Yuwen Luoshuang lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the ground, then said something.

Looking at her leaving figure, everyone let out a long sigh of relief, fearing that they would be severely punished by Master Luoshuang. You must know that Yuwen Luoshuang has the highest status in this camp besides Feng Xinglang.

So powerful.

When Yuwen Luoshuang returned to the camp, she only saw the figure of her spiritual pet, not Feng Xinglang's face. She sighed slightly, and then walked to the spiritual pet. She intercepted Yu Wenjing's message again today.

A letter, above

The header was still unsigned. Every time, she would ask Heiying to take back the original letter, and the one she sent out was written by Heiying according to Yu Wenjing's notes. If you look carefully, you can't tell.

What a clue.

Yuwen Luoshuang casually threw the sealed letter aside, then picked up the cushion behind her a little sleepily and held it in her arms.

Feng Xinglang's whereabouts in the past few days have been very strange. Every time he saw Feng Xinglang, it was when she woke up, and he would sneak into her tent unknowingly, and then fall asleep with her in his arms.

Everything seemed to go as it should, and she was generally used to this kind of life.

Just when Yuwen Luoshuang was about to close her eyes, she saw Feng Xinglang's figure in the distance, which looked very clear in the snowy sky. Then she lazily turned around and looked at Feng Xinglang with squinted eyes.

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"What, are you sleepy?"

Feng Xinglang carefully covered her with the blanket on the side, and then slowly sat next to her. Seeing that she only moved slightly, he laughed softly.

"Why have you been so sleepy lately?"

"Maybe winter is coming."

After Yuwen Luoshuang said these words, she fell into a drowsy sleep, and her body at this time was extremely cold. Feng Xinglang, who had his fingers touching her body, was a little surprised and approached her.

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Just when he was about to squeeze Yuwen Luoshuang's hand, a black shadow suddenly appeared next to Feng Xinglang. After seeing the sleeping Yuwen Luoshuang, he frowned slightly, and then walked to Feng Xinglang.

Lang's edge took Yuwen Luoshuang's wrist.

"Although we have reduced the maximum effectiveness of the demonic magic weapon, the aura in her body is still fighting against the demonic aura. In other words, her recent lethargy is probably due to the struggle between the two infuriating energies.

It directly hurt her body."

"Manzhushahua is gone, is there another way?"

As Feng Xinglang's words fell, Heiying shook his head helplessly. In fact, he didn't know what would happen in the end. Judging from Yuwen Luoshuang's now increasingly cold body, there should be nothing wrong with it.

Good results.

So Heiying shook his head lowly, "We can only prepare for the worst."

"This is impossible. She is someone who has entered the Xuantian Formation. There is no way she could have been so seriously injured because of that magic weapon in the demon world!"

"The most important thing is that she has entered the Xuantian Formation. The largest part of the resistance spiritual power in her body comes from the Xuantian Formation, and then she becomes so weak. And she once lost everything because of you.
Chapter completed!