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"Is it the first on the Fenghua list? Isn't that going to trample you down? I'm going to be embarrassed. ”

Luo Qinglan laughed evilly.

"If it goes on for a long time, the first place on this king's Fenghua list will not be guaranteed sooner or later."

Mo Jianchen shook his head and said with a wry smile.

"Alright, don't be sour here, you don't know my gender! In addition, from today onwards, you have to call me a light dust boy in front of outsiders, Luo Qingchen! ”

Luo Qinglan said.

"Blue falling, Luo Qinglan! What is the allusion to Luo Qingchen this time? ”

Mo Jianchen nodded, but asked curiously.

"If the opportunity is right, it is natural to let the War Spirit Army Division reappear in the world! This Luo Qingchen is the illegitimate son of my father Luo Wenyao. ”

"Bastard? Isn't that ruining your father's reputation? Although this king and your father don't have a deep friendship, I also know that your father has always been the only one with your mother, where did he come from? ”

Mo Jianchen was stunned, and he was shocked.

He was thinking, if the Battle Spirit Military Master was really dead, would he be directly angry and come back to life?

The word illegitimate child may not be strange to other wealthy nobles.

However, for the War Spirit Military Division, who has always only married one wife, it is undoubtedly like being slapped in the face by someone, which is quite humiliating.

"Yes! The illegitimate child is too embarrassing for his father, it is better to be his father's biological son, but he was lost in his early years, and he was accidentally encountered by you, the Purple Shadow King, and he helped you defend the Fire City, and even recover Xuanguang City. ”

Luo Qinglan corrected with a smile and made a rough plan.

"That's pretty much it!"

Mo Jianchen nodded and smiled, and hurriedly left the Purple Shadow Palace.

However, after just a few steps, Luo Qinglan suddenly stopped his pace.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Jianchen looked back, his face full of puzzlement.

"I feel that you can't show up now, at least not when you take over the military power."

"Makes sense! Then you can follow in the shadows, come out when the time is right, and stay safe. ”

Mo Jianchen nodded, and walked away in a wheelchair alone.

Luo Qinglan followed as she said, blending in the crowd and tailgating.

It didn't take long for Mo Jianchen to arrive outside the gate of Yaoyue City.

Luo Qinglan only saw that in the square outside the city gate of Nuoda, there was a large number of soldiers wearing battle armor.

A banner with a large purple character written on it fluttered in the square, obviously the banner of Mo Jianchen.

It's just that Luo Qinglan has a little number, but he found that there are only a pitiful three thousand.

And if you look closely, these 3,000 soldiers don't have the slightest morale at all, they are extremely loose and sluggish.

Among them, the veterans who were old and should have been disarmed and returned to the field were about 500.

There were 1,500 soldiers with obvious bandages on their bodies and minor or severe wounds.

And there are about a thousand people, which is even more exaggerated.

There are fierce and evil people, and there are also thieves and rats.

Luo Qinglan unfolded her Nirvana phoenix eyes, and after looking at it more carefully, she was taken aback.

The other 1,000 people turned out to be prisoners!

Most of them were punished with a black face, such as the face, or forehead, which had various tattoos or patterns and was stained with ink.

"These are all pig teammates! Who would dare to take such a lineup to the battlefield to kill the enemy? ”

Luo Qinglan couldn't cry or laugh at all for a while.

At the same time, unconsciously unconsciously swelled up in the bottom of my heart.

It turned out that the Purple Shadow King was so aggrieved in the royal family of the Moyue Empire.

It's the prince, right?

No matter how wasted the firewood is, no matter how reluctant the royal family is to use troops, this face-saving effort must be done, right?

It's good now, the dignified prince went out to fight, and he gave 3,000 soldiers with such a lineup, and it is estimated that it will be the rhythm of group annihilation.

What do you let the people who see it think of the emperor of the Moyue Empire?