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Volume 2: Chapter 1117: Flower sedan chair?!

Yun Qingyun naturally had a precaution. When she discovered that Gong Zhuyun had demonic energy, she crushed the teleportation ball and disappeared from the spot.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed. This time the environment was different from before. It was not an empty forest, surrounded by beasts, nor a dark cave. It was in a carriage decorated with prosperous and nobleness.

The carriage was parked, and through the bead curtain, you could see that there was a heavily guarded army outside.

Yun Qingqing thought that the teleportation ball was not far away, no matter how much she teleported, she shouldn't have teleported to the border thousands of miles away, right?

Jiuque admired the carved decorations inside the BMW Fragrance car and exclaimed: "Master, you are very lucky this time."

And at this moment, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted.

The visitor was wearing a vermilion brocade robe and a mysterious jade crown. His handsome face was still gentle like a spring breeze, but his eyebrows were filled with the unique sharpness and power of the emperor.

"Feng Jin, long time no see." Yun Qingyun, who was leaning on the couch, was slightly surprised when he saw Feng Jin, but still said leisurely.

Feng Jin raised the curtain and paused slightly. He looked at the girl with a long ice blue dress with a beautiful face and a picturesque look, and she was slightly swaying. After a long time, she smiled and said, "It's been a long time."

"But..." He smiled gently: "This is my wedding sedan chair."

Yun Qingyun's leisurely expression suddenly froze, and she widened her eyes and looked at Feng Jin, feeling a little embarrassed: "Flower...Cartoon sedan?"

Feng Jin nodded with a smile.

Yun Qingyun: "..."

Jiuque: "..."

Damn! What's the luck?!

At this time—

A sound that rang through the swamp forest like thunder came from outside the sedan chair: "Yun Qing!

Yun Qingyu immediately took Jiuque out of the sedan chair. When Feng Jin passed by, Yun Qingyu sighed, "I'm afraid you will be implicated today."

Seeing Yun Qingyu holding the Jade Bone Ice Fan and flying over thousands of troops, Feng Jin's eyes were light.

The Imperial Guards of Beiliu Kingdom suddenly looked at Yun Qingyu flying past them, and each of them held their weapons tightly and protected Feng Jin. However, Feng Jin walked to the front of the Imperial Guards and looked at Yun Qingyu.

Yun Qingyun stopped in front of the Imperial Guard, and opposite her was "Yun Xiaoran" wearing a dark purple robe and a pale and gloomy face.

Seeing the familiar and unfamiliar face, Feng Jin's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's her!

Yun Qingyu held the Jade Bone Ice Fan and pointed straight at Gong Zhu, making a fight.

Gong Zhu pinched an orchid and pointed: "I thought Sister Xu would continue running, why don't you run?"

He glanced at the thousands of troops behind Yun Qingyu, and laughed with a coldness that would not take the lives of the people in his eyes: "It just so happened that Sister Yu has chosen a good place where so many people are buried with you."

Suddenly—

His eyes fell on Feng Jin, who was wearing a vermilion brocade robe. Gong Zhu's eyes sank slightly, and he was a little dazed. A feeling that he could not control and a suffocating pain came from his chest, making him frown.

He knew who that person was, Feng Jin.

This body loves people who are crazy.

However, he didn't expect that there was still Yun Xiaoran's remaining spiritual consciousness in this body.

So much so that when he saw Feng Jin, he would feel the emotions of this body.

Gong Zhu clenched his fists slightly, and there was a bloodthirsty sneer on the corner of his mouth. Yun Xiaoran, your remaining last touch of spiritual consciousness is just to look at him for the last time?

Since I saw it, why haven’t it disappeared?
Chapter completed!
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