Looking at Feng Qi distressedly, Qingcheng pursed her lips and hesitated to speak.

"I know what you want to say, but..."

Feng Qi smiled faintly, and suddenly narrowed his smile slightly. The smile on his face seemed to become colder at that moment, "Don't forget what I used to do. How can the king of secret agents in the 21st century be a timid rat?"

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"To be honest, I really want to see what the 21st century is like." A pair of soft eyes looked at Feng Qi lightly.

"Lord, Ghost Face Sheng has come in with 400,000 King Illusion Masters."

The red-robed Lord hurriedly entered the tent.

Looking at Feng Qi and the two, the red-clothed lord was slightly startled. He looked around, but did not see the person he wanted to see, "Alu, Xiaoqing, where is the lord?"

Feng Qi pursed her lips and said nothing. She looked at Qingcheng and suddenly walked up to the Lord in red.

"Let me do this battle." Feng Qi said calmly.

The red-clothed lord was no longer calm, "Let you come? Alu, what do you mean? Forty Million King Illusion Master, you said you would come? Stop joking, tell me where he is, lord?"

In his memory, Feng Qi had always been a woman with a gentle face and an unusually good temper.

Sometimes she plays the piano with her sleeves fluttering, sometimes she dances with flowers, sometimes she is as gentle as water... How can such a woman go to the battlefield?

At most, it’s just holding the guzheng and playing a few inspiring tunes in the bloody wind.

With an indifferent smile, Feng Qi took out a pistol from his robe and pointed it at the luminous pearl hanging on the wall that was the size of a fingernail not far away.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, a crisp sound sounded, and a bullet burst out from the pistol, hitting Little Ye Mingzhu in a straight line like a gust of wind.

"Bah..."

The crisp sound sounded again, and the luminous pearl that had been penetrated by the bullet suddenly shattered, and the glowing fragments fell along the wall.

Looking at the fragments of the Night Pearl on the ground, the Lord in Red suddenly widened his eyes.

Looking at Feng Qi blankly, the red-clothed Lord was a little incoherent... "Alu... what kind of weapon is this? It can actually break the Fengyu Night Pearl."

"Let's go." Feng Qi did not answer the red-clothed Lord's question, but walked towards the outside of the military camp.

"Where is the Lord of Heaven and Earth?" the Lord in red asked reluctantly.

"He..." After walking out of the military camp, Feng Qi looked up at the sky shrouded in dark clouds, and then said: "I locked him up..."

The red-clothed Lord was stunned: "..."

Looking at Feng Qi's back, Qingcheng smiled helplessly... Except me and the Lord of Heaven and Earth, I'm afraid no one knows your strength.

Now that things have happened, the sharp edge you have suppressed will finally be shown again.

"You were supposed to be a bloody woman fighting on the battlefield, but you were willing to sacrifice all your sharpness to be a good wife and mother for a man. It really ruined your glory." Qingcheng shook her head helplessly.

Something seemed to flow out of her eyes, across her face, and splashed on the ground.

Qingcheng slowly raised her hand to touch her face, but she felt her hands were full of tears.

With a helpless smile, Qingcheng slowly shook her head, "Why am I crying... Xiaolu, she will come back alive."

The egret floated in front of Qingcheng, and looking at Qingcheng's tear-filled face, she felt full of pity in her heart.

It is the love that comes from the soul.

Stretching out his hand, the egret caressed Qingcheng's face.

The hand... almost passed through her face!
Chapter completed!