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422. Chapter 422 My Man, Feng Tianlan

Some soldiers couldn't help feeling a little, and immediately returned and shouted: "I am willing to go to the battlefield with my wife. I live a glorious life and die a greatness! I don't leave like this!"

"I'm willing to stay..." Then a soldier shouted.

"I am willing to stay and do a big fight..." Another soldier stood up.

Then, many people came back and didn't plan to leave.

"If you have relatives waiting, leave." Youya's voice was a little sad and a bitter smile on her face, "Don't let your relatives break their concern."

She understands that feeling.

At this time, another young soldier, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, looked pretty and had a very signature look. His big eyes were firm and said, "My life is saved by the head coach! Now, I will never leave even if I die. I want to stay!"

Youya raised her eyebrows and then asked softly: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ling Chong! I was originally the son of the county magistrate of Nandu, but I was framed by this Ji Rui thief. My father couldn't get sick. When I came to join the army, he wanted to torture me to death. The commander happened to rescue me. He did not thank me for his kindness, but I would not leave at this time!" Ling Chong's words were paused, covering his young and tender face with a layer of firm tenacity.

Youya looked at him with a little appreciation. He was so righteous that he must have inherited his father's genes. He nodded and looked at Fei Bai next to him.

"Yes, the prince saved him the first day he came." Fei Bai's voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by Youya.

"Okay, Ling Chong, do you have any relatives in your family?" Youya asked curiously.

"The relatives are no longer close relatives except cousins, so Ling Chong has no worries!" After Ling Chong said that, he knelt down and bowed: "Madam, please leave me."

"Okay, stay."

Just as You Ya finished speaking, several soldiers then clasped their fists and begged to stay. Seeing their persistence, You Ya finally nodded.

The rest of the people who were leaving, Youya asked them to queue up and leave in an orderly manner. Looking at the hundreds of people who stayed, Youya had a smile on her face.

Enough, so many people are willing to follow each other in life and death. She must lead them to a bloody path.

"Princess, the Emperor Zhan led his men to stand two kilometers away from the city gate." Feibai looked at Youya standing alone on the city wall.

Youya nodded: "Everyone is full, just go on the road. The last thing I did for the prince is to do my best to guard the city gate once." Touching the city wall, Youya's smile was a little stiff.

Once upon a time, she just stood here and watched from afar, watching him wearing silver armor, full of energy, as cold as a god...

But now she was just looking at him. The place where he used to fight was no longer visible.

Sighing, Youya's heart only felt a sensation of colic.

"Bring Ji Rui and Qiu'er up." Youya almost gritted her teeth. It was these two people, one of whom was the master and the other one of whom was accomplice, because the two of them, the person they loved the most died at the gun of the man opposite.

Does she hate the Emperor of War? Isn’t there only love to hate? So, she doesn’t hate.

But for the two people in front of her, she wanted to kill them immediately now.

Ji Rui and Qiu'er who were dragged up were already dying, and the wounds on their bodies seemed to be flowing with pus. What's even more terrifying was that there seemed to be some bugs and maggots crawling around, making Youya feel disgusted.

"Hang them outside the city wall to shock the morale of the army!" Youya's voice was not loud, but she sounded extremely domineering.

The two who were already a little unconscious were inexplicably trembling when they heard You Ya's words, while the soldiers despised the two of them very much.

After a while, two people were hung high above the city wall, covered in bruises and probably even their mother could not recognize them.

Looking from a distance, the Emperor Zhan was also looking at him. You Ya curled her lips and took out the sword that Jing Mo left for him, and then shouted: "Prepare to leave the city..."

Feibai and Youya were leading a team of people. When they faced Zhan Wushuang, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yaya, you know, I won't kill you." Zhan Wushuang's voice was filled with a hint of determination and distress: "He is dead, and I will take care of you in the future."

"Whoever cares about your care? Zhan Wushuang, if you want this Dongchuan, step over my body!" You Ya's words made Zhan Wushuang frown.

"Is it worth it for Fengyin Kingdom?" Zhan Wushuang was curious. Fengyin Kingdom already owed too much to Youya.

