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682. Seriously Injured 2

Yuwen Luoshuang said coldly, without even opening her eyes. She was just a little tired and just wanted to have a good sleep, but Feng Xinglang kept nagging in her ears, saying that she was in trouble for a thousand years.

Some people have strange physiques that can attract the spiritual power of others and integrate them to do their own things.

Finally, Yuwen Luoshuang straightened up her body and slapped the water of the medicine bucket hard.

The splashed water droplets immediately turned into something like a blade, and rushed straight towards Feng Xinglang's body. Just the light that the layer around Feng Xinglang's body emitted instantly had already cut off those little ones.

The water drops fell to the ground, which is also unique to him.

Yuwen Luoshuang quickly recovered her physical strength. She suddenly remembered the person who slapped her, and it felt very familiar. But she couldn't find out who it was, so she had no choice but to give up.

At this time, the sergeants of the Longwu Empire began to retreat, probably because the strategic plan was exposed. Anyway, every time they attacked, they would be counterattacked by the monsters. They immediately suffered heavy casualties, and at this juncture, the Longwu Empire's soldiers

But none of the reinforcements arrived. All the sergeants lost their willpower in an instant, and they were always fighting rather than fighting every time they went out. In an instant, half of the troops were lost.

At this time, the disciples of the Feng Shang Sect also began to quietly ambush in the Eastern Continent. As long as the Demon Emperor is brought down, these demons will not dare to come out to live in the world.

Yuwen Luoshuang sat leisurely in the upper seat of the hall. It was a rare day when she was free and could eat some snacks.

"How can we subdue the Demon King? Now everyone in the Eastern Continent has almost disappeared."

"This is a bit troublesome."

Feng Xinglang's fingers were slightly bent, and then straightened.

"Then you came not to destroy him?"

"If Yu Wenjing doesn't bring out his spiritual pet one day, we will spend all day here."

After saying that, Feng Xinglang let out a long yawn. How could he not know what Yu Wenjing was thinking. One of the most important reasons why he did not send reinforcements was to let the disciples of Feng Shang Sect deal with the Demon Emperor.

, so that he can gain glory without losing a single soldier.

Regarding this point, Feng Xinglang refused. At any rate, he was at the forefront of the battle.

"I don't mind if you just knock down the Yuwen family."

While talking, Yuwen Luoshuang peeled a fresh lychee for herself. This was the first time she had tried this scene of sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight, and it felt very good.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Yu Wen Hanyue's voice coming from outside, which was still full of anger.

"Yuwen Luoshuang, Yuwen's family is where you were born and raised, but now you are so heartless!"

"Then what?" Yuwen Luoshuang held her head with one hand and glanced at the person standing in front of her evilly. In addition to being cold, she had also learned Feng Xinglang's evil deception. She could turn the other person away with just a raised eyebrow.

Shocked.

Yu Wen Hanyue, who was wearing a tulle on her face, clenched her palms angrily. It was this lukewarm breath that made her the most angry. It was like this before, and it still is like this now.
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