A quarter of an hour ago, in a camp on the east side.
Luo Yan was covered in foul-smelling ointment.
“It hurts so much. Why are the injuries on my body not healed at all?”
Luo Yan broke a mirror hard.
In the mirror, her face was still covered with ugly scars.
That was the trace of a tiger and rat eating it. She was also infected with a plague on her body, and she had a fever over the past few days.
In order to prevent the spread of the plague, the parents had to place her alone.
No one paid attention to her, nor did anyone come to see her.
The fallen geese are both angry and annoyed.
All of this is because of Xin Lin.
That spy from Qing Cang, the dirty Qing Cang seed!
“Miss Luoyan, your injuries are not stable yet, so don’t be angry.”
Several military doctors comforted each other with kind words.
“Get out, get out of everything.”
After Luo Yan smashed and beaten up, the military doctors dared not stay.
In the tent, there were only fallen geese and a bad smell of medicine.
At this time, the account cloth moved.
“I didn’t ask you all to get out! Be careful that I let my mother kill…”
Luo Yan said angrily.
She turned her head and her eyes froze.
Behind him, a strange man stood.
The man had a cold blue eyes. He was very tall, which made the originally spacious camp become much more cramped in an instant.
He looked at her coldly, as if he wanted to see her through.
Luo Yan felt a little palpitations inexplicably.
“You, who are you? Why have I never seen you in the military camp?”
Luo Yan subconsciously wanted to hide.
But the man had already walked in front of her.
He looked at her.
“Is it you?”
“What did you say? I am Luo Yan, and I am the daughter of the saint.”
Luo Yan smelled a familiar and terrifying aura from this man.
Suddenly, she noticed something.
“Why…the breath on you…is the same as that Xin Lin? You…are Xin Lin’s accomplice?”
Luo Yan shrank and took a big step back.
“You are the daughter of the saint, so, are you the reincarnated princess of Qing Cang?”
Gui Hu stared at the woman in front of him.
Is this the woman he has been looking for in his dream?
How many times did that, in his dream, in the endless darkness, the woman who accompanied him?
At the same time…is also his enemy?
Gui Hu’s eyes turned from blue to black.
“What the princess of Qing Cang! You are crazy, I don’t understand what you are talking about? Xin Lin is Qing Cang’s bastard. My mother said that she is the traitor Yan Bei Zhao and that Xin Niang. My mother has already asked someone to kill her. She and her father will definitely die.”
Luo Yan sneered.
Xin Lin caused her so miserable that she must make Xin Lin’s fate a hundred times more miserable than hers.
“Kill Xin Lin? You dare!”
Gui Hu grabbed Luo Yan’s neck.
Luoyan screamed.
But soon, she found that there was no sound in her throat.
“No, you are not the Queen Qing Cang, you are not worthy of being Queen Qing Cang.”
A trace of confusion flashed in Gui Hu’s eyes.
“You’re talking nonsense, I’m not…I’m not…”
Luo Yan felt that her breathing was very difficult.
“Corpse King, let go of my junior sister!”
Behind him, a thunder shouted angrily.
Ning Fengxi, wearing a white dress and holding colorful Buddhist beads, fell from the sky.
“Let her go? Ning Fengxi, do you know who she is?”
Seeing Ning Fengxi, Gui Hu had no intention of letting go.
“Senior Brother…I”
Luo Yan’s words have not yet finished.
The colorful Buddhist beads in Ning Fengxi’s hand have turned into a beautiful seven-saint phoenix.
The phoenix and Ning Fengxi attacked Gui Hu together.