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Chapter 445: You Are Not Yan Yiyi

"Don't worry Fengxing, Xiaoyi will definitely help you win the whole world." Yan Xiaoyi put her green hand on Duan Fengxing's back, and whispered with her lips close to Duan Fengxing's ear. Those sincere words made Duan Fengxing happy.

Feng Xing's heart moved slightly, but then he was enveloped by that power again.

Be cruel, and only by being cruel can you gain everything, he said silently in his heart again and again.

A few white clouds occasionally floated in the white sky, the cold wind blew, and the depressed trees were already covered with ice strips.

The cold wind blew, and the ice sticks jingled on the branches.

Above the south city gate, Deputy Duan Fengxing looked into the distance. Not far ahead were tents. Occasionally, he could see green smoke slowly drifting out into the sky.

Behind Duan Fengxing is Yan Xiaoyi dressed in red. What she has to do today is to play Yan Yiyi.

Feng Xing said that Yan Yiyi was so red. He lowered his eyes and looked at the fiery red clothes on his body, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of Yan Xiaoyi's lips.

Shui's sparkling eyes raised and looked forward. From a distance, he could see rows of well-trained soldiers in front of the tent.

His majestic appearance and energetic appearance were twice as strong as all the soldiers in Tianji's city. From this point of view, the difference between Tianji and Fengyang can be seen.

The mighty shouts shook the sky, and even the trees covered with ice strips shook their bodies. It was obvious that the sound was so inspiring.

Under the city tower, Feng Yuze, a maroon horse, was wearing silver-gray armor and holding a sword in his hand, which shone with a silvery cold light in the gentle sunlight.

There was no trace of emotion in her eyes that looked deep into the sea, and her beautiful face was as cold as ice in the cold wind.

"Duan Fengxing, hand over Tian Xiangyu." A clear and cold voice sounded, making the already cold air drop even more.

Duan Fengxing looked down at Feng Yuze and smiled, an evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, without any trace of fear.

"Feng Yuze, do you really only remember Tian Xiangyu?"

The question made Feng Yuze freeze on the spot, but for a moment he raised his eyes to look at Duan Fengxing and said: "Duan Fengxing, you'd better hand over Tianxiangyu, otherwise, I don't mind letting Tianji and Fengyang merge.

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"Oh..." A long final sound came out from Duan Fengxing's nostrils, and Duan Fengxing still smiled with an evil look on his face.

Behind her, Yan Xiaoyi's hands in her sleeves were tightly clasped together. There was no emotion in her sparkling eyes. She was blocked by Duan Fengxing and could not see the scene under the tower at all.

But listening to the tone of the two people, you can feel that it is very bad.

"Haha, you can see if I have this ability!" Feng Yuze smiled instead of angry, looking at Duan Fengxing on the tower with half-squinted eyes.

"I believe you, but you don't have the courage." Duan Fengxing raised the corners of his lips and said slowly.

"Oh, Duan Fengxing, do you have a little too much confidence in yourself? Do you really think you sent people to kill Feng Zhiyan and the others?"

Duan Fengxing's pupils tightened, and his heart felt uneasy for a while. Could it be said that they had escaped his assassination?

Just as he was thinking about it, Tie Yi suddenly appeared on the tower, watched Duan Fengxing fly over in a hurry, and whispered something in his ear.

Duan Fengxing had an angry look on his face, then glanced at the bottom of the tower, waved his sleeves and left angrily.

Yan Xiaoyi watched Duan Fengxing leave and quickly followed him!

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