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Chapter six hundred and eighty recharge

Feng Lie sneered again, as if she was asking a redundant question, but she just spoke lightly, "The surname is Feng and the name is Lie."

After speaking, even the figure could not be seen.

Yu Moqing looked at the direction he left and couldn't help but complain, is it so difficult to say it? Even if someone contacted Feng Lie to save her, she didn't find it strange, but who would it be? Yongye? Or Fu Ziwen? Now I still don't know where Yongye is, and I can't live without this place for the time being, so I can only accumulate energy and nourish my strength for the time being.

Thinking of this, she finally stood up from the ground where she had been kneeling for a long time and opened the bag in her hand.

I saw a piece of clothing similar to the guard, a token and a small hat inside. She immediately compared the clothes to herself. The size was the right one, but the hat was a bit big, but it was good, just blocking her face, making people unable to see her face at all.

Then she looked around and confirmed that there was no one in the big tent. She found another screen to block it and quickly changed into the clothes. It was not until she took off her clothes that she realized that her clothes were torn and mixed with blood. She wiped her face again, and her blood and dust accompanied by sand and dust. She thought of the hatred face and behavior of the prince just now, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. She was such a pervert. She really didn't know how he could do it. She was indeed a big pervert who was hungry and was full of food. If she found an opportunity, she must make the prince pay the price.

After she changed her clothes and had nothing to do, she felt a little tired after taking a nap. Now she knew that Feng Lie would not kill her, and she was in a good mood, as if her energy had recovered again, and her tiredness had long disappeared. Thinking that she could not leave it for the time being, she began to turn around the big tent. In addition to looking at the structure and decorations inside, she also looked through the documents that Feng Lie had just reviewed.

But she originally wanted to discover something, but found that the words written by Feng Lie were not Chinese characters at all, and she couldn't understand any of them. She couldn't help but be surprised. Unexpectedly, Liu'an and Dazhao were far apart. Not only were they not able to understand the language, but they were also different. They were really a completely alien race. But they could also speak Chinese. On the other hand, she had been in Dazhao for so long but had never seen the Han people know Liu'an. Is this also Liu'an so well prepared for Dazhao, but he had almost never framed him? What about the Yellow Turban Army? Is it really just the city governor and the nouveau riche? Or was it designed by someone?

Although she knew Liu'an had a clear ambitions for Dazhao, she never thought that he was prepared enough. If it were Dazhao himself, he might not have cared about these minor changes. After all, the collapse was caused by the demise of many days, especially after Xing Tianyao came to power, she did not even make any changes. She put down the documents on the table and looked a little serious. So what about the wedding group this time? If it was just to pick up the wedding group, why should he make such a big fuss, or even set up camp for three days? Generally speaking, if he really wanted to welcome the wedding group, he would definitely contact the wedding group. However, since Donglang was forced to retreat, she fell off the cliff with Yongye again, and there was no news on both sides. What would be the balance between this?

Imagine whether you get news about whether the marriage group is coming or not, the prince must make decisions. Even if the marriage group is untrustworthy, they will definitely send the news back and let the royal family know. However, it is precisely because of the prince, that is, Feng Lie's mouth, that is, the incident of the robbery of the people, that means that the prince is so idle that he may not even know what happened to the marriage group, and he is still here to have fun.

Why is this?

Could it be that someone mediated it?

Yu Moqing thought that the signal flare he emitted before falling into the valley would be the person Yongye originally said to be the one who responded?

Having no idea, Yu Moqing shook his head and placed the documents in his hand back in place.

Soon, someone sent some food to the tent, and told General Yu Moqing to tell her not to leave here and let her have a good rest.

Yu Moqing did not refuse. After all, the other person hadn't killed her anymore, so she had no need to doubt Feng Lie's good or badness. So she nodded and obediently took the food sent by the guards.

Before, when she was at the bottom of the valley, she and Yongye could only make a living by wild fruits and weeds. After being kidnapped, they had no chance to eat. Now that they saw the food, they were really a starving ghost and reincarnated. They said that it was a meal, but it was actually a few pieces of large naan and some minced meat. Yu Moqing didn't bother to take the chopsticks, grabbed it and put it in her mouth, and ate it in big mouthfuls. Fortunately, she expected that she became more and more hungry as she ate, and she had consumed too much in the past few days, and the amount was enough. After she finally finished drinking the bowl of hot soup, she was already overwhelmed.

Thinking that the left and right had to stay for a long time, and he couldn't leave, Yu Moqing thought that he would take care of himself first. He looked at a big bed in the inner room, and there was a slightly shorter sitting slump next to him. Without saying a word, he fell on the sitting slump and took a small cloak to cover it and continued to accumulate energy.
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