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958. Flow 3

As if feeling Feng Xinglang's gaze, Yuwen Luoshuang directly put the letter in her hand in front of him, and then drank water by herself, but she still yawned very sleepily, and the whole

People don't seem to have much energy.

Even though the matter of the golden armor had come to an end, she understood that the emperor sitting high in the imperial capital would not let them off so easily.

"Yu Wenjing's intention was to let Yu Wen Ning cooperate with them inside and outside and occupy the imperial city."

Yuwen Luoshuang raised her eyebrows to see clearly the expression on Feng Xinglang's face at this time. Perhaps because the sunlight was too strong, she could only see his slightly stiff outline. She inadvertently put the tea cup in her hand on the table.

He looked up and then glanced lazily outside the camp. At this time, Feng Shangzong seemed to have returned to his original appearance, so quiet that one would not think that he was on a battlefield.

The recent armies appear to be very quiet, especially the armies in the Imperial City.

When the warriors who obtained the golden armor surrendered to Feng Shangzong, the entire imperial capital began to boil. This made them even more convinced that their emperor was the man named Feng Xinglang, but they could not leave the city, and the surrounding people

The city gates have been garrisoned by major armies.

In fact, there are still many armies in the imperial city. If all the sergeants are destroyed, they will still have dead soldiers, so the emperor was just angry about this, but he didn't care much. He was only slightly concerned about the submission of the golden armor.

After snorting, there was nothing more to say. No one knew what their emperor was thinking, and even the thoughtful Yu Wen Hanyue didn't understand the logic behind it.

Feng Xinglang lowered his head slightly, and then kissed Yuwen Luoshuang's forehead lovingly. He had already sat back to his original position before she had any real reaction.

"Yu Wenjing's plan is very good, but now even people from the demon world have gathered in the imperial city, and the two sides are likely to fight over some things."

"Aren't they allies? There's nothing left to fight for."

"That's not necessarily the case. Yu Wenjing wants far more than what the Demon King can give, so he will naturally become even more violent."

Yuwen Luoshuang lowered her head slightly, agreeing with what Feng Xinglang said. However, her fingers were still cold on the table next to her. As for what was going to happen next, even if fate had already arranged it, everything was still there.

It won't be a fixed number.

But it can be a disaster.

At this time, the black shadow walked in from afar. He still hid himself out of sight, so Yuwen Luoshuang felt the aura exclusive to the black shadow when he walked in slightly. Then she

He laughed softly and casually wrapped his hands in the warm blanket.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Did you suddenly think of me?"

"I'm here to tell you that there is a fight between two armies in the imperial city."

"What's new here? It just doesn't get along with the Imperial Capital's army, so they started fighting like that."
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