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897. Attack 1

Feng Xinglang, who was sitting next to him, opened his eyes slightly and did not say anything in agreement or refutation. He got this golden arrow from his imperial father when he was young, and he also wrote the small words himself.

It seemed that that year everyone in the world knew that the emperor had appointed a prince, but no one knew that the prince was Feng Xinglang. Yuwen Luoshuang had been playing with the arrow body. She never knew about the royal family and did not want to know.

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After all, a wealthy family is as deep as the sea, let alone a royal matter.

"It seems that the figure of Empress Xigong appeared on the Eastern Continent a few days ago." Yuwen Luoshuang's casual words immediately brought Feng Xinglang back to his wandering state of mind. First, he glanced at Yuwen Luoshuang in surprise, and then looked straight at her.

He looked at her seductively. "How did you know? But there is only the Nishinomiya Empress? Where did you see her?"

"You asked so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?" Looking at Yuwen Luoshuang's slightly calculating eyes, Feng Xinglang felt a little embarrassed. Later, Heiying commented on the world between them.

The affairs on the Internet are always one thing, another thing, but that happened very, very later. "Then let's do it the same way."

"The moment I first arrived in the Eastern Continent, I looked around on the street. Unexpectedly, I saw the figure of Empress Xigong. It's that simple." "Are you seeing that right?"

"There is no mistake. It's the Empress of the West Palace." "How could she be on the Eastern Continent? She has a resentful spirit." "Perhaps, she has defected to the devil world.

"After saying that, Yuwen Luoshuang smiled evilly. Although she was not sure about this matter, based on the resentful spirit on the Queen of the West Palace, it is estimated that no one in the entire Eastern Continent would dare to take her in, not even Yu Wenjing.

Ken.

Just because resentful spirits can suck people's essence, it is different in the demon world. After all, most people here are like this. "By the way, the emperor wants to deal with you, but why don't you tell what happened in the demon world?

So that everyone in the world will criticize you?" Yuwen Luoshuangrao glanced at Feng Xinglang curiously. She had been secretly observing this issue for a long time without getting any definite conclusion. The only person who could know was Feng Xinglang.

No one dared to fight back against him decisively.

Feng Xinglang just leaned back slightly, and the light coming from outside happened to hit Yuwen Luoshuang's face, and he suddenly felt a lot warmer in his heart.

"He is just worried that the throne is not just and right. If the world knows that Feng Shangzong would rather be with everyone in the demon world than stay in the Longwu Empire, it will definitely have an impact on him."

"That's it, are you tired from thinking so much?" "In my opinion, you also think a lot. After all, what can you do recently?" Just as Yuwen Luoshuang was about to answer Feng Xinglang's words, she heard someone coming from outside.

There was a sound of fighting. They obviously no longer acted like soldiers, so why did this situation still happen? For such an abnormal situation,

Yuwen Luoshuang instantly put down the golden arrows in his hands and ran out. This time, even Feng Xinglang didn't react.

The person fighting outside at this time was the Empress of the West Palace whom Yuwen Luoshuang had mentioned before, but she seemed to be at a disadvantage in the fight between the two sides.
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