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Today, in the Zi Xiao Great Hall, it was filled with an aura of death. All the officials lowered their heads, afraid that they would be noticed by Murong Shuofeng.

On the other hand, Murong Shuofeng was not anxious or panicked. She was so calm that it was hard to guess what he was thinking.

"Northwest emergency report, the Blue Mystic Soldiers invading the Beiyang