913. Thirst for Power 1
This is why he began to recruit different people within the Yuwen family to strengthen his power.
At this point, four armies in the world began to appear, one was the soldiers of the Dragon Martial Empire, the other was the soldiers of the Demon Realm, and the other was divided into soldiers led by Yuwen Jing and soldiers led by Yuwen Hao. As the world began to be in chaos, the people originally on the Eastern Continent began to surrender to different armies. But for some reason, there were also many people who surrendered to the Demon Realm.
Yuwen Luoshuang, who had returned to normal, sat slightly on the chair next to her. This time, several groups of people had come to join the Demon Realm, and the number of people in the tent gradually increased. In fact, although these people had some spiritual power, they could not play any powerful role. They generally only increased the number of troops in the Demon Realm. But for them, choosing which side was a gambling for survival.
After a long time, Yuwen Luoshuang yawned slightly. For some reason, she didn't have a good night's sleep when she came in. There were always scenes of two people fighting in her dreams. One was wearing white clothes, and the other was wearing a black flash. Every time she started shouting loudly from the side, a shiny golden light would pop up her to the ground. Because of this, she could not sleep well all night.
Feng Xinglang, who was sitting next to her, gently covered a fluffy blanket on Yuwen Luoshuang, who just opened his eyes slightly. Then he took a lazy look at the side, then hugged the blanket and walked out.
For Yuwen Luoshuang, who had not woken up, everything here was not enough to resist her enthusiasm for sleeping. Then Feng Xinglang followed her closely, afraid that she would fall to the ground if she was not careful, but Yuwen Luoshuang's balance ability was still excellent.
"Why hasn't there been any movement in Fengshang Sect recently?"
"I just promised the emperor not to do anything that would harm the Dragon Martial Empire in the past year."
"In my opinion, the year has arrived."
While talking, Yuwen Luoshuang leaned forward a little unsteadily. When Feng Xinglang was about to reach out her hand, she was already standing steadily on the ground and still walking slowly forward. At this time, Yuwen Luoshuang looked like a drunk person, but her thinking was very clear.
After walking for a long time, Yuwen Luoshuang looked at Feng Xinglang with a smile on his eyebrows, "I'm waiting for your mercenary to rise up."
"It's almost done."
Soon, a bright rainbow appeared in the sky. Since the chaotic mercenaries in the world, there has never been such a comfortable scene. However, even if it appears, not many people should be able to stand in the sun and watch such a scene as leisurely as them.
"People in the world should gather together to Fengshang Sect. No matter which camp they go to, they will become dead soldiers on the battlefield. Only Fengshang Sect can take them in."
"So caring about the world?"
"I'm just worried about taking too many lives and becoming violent."
Chapter completed!