#873 Declaration of War (1)

Ji Fengyan was condescending, looking at the shocked Gong Huiyu.

"I am the queen of Floating Light City."

Gong Huiyu was slightly startled, and a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Interesting...Queen? Don't you want to use this city to build a country?"

Gong Huiyu was just a joke, but no one knew that it would become true in the future.

When the crisis in Floating Light City was lifted, Ling He and others immediately ran out of the city. Thousands of strong soldiers had already died, and now only Gong Huiyu and the man in black were left among the people sent by Zhaixing Tower. The people pouring out from the Floating Light City immediately surrounded them, and hatred was written on everyone's face.

Facing so much hostility, Gong Huiyu didn't show any tension on his face. He shrugged slightly, looked at the angry faces all around and said casually: "It seems that I lost this time."

"Gong Zhengyu, winner and loser, what else do you have to say?" Ling He pointed the epee at Gong Huiyu.

Gong Huiyu suddenly laughed.

"You guys are really stupid."

"You!" Ling He glared angrily, and couldn't believe that the other party could still laugh at this time.

At this moment, Ji Fengyan stepped on the heavy sword and slowly descended. She walked in front of Ling He and the others, looked at the opposite Gong Huiyu with a casual face, and said to Ling He and the others behind him: "He is not Gong Zhengyu." .”

"What?" Ling He and the others were stunned.

Not Gong Zhengyu?

How can this be?

Because of Ji Fengyan's words, Ling He sized up the man in front of him again. Now that he was getting closer, Ling He realized that although the appearance of "Gong Zhengyu" in front of him was almost the same as in his memory, the feeling he gave was worlds apart. difference.

Gong Zhengyu has always given Ling He the impression that he is a polite and noble son, and because of his weak body, his face is much whiter than ordinary people, but the man in front of him, although he looks like Gong Zhengyu Ninety percent of them are similar, but there is an evil spirit between the eyebrows, and the complexion is very normal.

At this moment Ling He suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not Gong Zhengyu at all.

"No wonder... no wonder I said... why do you feel a little strange..." Ling He suddenly realized.

Gong Huiyu doesn't mind his identity being exposed, he has no interest in explaining anything to other people in Floating Light City, in his eyes, these people are a bunch of trash, and the only one who can make him admire...

Gong Huiyu's eyes fell on Ji Fengyan involuntarily.

The girl in front of me is definitely not stunning, at most she is just pretty, but on that pretty face, there is a pair of breathtaking eyes, full of cold killing intent but with an incomprehensible The detachment is very contradictory but so natural.

"I lost this time. I didn't expect that, Your Lady Queen, you are so amazing. Today, we underestimated the enemy in the Zhaixing Tower." Gong Huiyu didn't know the name of the girl in front of him, so he laughed like the one in Floating Light City. People called Ji Fengyan as if they didn't worry about their own life or death at all.

Ji Fengyan narrowed his eyes slightly, but suddenly lifted his hand holding the Poxie Sword, and the cold tip of the sword directly touched Gong Huiyu's neck.

"Underestimate the enemy?" Ji Fengyan sneered, "Those who dare to touch my Floating Light City, you Zhaoxing Tower have thought about the price you will pay."