Rong Jingchen stood behind him, slowly coming over and holding her cold fingers.

His eyes, which were originally cold to anyone, fell on her at this moment.

It's all a gentle color.

Just one action was enough to make her heart, which was about to be cold, gradually warm up.

Rong Jingchen was extremely calm, and looked around at the surrounding environment: "There is such a thing in the hunt today, I hope everyone will try to rest as soon as possible, and we will deal with these things."

His magnetic voice rang out beside her.

There are people in the crowd who are talking about Feng Yueli.

"Look, I'll just say, it's better not to be too sharp, what about the female monarch of Luan Kingdom shining today? It's just a momentary scene, and now it's been warned by the Jiang family, right? ”

"Yes, everyone knows that the Jiang family cannot be offended, but she still hit the muzzle of the gun, and now she is suffering, right? What about the martial rank? It's not that they can't protect their people. ”

“……”

The sound of discussion became louder and louder, but Feng Yueli seemed to be inaudible.

She slowly crouched down, picked up the flag that had fallen to the ground, and planted it aside.

Rong Jingchen's heart ached faintly.

Such an emotionally complicated moon glass made him feel distressed.

On her beautiful face, her eyes were empty and her expression was empty.

Luan Xingmo heard those people's discussions, and reprimanded angrily: "You are now talking about the people of Luan Country, if one day, you also fall into this kind of fate, and some people are coldly watching, what should you do?"

Someone retorted to Luan Xingmo: "We will never have this kind of thing happen."

Luan Xingmo couldn't help but feel that this was very ridiculous, and the corners of her mouth swept a touch of sarcasm: "Is it? Then wait and see, today is Luan Country, tomorrow it will be you, because now the Jiang family's power is in full swing, who knows what will happen in the future? If Jiang is in a bad mood on any day...... Heh......"

The person who refuted Luan Xingmo, hearing her say this, turned pale.

Indeed, in the South China Continent now, the Jiang clan is already in full swing.

None of the princes of South China could be as powerful as the Jiang clan.

Jiang Hanxiu is a person with an uncertain personality.

If he is in a bad mood one day, he will clean up the lord of a country, which is a sure thing.

When they thought of this, they dispersed.

Feng Yueli squatted down, looked at the mountains of corpses, and said nothing.

Luan Xingmo frowned slightly: "Yueli, get up!!"

Feng Yueli didn't seem to hear Luan Xingmo speak.

Ye Feiran sighed: "Alas, Your Highness, this matter was not thought of by me and Xingmo, you can't be like this, otherwise, Jiang Hanxiu will be even more arrogant."

Feng Yueli lowered her eyes and said lightly: "It's okay, I'll calm down for a while, bury all these corpses, and come to me again if I have something."

Yueli said that it was okay, but in fact, it must be extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

She stiffened her movements and got up, passing by Rong Jingchen.

Rong Jingchen stopped her: "Li'er, I'll accompany you."

Rong Jingchen's words warmed her heart.

She threw herself into his arms and leaned against him like a child.

Yueli's tears fell.

Rong Jingchen knew that he was very uncomfortable in his heart, and hugged her tightly.

The moon glass was buried in his arms, and tears wet the dusty clothes.

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