My husband is a wife

Chapter 1351 Not Comparable to My Husband
In the far northwest direction, Luoyusi's brigade was retreating, while in the east and west direction, Aopo's brigade did not move at all.

At this time, a subordinate came quickly in the night.

Respectfully reported behind him: "Master Long, the Machinery King's brigade retreated, and their warships turned to the capital."

There was a cold smile on Long Qiao's soft face: "Very well, tomorrow will be a good day, when Locus attacks the capital, find a way to sneak into the zombie camp and kill Aobing."

Killing Aobing, the Mechanic King, who loves his wife like his life, must be furious and put the blame on Aopo.

As long as Locus goes to war with the capital, he will have an opportunity to sneak in, and then the capital will definitely be in his pocket.

A look of embarrassment appeared on the subordinate's face: "Master Long, the security of the zombie camp is very strong, it is difficult to sneak in."

Long Qiao turned around abruptly, a stern coldness appeared in her blue eyes: "Is it easy for you to do?"

The subordinate's body trembled suddenly, and he immediately said: "This subordinate will definitely do it."

Only then did Long Qiao turn around in satisfaction, and through the faint moonlight, she looked at the zombie battalion in the west like a million lions.

Clenching his fists tightly, his deep and cold voice seemed to pass through the thorns in the jungle: "Xiahou Huan'er, I want you to pay a heavy price."

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Xiahou Huan'er, who was standing on a high place and watching Locus's retreat, felt a sudden chill in his heart, and couldn't help but sneezed.

Dongfang Xing immediately looked down at her, put the coat on her back, and frowned: "Go back to the tent and rest."

Xiahou Huan'er immediately shook her head: "No."

"You're cold, be obedient." Dongfang Xing frowned even tighter.

"In your arms, I'm not cold at all." With so many clothes wrapped around her body, she was telling the truth.

"Not cold and sneezing?" Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes, staring at her, his face darkened.

Xiahou Huan'er said innocently: "Master, you don't necessarily sneeze when you get cold, for example, when you are missed, hey, there must be someone who can't sleep now and is thinking about me."

Master Xing's face became darker and darker as he listened, and his cold voice was dangerously boundless: "Who misses you?"

Xiahou Huan'er was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "What about you, who else can there be besides you?"

Disclaimer: This man is too possessive, and he can't even make a joke. Fortunately, she has a quick brain.

Master Xing snorted coldly and fell silent.

Xiahou Huan'er pointed at the battleship in the sky in the northwest direction, elbowed him, and sneered: "Locus really pointed the finger at the capital. It's really interesting. You said that if Locus really attacked the capital, he and Who will win Aopo?"

Dongfang Xing looked in the direction of the capital, shook his head and said, "Both will suffer."

"Really? Didn't Locus defeat the capital?"

Dong Fang Xing said with some reluctance: "The capital is not what it used to be, and Ao Po is better than his father."

"Yo, it turns out that you also appreciate the enemy." Xiahou Huan'er looked at him and smiled suavely.

"Even your husband dares to tease you." Dongfang Xing became a little annoyed, and suddenly tightened the arms around her waist.

"Hiss, it hurts, I was just joking with you." Xiahou Huan'er said flatteringly, "No matter how powerful he is, he can't compare to my husband."

Dongfang Xing looked at her coldly, and said three words slowly: "Sycophant."

yah yah...

A row of crows flew over Xiahou Huan'er's head.

(End of this chapter)