Xiao Qizi said seriously: "Based on some information from my subordinates, I should be in the Northern Xinjiang or Northwest Army at this time!"
Soon, special news will spread throughout the Kyushu Continent!
Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment, this is...
She suddenly had mixed feelings, and thousands of thoughts came to her mind!
Ming Lanruo Xiubai's fingers unconsciously clenched the tea cup and said softly: "The flames took Cang Qiao away, and the one who was reborn in the flames was Shangguan Yanqiao."
This is...his rebirth in the true sense.
Because he is embarking on a new journey...
But she was actually just stumbling along the path of her previous life.
From waking up from the nightmare in her previous life to now, she has been groping, falling, then getting up, correcting the direction of the road, falling again, and getting up again...
Finally at this moment, she had a point——
It feels like she has truly repaired the paths of many people she destroyed in her previous life!
Whether it's Cang Qiao's or the people around her...
She was in a daze and slowly her eyes turned red.
Did I finally do it?
Those absurd past lives, his path forward ended with me, under the imperial city tower!
And now, he finally breaks out of his cocoon and is reborn, no longer losing everything because of me!
And those who once loved me and trusted me are still alive today!
"That's great...it's really...that's great, you are all doing well!"
Ming Lanruo raised her hands to cover her eyes, her eyes filled with tears, and the tears fell little by little from her fingers.
Chunming and Xiao Qizi were both a little panicked.
What's wrong with the eldest lady?
They had never seen the eldest lady cry like this.
Chunming thought for a while, then reached out and hugged Ming Lanruo: "Miss, we are all very good. You are doing very well, really very well!"
She didn't know why, but she actually felt that the eldest lady had always been tense in her heart, and now she was a little relieved.
Ming Lanruo smiled with tears in her eyes: "Yes!"
It's not the time to relax and cry, she still has so much to do!
She quickly wiped her face clean with a wet handkerchief.
And Cang Qiao, no, Shangguan Yanqiao’s letter to her hasn’t been opened yet!
She picked up the larger piece of letter paper and opened it, only to find that the paper was as thin as cicada wings and was actually the size of a book!
and……
As soon as Ming Lanruo saw what was on the letter, her face instantly turned red, and she suddenly closed her hands and slapped them on the table!
"Miss, what's wrong?" Chunhe saw that his young lady looked wrong and asked a little worriedly.
Ming Lanruo's heart beat like a drum and she coughed lightly: "It's nothing!"
What is she going to say?
That there was a shameless bastard who actually drew a picture of her disheveled and being held down by her wrists?
Moreover, in the painting holding her head down, only a pair of hands, a slender and powerful back and waist are revealed.
He looks neatly dressed, but the more he looks like this, the more lustful he looks!
How shameless!
This man died once, but he was still full of evil, and both humans and gods were angry!
Seeing this, Haruwa guessed that Mr. Chitose had written something "important", otherwise the eldest lady wouldn't be so nervous.
She looked at Xiao Qizi: "Let's go out first and see if Jingning and the others have prepared food!"
Xiao Qizi nodded obediently: "Okay, Sister Chunhe!"
After Chunhe closed the door, Ming Lanruo hesitated for a while and opened the letter.
She really didn't have the nerve to look at the lifelike painting, she only looked at the words on the paper.
This time, those elegant fonts are much more powerful, and have a bit of a cursive feel like before.
She then thought about it, and she was right, that bastard could draw erotic pictures, and of course he would be much more powerful when writing!
On the paper, Miu Miu's numbers----
The saint calms down her anger and will serve with all her heart and soul in the future, as shown in this picture.
The evil spirit is clearly revealed in the banter.
"This bastard!" Ming Lanruo held her face that was so hot that she was speechless...
And joy.
He still has the strength to be a demon, which shows that his body and bones are very good.
I just don’t know that he has just recovered from a serious injury, but can he endure the bitter cold in the north?
…
"Your Highness, it is bitterly cold in the north. Even though it is already April, there is still frost in the morning. You are recovering from a serious injury, so be careful!"
A tall, eight-foot-tall bearded man wearing a general's armor was holding a thick fox fur cloak draped over a tall, thin figure.
The man was wearing black boots and silver armor. His long hair was half-tied with a purple gold crown, and his facial features were more delicate than that of the woman.
It's just that on his unparalleled handsome face, from the left corner of his forehead to the tip of his left eyebrow, there is a scarlet flame dragon tattoo.
The ferocious flame dragon pattern not only did not damage his appearance, but actually weakened the femininity of his facial features.
It shows a kind of strange and violent dignity that makes people dare not look at it!
"General Tu, I am not that weak." The man murmured lightly, but still allowed the other party to put on the cloak for him.
As he spoke, he led General Tu to a cliff, turned around, and looked back at the mountains in the distance.
There are thick clouds on the horizon, layer upon layer, as if there is a red sun hidden in it, and the dark red glow is faintly visible.
He narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "It's indeed a good time for the sun to rise. Let's wait."
Soon after, a red sun slowly emerged from the thick clouds, and it seemed that the boundless fire of karma dyed the dark clouds in the sky red.
The gorgeous golden light slowly falls on the mountains, rivers and people.
He turned around and his sharp gaze fell on the valley below the cliff.
With the golden sunlight, the silent valley is illuminated little by little.
At some point, there was already a mountain full of people standing there, filled with countless soldiers wearing iron armor, holding gold swords and cavalry in formation.
The training went smoothly and no one made a sound.
Just like the dark soldiers underground, they gradually take shape in the sunlight, which makes people's hair stand on end and is extremely shocking.
The sharp spears and swords glowed with a cold light.
Standing on the cliff, the man who was called His Highness casually took off his gorgeous fox fur cloak and reached out to take the long flag handed by General Tu.
When the golden and cold sunlight fell on the silver armor on his body, it reflected a cold and oppressive sharp light.
The long black sword in his left hand, the long arm on the right shook, and the long flag as red as blood on the flagpole in his left hand rolled like a dragon in the cold wind, flying in the air!
In the middle of the flag, bright yellow flame patterns form a huge word "flame"!
Under the dazzling sunlight, he said calmly: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Shangguan Yanqiao is returning to his position today!!"
It was obviously not a roar, but the deep, cold voice, driven by deep internal strength, floated in everyone's ears along with the sound of the wind.
"See His Highness Flame King, Your Highness returns to his throne!!"
"See His Highness Flame King! Your Highness returns to his throne!"
"See His Highness Flame King! Your Highness returns to his throne!"
Rows of soldiers knelt on one knee, and the roaring roar echoed in the vast valley, shocking the hearts of the people.
