The gray-white paper, the black bold Alans script, the list of the dead of the Battle of Shadow Cliff is neatly written on it, the name of "Drawing the Moon" is impressively in the first place, and Feng Qinglang's breath is also suffocated, and symmetrical is the first place in the enemy's death list, the commander of the Storm Legion "Fan Ruiqing......

He really did it!

He is considered by the world to be the weakest peerless powerhouse in history, and the most incomparable powerhouse warrior, but he successfully killed Fan Ruiqing, the genius powerhouse who was said to have been born a hundred years earlier and had nothing to do with Enno......

Feng Qinglang didn't dare to imagine that if Fan Ruiqing pursued him from behind that night, even if he survived the undead ceremony, he was weak at that time, and he probably wouldn't be able to escape Fan Ruiqing's sharp blade.

His relationship with the moon is actually very short, overall, it is still superficial, and the moon is more often like a symbol in his heart, with only a few labels pasted: "one of the elite captains of the Di Dynasty", "heir of the Ulysses family", "lustful", "there is a possibility of cooperation"......

But now, in order to save himself, he has returned to the depths of the stars forever, and since then heaven and man have been separated forever.

Feng Qinglang felt a sour corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but pour another sip of wine into his throat, looking sideways at the night sky outside the carriage, the stars were shining, is His Excellency Rowing Moon also looking at himself in the depths of the stars, right or not being able to travel to the Sky City together, and lingering......

Wu Yannella obediently accompanied her, looking at Feng Qinglang worriedly, her lips opened, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Sunny...... You've drunk a lot tonight. The perspective of the high-level undead demon allowed her to clearly see that the bloodshot lines in Feng Qinglang's eyes were so messy that they were no longer the same.

"Hmm. Feng Qinglang just replied lightly, and continued to flip through the list of the dead, the second page belonged to his own elite guard, and Jeffel's name stood at the top of the list...... His humble and flattering smile, as if jumping out of the gray paper, was still detailing Feng Qinglang's recent important matters, but he didn't expect that the demon he met on the way to the sea would eventually become a master and servant, and he finally confirmed his loyal promise with his actions, a promise that Feng Qinglang never believed.

He looked at it slowly, and those familiar names, as if he saw familiar faces, were still bowing to him......

Feng Qinglang forced himself to read all the names before he poured another sip of wine, and before he could drink it, he found that the wine bottle was empty.

He handed his hand to Uyanella: "Well, here comes the wine!"

"No more. Look at ......" Uzhanella pointed to the floor of the carriage, which was full of bottles.

"Uh......" Feng Qinglang let out a long hiccup, and had to say, "Ask Anu if you want it." ”

"Sister Anu has gone to the front to deal with important tasks, don't forget, you will arrive in Sky City tomorrow, and you are still drunk. You can't bring alcohol in the army, but she's already very tolerant of you when she helps you get so much......"

Listening to Wu Yanella's chatter, Feng Qinglang felt that his head was also bulging, and he simply leaned out of the car window, the cool breeze on his face made his spirit slightly shocked, and his blurred vision could see that on the side of the road, there was a gorgeous manor, and he asked, "What is that place?"

A guard knight at the back of the carriage hurriedly rode forward and said respectfully: "Lord Qinglang, that's Biye Brewing Villa......

The knight of the guard took advantage of the moonlight to carefully identify the seal behind the villa, and added, "It is the property of His Highness Long Harim. ”

This is a nasty name! Feng Qinglang said softly: "Stop, let all the people in the villa get out, I want to go in and get some wine, and then put a fire......"

Such a clear attempt was said by Lord Sunny who was full of drunkenness, and the guard knight was taken aback, and could only look at Wu Yannella behind Feng Qinglang for help, in the eyes of this guard knight, the conflict between the two sides is always under the table, and tomorrow, the two sides will meet on the table, Lord Sunny's reckless actions may affect the eldest lady's plan for tomorrow......

Wu Yannera smiled bitterly: "You'd better listen to him, don't let a peerless powerhouse go crazy with alcohol." ”

The guard knight shrunk his neck slightly, and replied, "Yes, my lord, we will deal with this matter immediately." ”

“......”

Feng Qinglang spat in the direction of the villa, then retracted his head, raised the wine bottle again, and then remembered that there was no more wine, he suddenly said softly: "Wu Yanella, I think I have too many depressions and regrets in my life......"

Wu Yannera held the other party's hand tightly and said seriously: "Sunny, everything will be fine!"

"What a fart," Feng Qinglang scoffed, "I saw that I was going to regain my glory, but Tang Rui had already left...... Then, there is also an Arun Ancestor in the Spirit Sea, telling me that the world is about to end, so let's do something quickly......"

Wu Yannella hurriedly hugged each other tightly, and after a while, Feng Qinglang wiped her tears, frowned at Nabiye Villa, and said, "It's been too long......"

He simply pushed open the carriage door, jumped out of the carriage, and as the cavalry around him mounted and saluted, Uyanela hurriedly followed closely behind.

Feng Qinglang walked drunk, and with the support of Wu Yanella, he walked towards the gate of the villa.

The cold wind moved with the mist, and the quarrel could be heard from inside in the distance.

“...... No matter what legion you belong to, you have heard me clearly, this is the property of His Highness Ronharim!"

"Lord Sunny do you mean the rebel's evil beast? tell him to get out of here, it's not the turn of the evil obstacle to call the shots here!"

"Lord Ronharim is your future master, you must first figure this out......"

“......”

In the courtyard of the villa, these high-ranking members of the villa who were woken up in the middle of the night raised their chins and arrogantly reprimanded the guard knights in front of them, their unscrupulous spirit showed the arrogance of the Longharin faction in the territory of the Di Dynasty on weekdays.

One of the guys with good eyesight found that Feng Qinglang was coming over, and directly pointed at the other party's nose and scolded: "Don't think that Your Majesty will let you come back, you will be able to see no one in your eyes, even if you return to the dynasty, you must remember that you are just a dog of the dynasty, and you must learn to fear the master, especially the future master!"

"I'm so irritable...... Feng Qinglang waved his hand angrily, and ordered indifferently, "Kill them all!"

The leading guard knight shrugged his shoulders, his sword fell, and the most arrogant person in front of him landed directly on the ground, and the scolding also stopped abruptly, and another high-ranking man of the mountain village screamed: "You are ...... the other way" The answer to him was another long knife that waved.

The whole world was completely quiet, and Feng Qinglang said indifferently: "The people below the villa, let them get out by themselves." ”

He walked into the manor's exhibition hall, picked up two bottles of spirits, turned around and left, and said, "Burn this place." The location is really good, the defensive towers of the city in the sky, you should just be able to see the fire here. ”