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864. Harm 8

She took a few steps forward slightly, but carefully looked around the surrounding scene, because at this time, the Nishinomiya Empress no longer had her figure. There was only the woman sitting in the upper position, and that woman looked familiar.

After thinking about her appearance for a long time, she never thought about who this woman was.

Suddenly a dart flew out from Yuwen Luoshuang's back, and before she could react, the flying knife slashed along her cheek. In an instant, Yuwen Luoshuang felt the burning pain on her face, and she stretched out her hand

After touching it slightly, I found that bright red blood was flowing out.

Yuwen Luoshuang used her spiritual power to seal the bleeding wound, but she could still feel the burning pain coming from her cheek.

"careful!"

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang was thrown to the ground by him. The moment they fell to the ground, several darts fell on the ground.

Yuwen Luoshuang struggled to stand up from the ground. She frowned and looked at the emperor's worried face.

"Have you ever known such a place before?"

"It has existed since the founding of the Longwu Empire."

After saying that, the emperor glanced at Feng Xinglang who was standing beside him worriedly, but the latter didn't have any big reaction. He just looked at the woman in front of him blankly, as if his soul had been taken away.

Yuwen Luoshuang stepped forward and patted Feng Xinglang hard on the shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

"Mother."

"Mother?"

Following Feng Xinglang's gaze, Yuwen Luoshuang also instantly raised his eyebrows to look at the woman sitting on top. The woman had peerless beauty, but there was an incomparable coldness emanating from between her eyebrows, as if

Looking down at the world from high up, he is definitely a ruler for eternity.

After giving the emperor a strange look, Yuwen Luoshuang moved her mouth slightly, "Is she also your mother-in-law?"

"no."

"ah?"

As Yuwen Luoshuang finished speaking, a loud rumbling sound erupted in the entire hall, scaring Yuwen Luoshuang back several steps. And the blood mark on her face also appeared on her face.

Driven by spiritual power, it faded away.

The entire cold palace seemed to be tipped over and shaken several times.

Yuwen Luoshuang's hand grabbed Feng Xinglang's arm fiercely, but he didn't react at all. He just stood straight to the side with no change in his expression? In an extremely fast time, Leng Gong's bedroom

It became quiet again. But the woman sitting on top never moved her figure, just like a cold corpse.

"Then why don't you have the same mother?"

As Yuwen Luoshuang finished speaking, the Empress of the West Palace had already walked out from the side hall, and her whole body exuded a cold and gloomy aura, which made people feel a little shuddering.

"You really asked the most critical point with this question. The person sitting above is the queen of the Longwu Empire, but in order to pacify the entire Longwu Empire, she used herself to attract the wandering resentful spirits and try to inspire them.

. And Feng Xinglang was born in such a cold environment, and he carries the noble aura of an emperor with him."
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