"Not heart." Nangong Chen walked up to her and saw her, his anger disappeared in an instant.
Wuxin didn't even give Nangong Chen a look, and walked straight to the city to check the situation.
Nangong Chen was disappointed for a moment and walked to her, a little worried.
Jiang Xue came up to the city tower and said, "Miss Wuxin, the leader is Xiahou Jue, the prince of Luocheng and Dongyue, 70,000 elite soldiers, 30,000 cavalry, and 3,000 beasts."
"Well, has Chaoyang City solved it?" Wuxin asked.
"The news came this morning that Miss Qiutong had controlled Chaoyang City." Jiang Xue replied.
"Okay, arrange ten people to disguise themselves and capture the Prince of Dongyue alive." Wuxin said. If Xiahou was in her hands, the Dongyue army had to submit.
"Yes." Jiang Xue responded, and then hurriedly went down to make arrangements.
Nangong Chen and Jing Ao were both shocked and angry. It turned out that Wu Xin and others knew that Luocheng was a spy in the morning, but they didn't tell them that Chaoyang City was still under control, which was so fooling them.
At this time, a black wooden carriage was parked downstairs.
Wuxin saw that the master and Ye Chen were coming. She was not surprised, but Qingjun also came.
As he climbed up the steps, Qingjun was still wearing a red dress, like the Manzhu Shahua blooming in late autumn, extremely charming.
Qiongying was wearing a black cloak, black gauze covered her face, and elegant arcs were drawn with the corners of her clothes with golden silk edges.
The atmosphere in the city became more and more depressing. The city lord buried his head low and waited aside with timidity, as if he was afraid of being discovered.
Jing Ao frowned and looked at the person as if he was exploring. He came silently and colorlessly, extremely low-key, but he was still ostentatious and could not be ignored.
"Master." Wu Xin took two steps forward, and the cold color on his face dissipated, and there was a little more faint smile.
Qingjun looked at Wuxin and smiled half-spokenly, "Wuxin, it turns out that you can wear black too."
Wuxin followed Qiongying silently.
Nangong Chen looked at Qiongying and asked with some displeasure: "You knew it a long time ago?"
"What do you know?" Qiongying glanced at him in confusion.
"Luocheng is originally from Dongyue." Nangong Chen said word by word, feeling that he was fooled by her.
"Oh." Qiongying responded casually, then walked over to him, walked to the city, and looked not far away.
Nangong Chen was shocked and angry. She just reacted like this? At least she gave him an explanation.
Jing Ao pulled the corner of his mouth, and Han Yueqiongying was still as calm and humorous as before, but this humor was so cold that it was frozen.
"I heard that Luocheng is very powerful, who will solve Luocheng?" Qingjun looked at her and asked.
"You will know later." Qiongying curled her lips mysteriously.
"Oh? You can't let Jiang Xue go, right?" Qing Jun asked in confusion. Among the strong men he had seen, the most powerful one was Jiang Xue, who had a very high talent and was now entering the seventh level.
"Jiangxue has no time." Qiongying said.
"It's not Jiangxue, is it Ye Chen?" Qingjun continued to guess that he hadn't seen Ye Chen take action yet, so he wondered what he was like when compared to Jiangxue?
"You're talking nonsense."
"The mouth is used to eat, but also to speak." Qingjun said in a low voice, and then there was no sound.
Upon hearing this, Qiongying chuckled twice.
Seeing that she was still intent on joking, Nangong Chen couldn't help but frown. Is she too confident or doesn't care?
The army outside the city has approached the city gate.
Luocheng rode on a tall beast, wearing a green battle robe, majestic and imposing, as if he was ten years younger.
The cavalry surrounded two golden luxury carriages. The person in the carriage was Xiahou Jue, the prince of Dongyue. As for the people in the other carriage, it is hard to guess.