"Is this news true or false?" The faces of the officials in the entire hall turned green.
Tonight, it is now close to dusk, and even at the fastest speed, the news cannot be delivered to Yan Che tonight.
If hundreds of thousands of poison-tailed wasps attack the city, and there is nothing to restrain it, look at the checkpoint in the south of Tianya...
Is this news, this news, a false message that shakes the morale of the military, or...
"I don't know." The intelligence officer who came to report had a serious look on his face.
I don’t know. If they knew the truth or falsehood, they wouldn’t report it directly to make a decision.
They couldn't tell the difference at all for a while.
"Bring it here." In this huge shock, Feng Wuxin suddenly reached out and pulled out the inexplicable secret report from the piece of paper.
Elegant and frantic brushwork.
Apparently the situation was urgent when this person wrote this secret letter.
Junxiu's handwriting looks like dragons and phoenixes dancing...
So similar? Feng Wuxin suddenly grasped the secret letter in his hand. This sign looked... like...
"Incoming people, I would rather believe that they are there than not, so equip yourself immediately, mobilize the royal family's exclusive eleventh level Luanfeng Feipeng, and go quickly."
"yes."
Immediately, someone rushed down quickly.
Level 11 Luan Feng Feipeng is very fast, but his sneak attack is tonight.
And tonight, Luanfeng Feipeng might not be able to reach the southern checkpoint.
Looking at Tianya, the main hall of Kyoto was filled with deathly silence.
Luanfeng Feipeng couldn't arrive, and Yan Che didn't know what was waiting for them...
The wind lifted its head unintentionally, and the green trees outside the palace had long been reduced to their bare treetops, craggy in the cold wind.
I was so anxious that the checkpoint in the south of Tianya could not be opened or destroyed.
Since you have sent the news, then you... then you...
War smoke is everywhere, and the dusk without the setting sun is as bloody as fire.
At dusk, it slowly began to submerge and began to sink little by little.
The rich black began to slowly rise, replacing the sunset and evening, covering the entire world.
Night is beginning to come.
Looking at Tianya, the main hall in Kyoto was completely silent, and all the ministers were doing what they were doing.
However, that heart is firmly locked on the southern pass thousands of miles away.