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Chapter 607: This King Did It, Do You Have an Opinion?


The two venerables were already stunned when they saw Feng Tianlan from a distance.

But now when they saw her at close range, their eyes lit up with astonishment.

She was so beautiful that even the Xuantian Continent , have never seen it.

But when they felt Si Mobai's strong spiritual power, their breathing became ragged, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Only then did they look at him, and saw the obvious cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and hurriedly cupped their hands and said, "It turns out It’s King Shura.”

King Shura appeared in the Xuantian Continent for only a year, but he became the master of the Bailan Alliance, and his strength was promoted from Xuanzun to Supreme within a year.

Such a terrifying cultivation speed is amazing and terrifying.

However, even if the Yunyi League was changed to the Bailan League, they would still have an irreconcilable and hostile relationship with their Fengyun League, so their attitude was not very good.

For two people who were no more than Xuanzun, the lowest level in Fengyun League, Si Mobai didn't even raise his eyes, let alone respond to him.

The two venerables were not surprised.

They took a quick glance at Feng Tianlan on his back and then followed the leader of Wutong City into the dungeon.

Si Mobai still didn't put Feng Tianlan down, turned around, and followed him into the dungeon.

"Uh."

When the leader of Wutong City saw Lin Suyin turning into a human grate, he was shocked.

He turned to look at Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan in surprise.

They were fine in the morning.

How come it's only halfway through?

After a while, people became like this The two venerables looked at Lin Suyin whose face was covered with pustules, frowned, and yelled angrily, "What I'm looking for is the queen.

Show me what such a weirdo is doing.

He wants to take credit so he can enter Xuantian Continent." "?"

The Lord of Wutong City quickly knelt down, so scared that he didn't even dare to wipe the sweat from his face, "I don't dare, she is the Queen Gu Yun mentioned by the Emperor of Northern Qi in the letter."

He didn't know when the Emperor of Northern Qi handed over a letter to the people of Fengyun Alliance, saying that Princess Gu Yun of Northern Qi was the queen.

When he found out, he hadn't verified it yet and found that the passage had been blocked.

Later, when he saw the cinnabar mole between Gu Yun's eyebrows, he believed it.

Who would have thought that this was not Gu Yun, let alone a queen, but his apprentice, Lin Suyin?

After hearing the words of the venerable, the desperate Lin Suyin raised her head.

On her dirty forehead, there was a little red between her eyebrows.

She shouted excitedly to the venerable, but her shout was silent.

She is Gu Yun, she is the queen, why didn't you come half an hour earlier?

If it had been earlier, she wouldn't have become like this.

Save her.

She is the queen.

Even if she becomes like this, the king will not dislike her.

He will help her get revenge.

"There is really a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows."

The Venerable looked at the red spot between her eyebrows.

"Then she is really the queen."

If the queen becomes like this, they will die if they go back.

This is called incompetence and improper protection, and it is a death worse than death.

From now on, no matter how you take him back and explain, you will die if you don't.

"What's going on?

She is really the queen.

Why did she become like this?

Who turned her into this?

I want to kill him."

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A senior Xuanzun asked the Lord of Wutong City in a deep voice.

Si Mobai carried Feng Tianlan on his back and walked in calmly.

With cold peach blossom eyes, he said quietly, "What do you think about what I did?"

Hearing the sound, the two venerables turned around and looked at Si Mobai.

This was the master of the Bailan Alliance, a supreme and powerful man.

How could he dare to have any objections at this time

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