The imperial study fell into a deathly silence, and the air of urgency and oppression spread, and neither of them gave in at all.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and Emperor Feng Yuan frowned in displeasure: "What's the noise?" ”

Zhang Fugui felt the impatience of the saint, and hurriedly bowed his waist...

"Evil King, Your Vest Has Fallen Off" Chapter 173 Emperor Feng Yuan's thoughts are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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