Chapter 962

"Let our men quickly retreat to the mountains, and it will be OK."

"Yes, Emperor."

Zhu Yan flies away quickly.

Murong Shaofeng looked back at the fast-moving yellow sand, which seemed to fly away from the ground in the twilight.

Tonight, Liu Fu and his wife can finally meet. This is the love that will never die. Even if the distance between them is comparable to Penglai, they never give up.

Murong Shaofeng walked forward a few steps, and then turned back again. The vast desert behind him, but the wind howled, completely changed his normal appearance.

In addition, not far away, there are the cries of fear of soldiers, as well as vultures Warcraft dull low roar.

At the edge of the sky, the gradually dark night is like a huge curtain, which sets off countless stars like diamonds. Under the curtain, the wind and sand are blowing thousands of miles, and almost no one can resist the violent sand.

Murong Shaofeng finally took a look and quickly flew back to his palace.

And Qin man Tian, Li Zifu, Bai Lian, Qin Jinpeng, Bai Hu, Hong Huan, black mirror, they have returned to the palace.

Seeing Murong Shaofeng come back, and the breath on his body is very different from that in the past. Everyone is surprised to see Murong Shaofeng.

"Emperor boy, you'll become the peak of xuanhun stage when you go out and come back. Where there's such a good thing, my old man will go and get some light."

Li Zifu was surprised to walk to Murong Shaofeng, and looked around Murong Shaofeng.

It's the highest cultivation of xuanhun level. There's nothing wrong with him. He can't read it wrong.

"You're kidding me. Shaofeng just broke through the bottleneck period before he reached the peak of xuanhun stage."

Murong Shaofeng didn't intend to tell them about the palace of Lun Youxu. After all, he didn't know much about it.

"You emperor boy, you are not honest at first sight, aren't you? Did you go into that magnificent palace? That's why I got to the top of xuanhun stage so quickly. "

Li Zifu was a little reluctant.

The white tiger beast went to see Murong Shaofeng without saying a word.

Murong Shaofeng is trying to answer, but the wind is getting stronger, the sand blows to his face, and the tingling feeling makes Murong Shaofeng frown.

"Everybody, the wind and sand is coming. Let's talk about it when we enter the hall."

"Good! Thank you very much

Qin man Tian nodded and led the people to follow Murong Shaofeng into the palace.

Entering the hall, Murong Shaofeng looks at them.

"Today, relying on two predecessors and a position, we won another battle. Shaofeng is here to thank you."

Murong Shaofeng's tone is sincere and his handsome face is grateful.

"The emperor, this is right. The emperor has a kind heart, so that the people of Xingyue country can live a peaceful and comfortable life. We should all stand on the side of the emperor."

Qin Mantian said with a smile that they are the people of the river and lake. They do not stick to small matters and only help the right side.

"Emperor, after this war, the emperor of Haoyue kingdom is likely to stop fighting. Today, they have suffered heavy losses and heavy casualties. I'm afraid they will not send troops again in a short time."

Qin Jinpeng stepped forward and said.

"I guess that Jun Lintian will also temporarily suspend the war. The gale tonight may take away all the things in their barracks. After the sandstorm stops and is determined, we will set out to return to the capital."

Murong Shaofeng said, turning to the theme.

"You are tired today. Let's go down and have a rest first."

"Yes, Emperor."

They all answered.

After they all left, Murong Shaofeng was tired and lying on the soft couch.

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