whose strength was now depleted, "This is his own choice."

Vice General Huang was unbearably soft-hearted, "But..."

Xu Zhongping said, "Moreover, I mentioned, this array was set up by the Grand Marshal, do you know where this array originated from?"

Vice General Huang shook his head, "Please teach me, Great General."

Xu Zhongping said, "It was many years ago, you were young then, perhaps you've never heard of it, General Shang of the West City, who reclaimed Loulan, annihilated the various kings, guarded the Western Regions alone, he compiled a Military Book, which recorded the Trapped Dragon Formation."

Vice General Huang suddenly realized.

The War God of the Western Regions, the eldest son of the General Mansion Shang Jue, how could he not have heard of his fame?

He was the Divine General even King Chu admired.

If the array was created by him, then Chen Long might truly be unsavable.

Xu Zhongping withdrew his gaze, "Let's go, this place is about to fall."

"Yes, Great General."

Vice General Huang sighed deeply.

He turned back one last time to look at Chen Long, who was constantly knocked down and constantly getting up in the array.

Huang An bid farewell to the Dragon Guards.