Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 143 Urgent thoughts

Su Wan was dumbfounded, she stared blankly at the sect master, not knowing what the sect master was doing.

"This seat told you to take off your clothes! Didn't you hear me?"

Seeing him standing there stupidly motionless, the door master said impatiently, his voice raised a bit.

Su Wan insisted on not taking it off. Seeing that the door master's face became more and more gloomy, and his eyes became colder and colder, Su Wan said bravely, "Master, this subordinate only likes women, not men..."

"I also only like women, not men."

The door master stared at Su Wan coldly, and suddenly smiled, "You don't think I'm interested in you, do you? Su Wan, you think highly of yourself too much, what are you! The shoes don't match!"

Su Wan's face was flushed red by his call, she frowned, and argued, "Then why did the sect master ask his subordinates to take off their clothes?"

"The queen said that she likes men who are slender and tall and straight. This majesty sees how much you look like she said, so I ask you to take off your clothes. Let me see what she likes. "

Only then did Su Wan understand, she took off her clothes embarrassingly, revealing her strong and thin body.

The door owner propped his chin with one hand, and looked him up and down, making Su Wan feel so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole in.

The door owner looked at it for a while, then waved his hand to signal that he could get dressed, and muttered disdainfully, "It's nothing more than that, nothing to see."

Su Wan's face froze, and she quickly put on her clothes, "If the sect master has nothing else to do, the subordinates will leave first."

"Ah."

After Su Wan stepped back, the door master walked to the bronze mirror, untied his belt, and slowly took off his red robe, revealing his fair and slender body.

The door master looked at his body, "I think it's very beautiful, why doesn't she like it?"

He slowly caressed his chest, it was flat, without any muscles, the skin was smooth and flat, full of elasticity, isn't it good?Do you have to be like Su Wan, with bulging muscles?

And this skin, so white that it is almost transparent, even the blue blood vessels under the skin are faintly visible, isn't it beautiful?

Why does the queen feel too white?
And this face, the lines are delicate and soft, the eyebrows are beautiful and moving, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows is bright and dripping. This kind of beauty is rare in the world. Why doesn't she like it?

The sect master couldn't figure it out, so he had to ask for an answer.

He put on his clothes again, picked up the letter paper on one side, carefully folded it, put it in his sleeve, and took another look at himself in the bronze mirror. Seeing that there was nothing wrong, he stepped out of the hole.

Along the way, I met a lot of people, some people saluted him, some people asked him where he was going, but the sect master didn't bother to pay attention.

He went straight out of the underground palace, came to the ground, stepped on the snow on the ground barefoot, and walked towards the path leading to the outside world among the mountains.

This is not the first time he left the underground palace and came to the ground, but it was the first time he left this village surrounded by mountains and wanted to go to the outside world.

When he reached the entrance of the trail, the door owner stopped slowly and looked back at the village in the vast night. The village on the ground and the underground palace under the ground formed a small world. Here, he is the king.

He has never been interested in the outside world, to be precise, he has no interest in anything.

Probably it was the pain of being a medicine man in the early years that took away all his interest. Under his body, there is an 80-year-old heart that is dying.

For him, life or death makes no difference.

But now, he was leaving here, and he was going to find an answer.

An answer that is dispensable to others is also dispensable to him in the past, but to him now, he just wants to know that answer, and desperately wants to know.

The door owner thought that he must be crazy!But it doesn't matter, he is already a lunatic, so what if he is a little more insane?

The door owner stepped on that path firmly. He didn't like to wear shoes because he didn't need them. In the underground palace, where he went, one was the main hall, and the other was his own cave, both of which were covered with carpets.

But now I know that you must wear shoes to go outside.

The soft and slender feet stepped on the path, and the hard stones made the soles of the feet hurt. The door master frowned and jumped up.

A red figure leaped across the forest, his body was as light as a swallow, and he stepped on the snow without a trace, even if he stepped on the branches, he couldn't step on the snow on the trees.

Flying all the way to the gate of the city with light work, it was already late at night, the gate had already been closed, the gatekeeper stood under the gate, looking at the high city wall, frowned, and jumped up.

