Chapter 272

Chuyin subconsciously remembered that Shang En, the god-killer, had knocked him out, and then Chuyin called Mo Bei with a slight anger.
When Mo Bei threatened to say that Shang En, the god-killer, had healed Qing Cheng's eyes, Chu Yin's heart blossomed with joy;

I don't mind the fact that Shane, who killed God, knocked him out.

Right now, Chuyin is about to rush to the world
Apart from Wu Qingcheng, there is nothing more important than meeting Qingcheng.

On the border of Aoyun, there is a dense team in the Kanshan Mountains.

At this time, in the sedan chair where Qian Moran was, a petite butterfly was comfortably lying in the shape of a 'big' on the small tea table next to Qian Moran.

The petite butterfly is pillowed on the white silk robe dyed by Qianmo, sleeping soundly, and occasionally flapping its wings
Qian Moran rolled up the book of war in one hand to pass the time, and held a teacup in the other;

Take a sip of hot tea from time to time.

"Your Majesty, we have already reached Mount Kan; we will reach Aoyun Kingdom tomorrow." Du Han's voice sounded from outside the carriage.

"Let's camp and rest at Mount Kan tonight, and prepare to attack the city tomorrow." Qian Moran looked at the military script and said.

While holding the military book in his right hand takes a long time, Qian Moran even uses his left hand to turn the book;
I was afraid of disturbing Qingcheng who was sleeping soundly on the crescent white robe.

"Zunzhi, Empress Wushuang just said that she wanted to come over and discuss something with the emperor." Du Han continued;

Just now Empress Wushuang raised the curtain suddenly and called him to stop him, saying that she had something to discuss with Qian Moran and asked to ride in a carriage with the emperor.

"Well, I will find her when I rest at night."

"I'll answer the question now." Du Han rode his horse and turned around and walked back, just do what the master told him to do.

Qingcheng was also woken up, rubbed her eyes, stretched herself; yawned
But Qian Moran couldn't see how Qingcheng rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, and yawned.

Qingcheng flapped her wings and flew to Qian Moran's book of war, laying down on her stomach, with her head propped on her hands, and her feet crossed behind her back, looking a little naughty.

"Are you awake?" Qian Moran watched as Wu Qingcheng's body occupied more than half of the art of war.

"Ah..." Qingcheng was about to say something, but she yawned a lot, and she burst into tears.

Qian Moran gently placed the teacup on the small wooden table inside the sedan chair.

"Don't worry, people outside will not be able to hear us; I used spiritual power to protect the voice." Qingcheng looked at Qian Moran silent, and quickly added.

Qingcheng said a word, speaking like an underground affair.
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(End of this chapter)

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