"My protection is not for Feng Yin Kingdom, but for him, my man, Feng Tianlan!" Youya paused word by word, and the wind raised her hair, plus her silver armor and her braided braids looked like a female hero no matter how she looked.

Those seven big words made Zhan Wushuang's heart tighten.

My man, Feng Tianlan!

This sentence hovered in Zhan Wushuang's mind, and then he smiled.

"No matter what, you can no longer escape from my palm, and this Fengyin Kingdom cannot escape from my palm. You know, I am determined to win you today! No one can stop you!" Zhan Wushuang's voice was like a high-ranking king, with confidence and domineering spirit, covering this hundred miles of sky, and the ghosts remained undispersed.

Youya frowned. How could she not know that the disparity between herself and the Warring States Period was too great? But her heart told herself that she must persevere! She must finish what she wanted to do.

What do you want to do? There was a little Qi Ran in Youya's eyes. If possible, she would still kill into the palace, kill Xu Yunduo, and abuse Feng Muchen!

But in front of her, she suddenly felt that she was weak. But she knew that what she didn't cherish the most now was her life...

"Is the underworld in the underworld?" Youya smiled coldly.

Sure enough, Zhan Wushuang was stunned. The underworld? No, he was about to get the world of the Three Kingdoms, but he couldn't go to the underworld. He wanted her to accompany him to look down on the world of the Three Kingdoms, be his own woman, and be the queen above all tens of thousands of people.

Let me ask, if it were another woman, which woman wouldn’t be grateful?

"Be my woman, you can look down on the world..." Zhan Wushuang was almost furious.

"So what if you look down on the world? So what if you look down on the people? You are my husband-killing enemy, and you are irreconcilable!" After Yuya said that, she smiled evilly: "Let's do it now!"

He pulled the sword in his hand, and there was a murderous aura in Youya's eyes.

"Listen to my order: I will not hurt a hair if I catch a living person, do you understand?" As soon as Zhan Wushuang said, the soldiers below looked at each other. The two soldiers were inevitably injured in war. How can they catch it if they don't hurt a hair? Besides, the woman was holding a sharp sword in her hand! But! The emperor's words are imperial edicts, let's catch it! Some soldiers couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and immediately returned and shouted: "I am willing to go to the battlefield with my wife. Life is glorious and death is great! I don't leave like this!"

"I'm willing to stay..." Then a soldier shouted.

"I am willing to stay and do a big fight..." Another soldier stood up.

Then, many people came back and didn't plan to leave.

"If you have relatives waiting, leave." Youya's voice was a little sad and a bitter smile on her face, "Don't let your relatives break their concern."

She understands that feeling.

At this time, another young soldier, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, looked pretty and had a very signature look. His big eyes were firm and said, "My life is saved by the head coach! Now, I will never leave even if I die. I want to stay!"

Youya raised her eyebrows and then asked softly: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ling Chong! I was originally the son of the county magistrate of Nandu, but I was framed by this Ji Rui thief. My father couldn't get sick. When I came to join the army, he wanted to torture me to death. The commander happened to rescue me. He did not thank me for his kindness, but I would not leave at this time!" Ling Chong's words were paused, covering his young and tender face with a layer of firm tenacity.

Youya looked at him with a little appreciation. He was so righteous that he must have inherited his father's genes. He nodded and looked at Fei Bai next to him.

"Yes, the prince saved him the first day he came." Fei Bai's voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by Youya.

"Okay, Ling Chong, do you have any relatives in your family?" Youya asked curiously.

"The relatives are no longer close relatives except cousins, so Ling Chong has no worries!" After Ling Chong said that, he knelt down and bowed: "Madam, please leave me."

"Okay, stay."

Just as You Ya finished speaking, several soldiers then clasped their fists and begged to stay. Seeing their persistence, You Ya finally nodded.

The rest of the people who were leaving, Youya asked them to queue up and leave in an orderly manner. Looking at the hundreds of people who stayed, Youya had a smile on her face.

Enough, so many people are willing to follow each other in life and death. She must lead them to a bloody path.

"Princess, the Emperor Zhan led his men to stand two kilometers away from the city gate." Feibai looked at Youya standing alone on the city wall.

