Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 658, 100,000 Army

"What do you think of this matter?" In the dull bed of the long, the sound of seriousness with chilling indulged in the breath.

Zhou Batian raised the unfathomable scorpion and looked at Zhou Tianyu on the opposite side. The anger of his forbearance suppressed the two people opposite.

"Father and Emperor, the children believe that it is not appropriate to send troops at this time. We have never planned to attack Long Xuguo. Although Long Xuguo is badly wounded, it is difficult for us to have 100% of the relationship between Long Shao and An Wang. Grasp, plus a Miss Nine..."

Zhou Tianyu slightly lowered his head, and Mei Yu only saw a black line.

There have been concerns about the two identities of Long Ding and Yun Dance Summoner.

Unfortunately, he is not worried about the place...

At this time, Zhou Feiyu’s mouth is stunned, and it’s not easy to detect it.

"What do you think should be done?" Zhou Batian moved his eyes to Zhou Feiyu.

"Back to the father, the children feel that the break is broken, to the end of the trouble." Zhou Feiyu slightly owed, respectful but still not mean.

Zhou Batian heard his words, and there was a slight change in the depth of his eyes.

"That's the deal for you, I hope the results won't let me down."

"Children are obeying."

Zhou Feiyu fainted and turned and left the dormitory.

When I left, I intentionally and unintentionally took a look at Zhou Tianyu, and my eyes were calm and calm, but it made Zhou Tianyu feel more uncomfortable than humiliating him.

He glanced at the back of Zhou Feiyu, and his eyes were cold and raging. The hands that were stuck in midair were slightly tight and then released.

Without the help of Xue Liu, to deal with Zhou Feiyu, he obviously has some strengths.

......

Outside the hall, there is a thousand miles in the moon, and the sleeping hall is dark as a candle.

Although he was walking under the moon, his figure was still dark.

Under the moonlight night, the breeze blew, this moment seems to be a little dull, condensing all the movements.

Zhou Feiyu stopped and condensed the opposite person, and the sharp eyes swept away. "Who?"

"People who can help the Seven Princes to earn income." As the sound of the coldness of the cold, the ghosts linger with the oppressive darkness.

Zhou Feiyu’s mouth was raised and he pulled out a mocking smile. “Do you think I will use a person who asks for help?”

"Seven princes certainly don't use people casually, but the Seven Princes don't want to take down Long Xuguo? As long as you think, no one knows more about Long Xuguo than I do."

The ink-night ice in the black robe is in the night. If it is not his flat, cold-blooded scorpion, it reveals that the frost is pale, and it is almost integrated with the night.

Zhou Feiyu condensed him for a moment, and he vaguely guessed who it was.

Long Xuguo’s national teacher?

However, at this time, Zhou Feiyu, but slightly coveted, meditation passed.

After half a ring, Zhou Feiyu looked like a smile and said: "No benefit, no, what is your profit?"

"Life."

"Who is the life?"

"The dragon is evil."

"Oh." Under the night of Qing Mang, Zhou Feiyu covered his hands with his hands. "Then take what you need."

"I am willing to serve the Highness." The ink of the night ice bowed slightly, and the look was completely hidden under the black robe.

At that moment, Zhou Feiyu flashed a trace of coldness in the shackles, a trace of doubt, a trace of disdain, fleeting, and the step disappeared into the night.

In the pavilion, a smug figure is in the shadow of the figure, Zhou Fei Yu 眸 condensed the Qing Mang, the eyes contemplative for a long time.

For the soon time after the first battle, he always felt that his heart was not feeling solid. The feeling of the heart was always unclear, and soon there will be a complete answer.

He wants to know the answer, but he is afraid to know...

The battlefield is fearless, domineering, but only for her, one is lost, forbearing, afraid, what is like him?

Desperately, the sharpness of the slap in the face of a cold, and soon, he will never be forbearing again! ——

In a short period of time.

The news of the dance of the clouds and the dragons and the evils of the dragons spread over and over.

Then, the news that Zhou Wangchao is about to send out the dragon and the country, like a bomb, will once again push the hot debate to the top.

Yun Lengyi, who has always had a good relationship with the DPRK, was shocked by the news.

After meditation, I still told the news to Yunxiao. After the news was received, the whole person immediately angered and burned.

"Zhou Feiyu, what do he want to do? Long Xuguo has just been badly hurt, he wants to blame people for danger?"

Yun Lengyi frowned slightly and meditated: "He can attack the dragon Xuguo so well and support him..."

How can Yunxiao think about the road behind it? The anger of the anger is a little cold, and there is a worry in the depths of his eyes. This time, the emperor secretly attacked Long Xuguo, and it seems to be a little worried.

Maybe attacking Long Xuguo is just a blind man, want to kill...

Daddy, the clouds are deep, and the bottom of the eye is faintly flashing. "When did he fight to send troops?"

"When I got the news this morning, I had already led the troops to leave." Yun Lengyi said coldly.

"You are a little rabbit, and you set off this morning. You tell me now, if something happens to Jiuyitou, I will ask you!"

Clouds and eyebrows are horizontal, and the tough big slams, when they shake the entire Yunfu.

When the words are exported, when Yun Lengyi looks up and wants to say something, he can only feel the air that is shaking around him. At this time, there is a cloud figure.

Yun Lengyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but soon, he followed the past where the clouds disappeared. ——

Half a month later!

The smashing horses came and the 100,000 troops will be in full swing.

Zhou Feiyu looked at the vast woods in front of him, and there was a slight anomaly in the sharp eyes. Through the cracks in the spots of the forest leaves, he looked as if he could imagine.

Above the city pool, the purple clothes hang like a flag.

It’s fast, as long as you cross the forest, you will be able to reach the first city on the border of Long Xuguo.

He guessed that she should have been waiting for him there?

Zhou Feiyu's cold and cold lips couldn't help but pick one up. The reins in his hand were tight, and the armor was smashed, revealing the silver cold awns, and accelerated into the woods.

And the ink-night ice behind him has also been put on a battle suit with a mask on his face.

When the horse galloped and faintly saw the two dazzling figures on the wall, the coldness of his body was fleeting.

On the wall of the city, the two sculpt are standing next to each other, and the clothes are absolutely floating, just like the battle flag that stands still.

Yun Wu looked at Zhou Fei, who was galloping from the horse. The corner of his mouth raised a sneer, a purple coat, with an innate cleansing, just like the king looked down.

When Zhou Feiyu touched her, his gaze could no longer be removed...

For a moment, the thoughts and imaginations in the bottom of my heart, like the heat flow, blasted in his body, like a volcanic eruption.

The dragon fell in love and looked at Zhou Feiyu's gaze of the cloud dance, and the scorpion of the evil charm passed a touch of light.