Qingyun Guangyuan is not far from the imperial palace of Moro Kingdom.
However, Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie were sitting on the backs of the Nether Blood Sculpture's feathers, and they didn't even fly for a long time.
"Di Qianxie..." After enduring it for a while, Feng Wuxie finally couldn't help but ask: "Does this Nether Blood Sculpture you raise... fly a little slower?"
Emperor Qianxie touched the soft feathers on the back of the Nether Blood Sculpture, as if he was accustomed to it:
"This proves that it is in a good mood and is not in a hurry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nether Blood Sculpture was very face-saving, and it made a few very pleasant calls in the air, as if responding to Emperor Qianxie.
Di Qianxie seemed to be in a good mood, holding Feng Wuxie in his arms in a very comfortable posture.
Feng Wuxie was a little speechless: "Can you make it fly faster?"
—Hurry up and it won't affect the mood of this blood sculpture.
Di Qianxie raised the corner of his mouth, showing a playful smile:
"I can't wait to let it spin around. Do you want it to fly faster?"
Feng Wuxie didn't understand it at all, "Why are you? Aren't we going to the palace to see the situation?"
"What's so good about the imperial palace!" Di Qianxie snorted softly, "It's enough to have Mo Rong there."
Feng Wuxie's heart is full of grooves:
"Don't tell me you are riding on the back of this guy, and going around the entire Morro City, just to see the scenery!"
"What's so good about the scenery of this broken place!" Di Qianxie looked contemptuous, and made no secret of his disgust in his tone.
Feng Wuxie suddenly felt a little mad:
"Then I would like to ask the emperor, what do you want to see if you are so haunting?"
-She is still anxious to go to the palace to ask Lin Yejun about the killing of her parents, okay
The words of Emperor Qianxie are slightly poisonous:
"I don't even know what I want to see, is your brain eaten by the evil beast in the secret realm?"
Feng Wuxie glared at him, just about to go back satirically—
But when I heard Emperor Qianxie's rare and gentle sentence:
"I want to see you."
Feng Wuxie's heart jumped suddenly, and she couldn't help but moved slightly at this sentence.
Emperor Qianxie continued:
"I've been thinking about it for a long time, thinking about it every day."
Feng Wuxie was startled, then smiled faintly: "Really."
Di Qianxie snorted softly at this moment: "Humph, dead woman, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Feng Wuxie nodded without surprise: "Of course there is."
When Di Qianxie heard this, he naturally began to look forward to this woman's confession to him—
What would she say
How do you confess to him
Said she missed him too
It should be like this, eh.
Di Qianxie prepared a smile on his face, and only waited for Feng Wuxie to "confess his confession"...
However, what Feng Wuxie said is—
"Really, Emperor Qianxie, can you make this Nether Blood Sculpture fly faster? I'm really anxious to go to the palace to see the situation!"
The smile on Di Qianxie's face cooled down, "Feng Wuxie, is this what you want to say to me?"
"Yes." Feng Wuxie nodded seriously.
"I think you don't want to live anymore!" Di Qianxie's face was solemn, cold as a sword.
Feng Wuxie retorted, "Your life is tied to me. If I don't live anymore, you will die quickly."
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
Smart teeth are hard for a woman to raise.
-These are the two words that Di Qianxie came to mind at this moment.
"correct!"
Feng Wuxie suddenly remembered something very important, and asked very suspiciously:
"How did you know that I was in danger in the secret realm? And you also knew that it was Lin's family? You don't have any spiritual skills to monitor me, do you? I tell you, I hate being monitored the most!"
Di Qianxie's gaze subconsciously glanced at the necklace Feng Wuxie was wearing on her chest—
The jade on Guna’s chain was flashing a warm color in the sun.
Then, Emperor Qianxie didn't change his face and his heart was not beating, as if nothing had happened: "Oh, I disdain the act of monitoring women."
"Then how did you know?" Feng Wuxie also felt that the secret realm requires soul power transmission to enter, which is almost equivalent to another realm separated by a barrier. Even if Di Qianxie has supernatural powers, he should not be able to handle it. Stretch it so long...
"I have my own way. You don't need to ask more." Di Qianxie went over it perfunctorily.
"Really?" Feng Wuxie tentatively.
Di Qianxie turned his face away, as if looking at the scenery: "Of course."
Feng Wuxie looked back at Di Qianxie's appearance, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Landscape." Emperor Qianxie continued as if nothing had happened.
Feng Wuxie said strangely: "Didn't you say that there is nothing to see in the scenery in this shabby place?"
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
Feng Wuxie: "So what are you looking at?"
