Feng Qingyun knew perfectly well that at this critical moment, any self-blame would only increase internal friction and would be of no use at all.

Every minute and every second is like a precious pearl, fleeting and not to be wasted or delayed in the slightest.

In the past, her voice was soft, sweet, and melodious, just like the warbling of a nightingale flitting among the flowers on a spring morning.

Her melodious voice always brought Qin Qianluo a sense of joy and peace, as if it could dispel all the gloom in the world.

However, at this moment, the voice suddenly took on a chilling seriousness and solemnity.

It was as if every syllable was filled with a heavy responsibility, like the evening drum and the morning bell, striking people's hearts.

She quickly held her breath and focused all her attention on carefully searching and examining the light screen.

Her gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, not missing a single detail, not even the smallest one.

They are trying to find the key to unlock the mysteries in this labyrinthine fog of information.

But fate always seems to test people in a cruel way. To everyone's despair, the light screen turned black again without warning, as if swallowed by the night.

The darkness was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, or like a huge, impenetrable black net, ruthlessly concealing all information and the truth within it.

It makes one feel as if they are in an endless abyss of darkness, unable to find a single glimmer of light.

A gloomy look instantly settled over Feng Qingyun's face, like the calm before a storm.

The sky, with its swirling, angry clouds, felt oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

She bit her lip tightly, and her originally pink and delicate lips were now bitten white, like flower petals covered with a thin layer of frost in winter.

His eyes flashed with anger and resentment, like two flames burning in the night, full of resistance against this mysterious dark force and a persistent search for the truth.

It was as if they wanted to burn a hole through the ever-present darkness, allowing the truth to see the light of day again.

It's Yu Ying again! This mysterious and extremely evil figure, as ghostly as a ghost, is like a nightmare that can't be shaken off.

Once again, they quietly slipped into this ever-changing and unpredictable situation.

Moreover, she brazenly and openly stepped into the territory of the Kingdom of Jizi. What kind of sinister plot was she plotting in that foreign land?

"Luo Bao," Feng Qingyun's voice trembled slightly, the trembling mixed with an uncontrollable anxiety and an unwavering determination.

As if drawn from meticulous analysis, the undeniable conclusion was: "In my opinion, this series of changes was most likely orchestrated by Yu Ying behind the scenes."

From the moment she stepped into the Kingdom of Jizi, everything that followed seemed to be completely blocked by an invisible and powerful mysterious barrier, and nothing could be seen.

It was exactly the same situation as the previous times, as if it had been deliberately blocked by an evil and strange force.

Moreover, I just discovered while checking that there is a heinous traitor at the border who deserves to die.

Fortunately, when the uncle keenly sensed that the situation was about to deteriorate, he demonstrated his usual decisiveness and bravery.

Without hesitation, with lightning speed, he raised his hand and brought down his knife. In a flash of cold light, he killed the despicable, shameless traitor who betrayed his master.

Unfortunately, the discovery came too late; that one step too late led to disaster.

That utterly despicable and insane traitor, for his own selfish gain, completely disregarded national interests and the lives of the people.

They spared no effort to destroy all the cannons and muskets, which were crucial to the success or failure of border defense.

Without these powerful weapons that could inflict heavy blows on the enemy.

When faced with an attack from a ferocious enemy, we were like a beast that had lost its sharp teeth, claws, and sturdy armor.

Their combat effectiveness was instantly reduced, putting them in an extremely passive position on the battlefield.

Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Jizi, through some unsavory and dirty means, also managed to acquire cannons and muskets.

It was thanks to these devastating weapons that they were able to so easily and quickly breach the border fortress, which was originally considered impregnable and indestructible.

Now, the border cities have fallen and are in the blood-stained clutches of the enemy.

Judging from this situation, the greedy and insatiable wolves of the Jizi Kingdom will never be satisfied and will never stop their invasion.

It is estimated that they will continue their southward advance, plundering our beautiful land and looting the wealth of our people like a raging flood.

After Feng Qingyun finished speaking, her eyes were filled with worry and indignation, as if she could see the tragic scene of people being displaced in the flames of war.

Her small fists clenched tightly without her noticing, her knuckles turning white from the force, like two hard stones, seemingly indignant about the impending crisis.

Qin Qianluo slowly closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, like withered leaves shivering in the autumn wind, as if silently resisting the endless sorrow and anger in her heart.

She took a deep breath, her breath trembling slightly in her chest, as if lamenting the capriciousness of fate.

It was as if it were waging a final, desperate struggle against the turbulent waves within its heart.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, each second feeling like an eternity.

Finally, she slowly opened her eyes again, her eyes now filled with a resolute look.

Those gazes were like two drawn blades, firm and sharp, as if they could pierce through the heavy haze and fog before them.

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