Youya nodded: "Everyone is full, just go on the road. The last thing I did for the prince is to do my best to guard the city gate once." Touching the city wall, Youya's smile was a little stiff.

Once upon a time, she just stood here and watched from afar, watching him wearing silver armor, full of energy, as cold as a god...

But now she was just looking at him. The place where he used to fight was no longer visible.

Sighing, Youya's heart only felt a sensation of colic.

"Bring Ji Rui and Qiu'er up." Youya almost gritted her teeth. It was these two people, one of whom was the master and the other one of whom was accomplice, because the two of them, the person they loved the most died at the gun of the man opposite.

Does she hate the Emperor of War? Isn’t there only love to hate? So, she doesn’t hate.

But for the two people in front of her, she wanted to kill them immediately now.

Ji Rui and Qiu'er who were dragged up were already dying, and the wounds on their bodies seemed to be flowing with pus. What's even more terrifying was that there seemed to be some bugs and maggots crawling around, making Youya feel disgusted.

"Hang them outside the city wall to shock the morale of the army!" Youya's voice was not loud, but she sounded extremely domineering.

The two who were already a little unconscious were inexplicably trembling when they heard You Ya's words, while the soldiers despised the two of them very much.

After a while, two people were hung high above the city wall, covered in bruises and probably even their mother could not recognize them.

Looking from a distance, the Emperor Zhan was also looking at him. You Ya curled her lips and took out the sword that Jing Mo left for him, and then shouted: "Prepare to leave the city..."

Feibai and Youya were leading a team of people. When they faced Zhan Wushuang, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Yaya, you know, I won't kill you." Zhan Wushuang's voice was filled with a hint of determination and distress: "He is dead, and I will take care of you in the future."

"Whoever cares about your care? Zhan Wushuang, if you want this Dongchuan, step over my body!" You Ya's words made Zhan Wushuang frown.

"Is it worth it for Fengyin Kingdom?" Zhan Wushuang was curious. Fengyin Kingdom already owed too much to Youya.

"My protection is not for Feng Yin Kingdom, but for him, my man, Feng Tianlan!" Youya paused word by word, and the wind raised her hair, plus her silver armor and her braided braids looked like a female hero no matter how she looked.

Those seven big words made Zhan Wushuang's heart tighten.

My man, Feng Tianlan!

This sentence hovered in Zhan Wushuang's mind, and then he smiled.

"No matter what, you can no longer escape from my palm, and this Fengyin Kingdom cannot escape from my palm. You know, I am determined to win you today! No one can stop you!" Zhan Wushuang's voice was like a high-ranking king, with confidence and domineering spirit, covering this hundred miles of sky, and the ghosts remained undispersed.

Youya frowned. How could she not know that the disparity between herself and the Warring States Period was too great? But her heart told herself that she must persevere! She must finish what she wanted to do.

What do you want to do? There was a little Qi Ran in Youya's eyes. If possible, she would still kill into the palace, kill Xu Yunduo, and abuse Feng Muchen!

But in front of her, she suddenly felt that she was weak. But she knew that what she didn't cherish the most now was her life...

"Is the underworld in the underworld?" Youya smiled coldly.

Sure enough, Zhan Wushuang was stunned. The underworld? No, he was about to get the world of the Three Kingdoms, but he couldn't go to the underworld. He wanted her to accompany him to look down on the world of the Three Kingdoms, be his own woman, and be the queen above all tens of thousands of people.

Let me ask, if it were another woman, which woman wouldn’t be grateful?

"Be my woman, you can look down on the world..." Zhan Wushuang was almost furious.

"So what if you look down on the world? So what if you look down on the people? You are my husband-killing enemy, and you are irreconcilable!" After Yuya said that, she smiled evilly: "Let's do it now!"

He pulled the sword in his hand, and there was a murderous aura in Youya's eyes.

"Listen to my order: If you catch a living person, you must not hurt a hair, do you understand?" As soon as Zhan Wushuang said, the soldiers below looked at each other. The two soldiers were inevitably injured in war. How can they catch it if they don't hurt a hair? Besides, this woman was holding a sharp sword in her hand! But! The emperor's words are imperial edicts, let's catch it!
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