The semi-circular office on the second floor of the banquet hall can see the entire venue through floor-to-ceiling glass, but from below it, it looks like a light blue glazed tiles.

Feng Qinglang had no intention of watching the lively scene below for the time being. As soon as he entered this temporary office, when the door closed, he immediately asked: "Is the information accurate?"

Jeffell said: "It should be accurate, because the moonlight has personally participated, and he is responsible for the peripheral monitoring and response."

Feng Qinglang frowned slightly and asked, "Is the entire Moonwalking Legion here?"

Jeffell said: "No, Waiyue said that only he and Oslen, and a small number of high-end combat elites of his Moon Legion, can participate in this operation."

Feng Qinglang was finally moved and said in a deep voice: "Wayue was not the leader of this operation. Has the face legion come?"

Jeffel said: "The Nether Legion did not participate in this assassination operation. The one lurking in was the most elite assassination legion of the Di Dynasty, called Dark Blade."

This is a name that even Feng Qinglang has never heard of. It should be one of the hidden aces of the Di Dynasty. If the Nether Legion is completely unaware of this operation, it is possible that the Di Dynasty has already developed distrust of Li Yino's face. However, they must have never expected that the one who colluded with them was not Li Yino's face, who had a love a classmate, but the moonwalk.

How to make good use of this is the future. The focus now is on how to deal with the current crisis. Feng Qinglang said: "The current defense situation?"

Jeffell said: "All the holiday elites have returned, and they should now arrive around the center banquet hall and stand by..."

Feng Qinglang nodded and said, "The highest warning signal is sounded, all Xingqing personnel temporarily canceled their holidays and were on standby all day." With the combat power of Yueyue and Oslen, they were actually assigned to play odd jobs on the periphery. What kind of performance should the executors entering Xingqing's assassination be? The hall below can gather most of Xingqing's senior management, as well as the foreign envoys of Xingqing's most important partner, Helodia. If something goes wrong, Xingqing and the pagans will probably end their honeymoon period immediately, and they may even turn against each other.

After the order was issued, one of the assistants behind Jeffell immediately left quickly and immediately went to execute relevant details.

Feng Qinglang asked: "Is there a list of assassinations?"

Jeffell said: "Waoyue said that the number one person is you, you are a master, but he also said that the list he got may not be a real master. Do we need to temporarily close the port?" After asking this question, Jeffell couldn't help but jumped a few times in his heart. Once closed, astronomical trade wealth would evaporate.

Feng Qinglang shook his head and said, "It's not until that time, the outside is loose and the inside is tight. Have you watched it first?

"It started ten minutes ago, no feedback for the time being"

"Keep paying attention to the information of the relevant search team. Once a team loses contact, immediately record the coordinate range of them when they lose contact."

“Yes, sir”

Feng Qinglang turned her head, and the melodious music in the banquet hall was still there. Nan Xinghun, who had finished the dance music, was sitting in a corner of the periphery. Hydes was talking attentively beside her, while Nan Xinghun always kept a polite smile and communicated with the other party.

Feng Qinglang pointed at Hydes and asked, "Who is that kid?"

Jeffell said: "Hedes, the official information is a naval officer, who happened to be investigated by the Intelligence Department before, and he may be Brufid's eldest son."

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly at it. If something happened to this kid in his territory or died accidentally, then he and Brufid would have to turn against each other.

If the assassins of the Di Dynasty had known all this and had targeted Hydes, it would have been a very cost-effective choice.

Feng Qinglang said softly: "Jefel, you said that if the Helodia family deliberately leaked information and informed the Di Dynasty that their first heir, Xingqing also secretly came... Do you think this is a great possibility?"

This is really a creepy question. Jeffell said carefully: "Mr. Qinglang, the ancient philosopher once said that the most vicious monster will not slander your own flesh and blood. I believe that Lord Brufid on the other side of the vortex will not be like this."

Feng Qinglang looked at Jeffell with a smile and said, "Jefell, with this sentence, you are worthy of the benefits that pagans usually respect for you."

Jeffell's face changed and he hurriedly bowed to avenge his guilt.

Feng Qinglang said: "It may not be Brufid's idea, but it may involve the future battle for imperial power of their Helodia family. But I heard that His Majesty Brufid is in his prime..."

