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561. Six Years War 01

"Your Excellency, haven't you asked for advice yet?" Jing Ao decided to change the topic.

"Hmm? What do you want to ask for? I don't have much illusion." Qing Lan was a little embarrassed. The doctor said that his meridians had been damaged and it took a long time to completely repair it.

Jing Ao pulled the corner of his mouth, so he changed his question: "What do you call me?"

"I forgot to tell you, my name is Qinglan." When he said this, Qinglan looked confused. He forgot what the names of these three people were, and his memory was really not very good.

"Young Master Qinglan, where are you going?" Jing Ao thought that Qinglan was lost.

"I'm going to find Qiongying. Have you seen her?" Qinglan asked.

"Is she not here? We want to find her too." Jing Ao was surprised.

"Qingjun said that she and Feng Feili went out in the morning and have not come back yet." Qing Lan looked disappointed.

Upon hearing this, Jing Ao and Nangong Chen looked at each other. Could it be because of Feng Feili when Han Yueqiongying came back?

"What's the matter with her?" Qinglan asked again.

"It's nothing. Just now, news came that the Dongyue army was approaching and could attack at any time. I wanted to discuss it with them." Jing Ao looked at Qing Lan, wondering what Qing Lan had?

"Uh? That's how it's so, is it very urgent?" Qing Lan was confused again, and was confused. He didn't understand these things.

"It's also quite urgent." Jing Ao couldn't answer, he always felt that Qing Lan was a little confused.

"What should I do?" Qinglan thought hard, a little anxious.

"What do you think of Master Qinglan?" Jing Ao decided to explore Qinglan's background.

"I don't know anything, I'll talk about it when Qiongying comes back." Qing Lan was upset. He couldn't help with anything.

"..." Jing Ao couldn't answer at all. Qing Lan was too profound.

"Young Master Qinglan, why haven't you seen you before?" Nangong Chen looked directly at Qinglan, not letting him go.

"I have never seen you before." Qing Lan said foolishly.

"Haha, how did you know Qiongying?" Jing Ao smiled twice, and almost changed his question.

"I don't remember it anymore. Qiongying said she knew me and then saved me." Qinglan frowned. No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't remember it.

"How did you save you?" Jing Ao asked curiously, thinking in his heart how true and false Qinglan's words were.

"I don't remember, don't talk about this for now. Don't you have something important to find Qiongying? I'll go find it with you." Qing Lan was a little anxious and worried.

The few people were stunned, and they were not allowed to leave, nor were they not allowed to leave. It would be better to ask the guards and maids if they were looking for them aimlessly.

Seeing that the few people were indifferent, Qinglan had to leave by himself.

At this time, Qingjun walked over, covered in cold and his tone was not good: "Has Feng Feili returned?"

Jing Ao and the other two looked at each other coldly and didn't speak. There was no need for them to answer. Han Yueqingjun was too arrogant and her eyes were too cold.

In addition, the red-clothed Rakshasa of Yan Dian is young, but he likes to torture people until death. His methods are cruel, which can be said to be a bit distorted in his personality.

"In less than an hour, the Dongyue army came to the city gate. Humph, no matter whether Yancheng fell or Jin Li lost the country, she wouldn't care!" Qingjun threw down his harsh words, then left and headed towards the city gate.

And go.

When the three of them heard this, they were shocked, so they immediately caught up with Qingjun, summoned the army, and prepared to fight.

"What did you mean just now?" Nangong Chen asked coldly. Since she didn't care, why did she come? Jin Li has half of the country and hers.

"You will understand soon." Qingjun said unintentionally, because she didn't care about Nangong Chen at all, so Nangong Chen did not have any threat, so he wouldn't care.


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