At this moment, Emperor Qianxie suddenly patted the back of the Nether Blood Sculpture:
"Who made you fly so slowly? Didn't you see this woman in a hurry? Don't you hurry to fly to the palace!"
Feng Wuxie is inexplicable: "..."
The Nether Blood Sculpture is even more heart-stucked. For the first time, the Nether Blood Sculpture understands the profound meaning of the phrase "there is hardship that can't be said" that human beings often say!
…Master, isn’t it that you told me in your heart to make me fly as slow as possible, so that you and the master’s wife could stay alone for a while longer...…
In an instant, the speed of the Nether Blood Sculpture suddenly increased, just like an arrow from the string, flying in the direction of the imperial palace!
Feng Wuxie sat on the back of the Nether Blood Sculpture, with long hair like thick ink... messy in the wind.
She is speechless!
This is too fast!
Di Qianxie was very satisfied with the performance of the Nether Blood Sculpture at this moment.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the Nether Blood Sculpture carried Emperor Qianxie and Feng Wuxie to the palace.
Feng Wuxie didn't want to cause too much movement, so—
Before entering the palace, Emperor Qianxie first covered himself and Feng Wuxie with a hidden barrier.
Di Qianxie's soul power is so deep that ordinary people can't compare it. A layer of enchantment covers not only the body, but also the voice and the movement of walking!
even if
The spiritualist forbidden troops patrolling the inner courtyard of the palace were not even aware of it.
Even if Feng Wuxie and Emperor Qianxie were talking in the barrier without anyone else, the outside world would not be able to hear them!
Relying on this enchantment, walking all the way, finally approached the inner hall.
At this time, Emperor Qianxie suddenly said: "Keep on, Mo Rong set up a maze outside the inner hall of the surnamed Lin, to isolate the inside and outside of this imperial hall, so as to prevent outsiders from intruding into bad things. If you break into the puzzle, you will fall into the illusion, and all you see are the illusions of the scene designed by Mo Rong."
—In other words, everyone in the palace now doesn't know that the monarch has been tied up by Mo Rongshen unknowingly!
If someone really came to see the emperor, then Mo Rong would use this puzzle to create a fictitious scene that would make people mistakenly believe that he had already seen the emperor...
Fortunately, Feng Wuxie also paid attention when he was returning to the Yuntian Terrace. When referring to the situation in the palace, he deliberately avoided the ears of the State Supervisor and other families. Only those insiders such as An Lingxi knew about it.
Following Di Qianxie's guidance, Feng Wuxie walked through the strange puzzle before the inner hall.
After entering the hall, I saw Mo Rong.
Mo Rong was sitting leisurely on the emperor’s dragon couch, eating snacks and nibbling melon seeds...
"Master." When Mo Rong saw that Emperor Qianxie was coming, he took the melon seeds and got off the dragon couch: "You are here."
Di Qianxie glanced at him and snorted, "Hmph, you enjoy it."
Mo Rong smiled: "The dragon couch is nothing more than a couch. There is either a dragon chair or a dragon couch in the inner hall, or a dragon bed. I am forced to enjoy it."
Seeing Mo Rong, Feng Wuxie asked directly, "Where is Lin Yejun?"
Mo Rong puffed up in the direction of the inner dragon bed:
"Inside, I used the enchantment town to lie in Long**. You killed his prince. He lay ** and scolded you for a long time. I told him that even if he scolds Potian, people outside can’t hear you. He didn't believe it, he has been scolding for an hour, and now he is tired of scolding, and he just took a breath."
Emperor Qianxie's eyes mocked:
"It seems that you are too idle to stop him directly, but to listen to these curses!"
Mo Rong Dynasty Emperor Qian Xie smiled slightly:
"You don't understand, Master, let him scold casually, it's better than he keeps his mouth shut. If you are angry, you can say anything, and you can scold something useful. Yeah!"
Emperor Qianxie sat down on his own, too lazy to speak.
Feng Wuxie glanced at the direction of the dragon bed with disdain:
"Oh, he scolded so happily, but-he only remembered that I killed his prince, but why didn't he mention that he sent someone to kill my parents thirteen years ago!"
Mo Rong shrugged:
"He mentioned it. He said that if he knew you were their daughter, he should get rid of you the first time he saw you. This way he won't wait until you have done a great job in detoxification for the people in the city. He wants to get rid of you but can't find the time or reason."
Feng Wuxie felt sick when she heard this—
"Let's go and meet the emperor together. I would like to know what secrets are hidden behind their Lin family royal family!"
(End of this chapter)