Chapter 2262
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"So, you know that I …" Feng Wu cleared her throat. "… made a breakthrough?"
Lady Northern Feng was thrilled at the mention of that. She took Feng Wu's hand. "My dear Xiao Wu, how did you become so amazing? What? How can you be so amazing? You were a Level 7 Spiritual Elder when you came to the mountain, and now you're a Level 7 Spiritual Lord now! You're … you're unbelievable! "
Princess Ming Laner clenched her fists in frustration. She had refused to listen to Feng Wu's explanation, so why was she being treated like this?
Feng Xun stared at his mother in disbelief. "W- what the hell? Xiao Wu is already a Level 7 Spiritual Lord? "
Lady Northern Feng said, "That's right. We all saw it. Master Dugu was there, so was Lord Mu, His Majesty, Her Majesty, Her Majesty, Her Majesty, Her Majesty, Her Majesty, and Lady Ming.
"Isn't Master Zuo inseparable from Master Dugu? Wasn't he there?" Feng Wu kept her eyes on Princess Ming Laner when she said that.
However, Feng Wu noticed that Princess Ming Laner didn't look surprised when she mentioned Master Zuo. That was to say, Master Zuo wasn't working with Princess Ming Laner.
So, there was only one answer left …
There were two groups of enemies, one from Dongsang and the other from the Zuo family. Once the powerful cultivators of the Zuo family were eliminated, there was only one answer left.
Why would Feng Wu suspect Ming Laner? Because of what Ming Laner had done before, she already had her suspicions.
Secondly, why would Princess Ming Laner be so kind as to locate Feng Wu and let everyone see her in her most glorious moment?
She had probably located Feng Wu because she thought that Feng Wu was going to be killed, and she wanted everyone to see her get killed. That was her real goal.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have done it herself.
At that thought, Feng Wu smiled at Princess Ming Laner. "Speaking of which, I really have to thank Concubine Ming. If it weren't for her livestream, no one would know that I'm a Level 7 Spiritual Lord."
Princess Ming Laner gritted her teeth! Damn it!
Feng Xun was still immersed in the excitement.
"Xiao Wu is already a Level 7 Spiritual Lord? Xiao Wu, you're already a Level 7 Spiritual Lord? Xiao Wu, you … you're going to surpass me! I'm your brother. If I'm weaker than you, how am I supposed to protect you? Sob — "Feng Xun buried his head in his hands.
Xuan Yi's expression also changed unpredictably.
Feng Xun wasn't the only one who was irritated. Even he was irritated by Feng Wu.
He was a little more capable than Feng Xun, but not by much …
"Mother, I'm going to the north! I want to go to the battlefield and experience life and death!" Feng Xun yelled at his wife.
"Bang!" Lady Northern Feng smacked him on the head. "You're my only son. Your father is fighting on the front line. You'd better behave yourself!"
Under his long eyelashes, Feng Xun's watery eyes darted back and forth, and no one knew what he was thinking.
With Lady Northern Feng's interference, Princess Ming Laner had arrived in high spirits and left in disappointment.
In the pitch-black night, Duke Ming Lan 'er's tent.
Emperor Wu was discussing the mission with the commander of his intelligence department when a figure in a black robe appeared in Lord Minglan's main tent.
Princess Ming Laner was sitting in front of her dressing table, holding an ivory comb in her hand and tidying her hair inch by inch when the black-robed man arrived.
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