The soldier guarding the city only felt a red shadow flash in front of his eyes. When he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, there was no red shadow. He pushed his companion beside him, "Hey, did you see a red shadow flash past just now?"

"There's no such thing as a red shadow, have you seen hell?"

The soldier trembled in fright. He looked around and saw that the night was dark and there was no one. He clasped his hands together and kept praying, "No wonder, the little one is just a guard of the city, and he hasn't done any harm..."

The door master stood high on the top of the tower, looking at the pale soldier with fright, he couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, he turned his head to look at the imperial palace deep in the imperial capital, jumped up and flew towards the imperial palace.

In the palace, in the queen's bedroom.

All the candles in the inner room were extinguished, leaving only a small candle in the outer room, which leaked a soft light through the thin moon shadow veil.

After being happy, Feng Jin nestled in Wuming's arms and fell into a sweet dreamland.

The night was silent.

Wuming opened his eyes sharply, looking at the gauze above his head with sharp eyes, he slowly raised his hand, and saw the back of his hand clearly with the faint light.

A very light and thin green line is looming under the skin.

what happened?

When he just fell asleep, he suddenly felt a cold breath surging in the eight meridians, which woke him up instantly.

He could clearly feel that it was the aura that suddenly appeared and then disappeared suddenly.

His spiritual power has always been pure and warm, but last time a strange cold aura suddenly appeared and mixed with his spiritual power.

Later, when he went to look for it again, he couldn't find it, but today it suddenly appeared again.

Wuming pulled out the arm that was being held down by Feng Jin. As soon as he moved, Feng Jin woke up startled, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to go out."

Feng Jin responded in a low voice, said vaguely 'go early and return early', and fell asleep again.

Feeling the cold aura in his body becoming more and more obvious, Wuming jumped out of the window and flew to the hill west of the palace where he used to practice the Nine Heavens and Stars Art.

He had to find out what was going on with that sinister aura, there shouldn't be such a thing in his body.

Recently, he could feel that the spiritual power in his body was stagnant, not increasing at all. No matter how he practiced and swallowed the spiritual power, it just didn't increase, as if it was blocked by something.

The bedroom returned to silence, Feng Jin slept peacefully on the dragon couch, the candlelight in the outer room flickered slightly, and the candlelight shone through the moon shadow veil into the inner room, her peaceful face became more and more soft under the faint light.

A tiny gust of wind, blowing from nowhere, slightly blows the gauze.

A figure silently appeared in the inner room and walked towards the dragon couch.

The head of the sect has been in the underground palace for a long time, and his eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people. He has long seen clearly that there is only Feng Jin on the dragon couch.

Wuming is not there, God is helping him!
The door master hooked his lips, revealing a silent smile.

He stepped on the soft scarlet carpet with bare feet, approached the dragon couch, and looked down at the sleeping Her Majesty the Empress.

Ordinarily, there were many hidden guards lurking around the bedroom. When he just passed by, he only heard the sound of breathing, and there were as many as 20 people. Unfortunately, they were all ordinary hidden guards, and they couldn't find him.

It was the first time he looked at a woman so seriously. The sleeping queen was much softer and more gentle than the awake queen. At least those imposing, sharp eyes were closed, and the long, bushy eyes were closed. The eyelashes drooped quietly.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains with black hair, and the lips are like red vermilion with fat.

Especially those lips, delicate and charming, like petals that have just bloomed, making one's heart itchy and unbearable, one can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

The door master slowly stroked his lips, and his slender fingers fell down little by little, landing on the empress's bright red lips.

The empress was still sleeping, the door master felt relieved, and gently stroked her lips with his soft and cool fingertips.

"No name, don't make trouble, it's cold."

The sleeping queen frowned, brushed off his hands, and slightly opened her clothes, revealing half of her snow-white round shoulders, which were soft and white.

The door master's eyes flickered slightly, as if there were sparks flickering.

He slowly lay down, lying on an unknown position, looking at the empress in front of him, he couldn't bear it any longer, he moved closer and kissed the slightly opened delicate and ruddy lips...

(End of this chapter)