Killer Crazy Concubine: Lock Soul Against Heaven

The colorful scene made the spiritual pet change immediately.It ran around the cave, then returned to Yuwen Luoshuang's feet, and rubbed it affectionately a few times.

"Let's go out first."

"The empress dowager?"

"She's not here anymore, go out."

Feng Xinglang's words were filled with slight sighs, but it was also a kind of letting go of emotions.All he could know was that his mother had already left here, and he didn't know where he was going.

Just as Yuwen Luoshuang was about to ask, he was swallowed alive. Even if the empress dowager was already dead, why would she leave by herself?But when she saw Feng Xinglang's side face, she was a little bit speechless.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who was standing in front of the gate, lowered his brows, then drew a five-pointed star shape on the gate with his blood-stained fingertips, and then put his palm on it. Suddenly, the entire gate began to loosen slightly.

Soon, the floodgates were opened.

And the first thing they saw was the disciples of Fengshangzong standing in front of the gate, and then they shouted in unison, "Sect Leader, Mrs. Sect Leader."

Yuwen Luoshuang frowned slightly. Since she repeatedly declared that she was not the wife of the head of Fengshangzong, no one has changed this, on the contrary, it has become an intensified trend.

With a headache, he glanced at Feng Xinglang beside him, "You have a wife."

"Nothing."

"You have married Yu Wenning, she is the head wife of Fengshang Zong Mingmei."

"I'll marry you MingMeiZheng."

"..."

Yuwen Luoshuang punched hard to the side, and immediately she pierced a big hole in the carved stone statue.Several soldiers passing by saw this scene, shrank their heads, and ran over immediately, for fear that they would become Yuwen Luoshuang's cannon fodder.

And Feng Xinglang swept away the haze before, and smiled softly.Then he stretched out his hand and stroked Yuwen Luoshuang's head, "The relationship between me and Yuwen Ning is in name only, so don't be jealous."

"You are jealous."

After finishing speaking, Yuwen Luoshuang walked quickly to the front tent on his own.

She didn't notice what Feng Xinglang, who was standing there in a daze, murmured, "I'm very jealous, both about the Demon Emperor and the Emperor."

However, such a sentence was scattered in the air by the coming breeze, and no one heard it.

At this time, they had already returned to the camp of the demon world, and the empress of the West Palace had also returned to her own tent, so far it was considered a perfect ending.

Yuwen Luoshuang, who returned to the camp, looked at a white-bordered post in front of him and unfolded it curiously. There was nothing special on it, but he wrote vigorously with a black brush. The word "Yuwen" seems to be indicating something, and it looks a little weird.

When she raised her eyebrows, Feng Xinglang had already walked in from the outside. He stared at the post in her hand and frowned slightly, then walked to the chair next to him and sat lazily go up.Thinking about whether it was a battle post from Yuwen's family, and thinking about how to deal with all this next.