He shook his head slightly, not wanting to think about these meaningless questions anymore, and said in a deep voice: "Jefel, you can do this in person and notify Lord Dongditian, just say that we may need his help."

“Yes, sir”

As soon as Jeffell left, the door of the circular office was pushed open. Wu Kenella was wearing a gorgeous yellow evening dress and walked in. If she wasn't carrying a whole bottle of high-altitude wine in her hand, she would probably look even more decent.

She looked at Feng Qinglang with dissatisfaction and said, "Hey, why are you frowning? I haven't started to seduce you yet." When she said this, she closed the door.

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said, "What can you do if you can make yourself feel 70% drunk so quickly.

Wu Ji Nella ignored the other party's question, walked straight to the curved floor-to-ceiling glass, and said with satisfaction: "It turns out that it feels so great to look at here... The most wonderful thing is that you can't see what's going on here below. Well, come, Qinglang, have a drink with me."

Feng Qinglang stared at Xingqing's defense map on the table and said a little perfunctorily: "There is no cup here...

Unexpectedly, Wu Jinela directly raised her head and poured half a bottle, then handed the bottle to Feng Qinglang, and said seriously: "If you don't drink a gulp, then we will break up with each other, I mean it."

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to take it, so he had to pour a mouthful of it into his throat. The spicy alcohol made him feel refreshed, and the strong tension surrounding him also slightly faded away.

But when the wine bottle was still trying to hand it back to Wujinara, I found that the scenery in front of me was already full of spring. Wujinara's evening dress was slowly sliding down to the ground, revealing the close-fitting underwear. It was actually a very seductive and interesting style underwear, which specifically reflected Wujinara's tempting body, and the slender legs full of youthful atmosphere were reflecting the light of the magic lamp...

Feng Qinglang never felt that the light was so charming. For a moment, his throat became agitated. Although Wu Ji Nengla had tempted him, it was the first time that such a large-scale attack was attacked. It seemed that she had really made a sacrifice in order not to return to Alance...

Feng Qinglang felt that she had to say something to distract herself, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Hey, I said Wu Jianella, where did you get such a set of underwear..."

The voice of the black niella was full of the silly girly smell, like a charming murmur interspersed with music: "Big bad guy, didn't you prepare it for me? Just put it in the closet of my Amber Garden room..."

Feng Qinglang secretly scolded Jeffell for being unkind and honest in his heart. I guess in the eyes of that bastard, he prepared a surprise for himself, looking forward to his future praise... But then again, this bastard has a good taste, and he must have consulted many experts.

The flame of youth was slowly walking towards Feng Qinglang. Feng Qinglang wanted to find something to distract himself, but when his eyes moved down, it fell on the plump peaks. The crystal white gully seemed to have indescribable magic. Feng Qinglang's gaze was difficult to move away for a moment.

Wu Chinella chuckled and said, "The first time I saw you, I knew you were a big villain, and my eyes fell on someone's chest first."

Feng Qinglang tried hard to clarify his name: "At that time, you had thick smoky makeup and couldn't see clearly. It was normal for my eyes to tap into your other advantages."

The flames were approaching in front of him. When the drunken cherry lips opened slightly, they were full of intoxicating breath. Seeing that the cherry lips were getting closer, Feng Qinglang felt that his vision began to blur. He suddenly said, "Is someone here?"

"Don't always do this. If you say too much, people won't believe it." Wu Ji Nella smiled softly, and the intoxicating aura became stronger.

But the next second, her smile froze because she also heard footsteps. She hurriedly turned around, bent down and put on the evening dress. The footsteps were closer. She didn't want anyone to see her appearance. She flashed and flashed into the circular office. It was the only place to hide, a large wardrobe nearly two meters high. This was the temporary office of Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun. There was not much clothing prepared inside. When Wu Ji Neira closed the wardrobe door, she did not forget to glar at Feng Qinglang angrily.

When the wardrobe door was closed, the office door was just opened, and Beatrice, wearing a green dress, appeared gorgeously in front of her and smiled and said, "Qinglang, I didn't disturb you."

She saw the wine on the table and asked again, "Are you drinking alone?"

"…Yes, my throat is a little bit."

"Then I'll accompany you."

“…”
Chapter completed!