Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 491 You Can't Save These People

Feng Jin nodded.

Yan Wang walked around Feng Jin, looked Feng Jin up, down, left, and right, back and forth, Feng Jin let him watch, sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of the coffin.

Turning back in a circle, Yan Wang looked at Feng Jin face to face, holding his belly with one hand, and touching his chin with the other, and said slowly, "Feng Jin, the former female devil king, and now the great Zhou empress, the eighth highest spiritual power of the Nine Heavens Star Art. Heavy, extremely talented, it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you have become a demon. According to your talent, it will be a matter of time before you enter the ninth level. Maybe you can become the second person to enter the supreme realm."

Feng Jin smiled slightly, "Yan Wang is too much, my talent is not as high as Bai Ye, Bai Ye will be the second person to enter the Supreme Realm."

"he?"

Yan Wang sneered, with a contemptuous look on his face, "No matter how many precious spiritual herbs and medicines my father gave him, he would not be able to enter the supreme realm. The ninth level is his limit."

Feng Jin couldn't help frowning, "How could it be? He entered the eighth level, hundreds of years behind me."

"Talent is limited."

Feng Jin was a little puzzled, "His talent is higher than mine..."

"That's what his father dragged him up to. In real terms, no one is more talented than you except Xuanyuan Ling who has been wiped out. This king has been the king of Hades for thousands of years. Since the Central Plains Continent, this king has been here. Hell King of Hell, you still have some insight."

Seeing that Feng Jin still had some disbelief, Yan Wang's eyes flickered slightly, "Did you forget something?"

"My memory is only 300 years old."

"One thousand eight hundred years?"

Yan Wang's expression changed slightly, he stared at Feng Jin intently, and after a while, he frowned and looked away, "I understand..."

"Yan Wang, do you know something? Who is Xuanyuan Ling? What happened 300 years ago?"

Yan Wang's expression turned a little ugly, and his tone became cold, "Don't ask any more questions, I have something else to do, and I'm going back to the underworld."

Feng Jin blocked his way, Yan Wang sneered, "Do you think you can stop this king? If you were in the past, you could still stop him. Now you are only equivalent to the third and fourth levels of spiritual power. You can't even stop a cultivator from the Canghai Continent who has achieved a little bit."

"I don't want to stop you, I just want to know the truth."

"Since someone has sealed your memory, they just don't want you to know the truth. I don't dare to confront that person."

Yan Wang said, and was about to leave again, Feng Jin stopped him again, "Who is it? Even the Hades of the underworld are afraid, who is it?"

"Do you really think how powerful this King of Hades is? This king is afraid of too many people! This is the Central Plains! The ghost of an ordinary practitioner who came over."

Seeing that Feng Jin refused to back down, Yan Wang's thick black raised eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, "Get out of the way!"

"No!"

Feng Jin refused to give an inch, Yan Wang sneered, "Do you think that if you don't move, this king has nothing to do?"

As he spoke, he was about to turn invisible and burrow into the ground. Feng Jin called him, "Don't you want to keep the Central Plains? Don't you want to keep the position of King Hades?"

Yan Wang paused, then turned his head to look at Feng Jin, "Do you have a solution?"

Feng Jin shook her head, "No."

Yan Wang looked deceived, stabbed Feng Jin fiercely, and was about to leave, Feng Jin said quickly, "However, I am also the female devil king back then, and my ability is not bad, and I am Da Zhou's son. Empress, for the Central Plains Continent, I love this land and the creatures on it more than you do, and I am willing to join hands with you! Even if there is only one ten-thousandth possibility, I will fight for it!"

Yan Wang hesitated, his suspicious eyes swept Feng Jin back and forth.

"I just want to know what happened 300 years ago, what's wrong with the Canghai Continent, and whether the Central Plains Continent is really needed to fill the gap. You have been the King of Hades for thousands of years, and you must know what happened more than 1000 years ago. right?"

Yan Wang sighed, "Even if this king knows, this king will not tell you. Some people don't want you to know, and this king dare not disobey. What's more, you can live safely until now if you don't know. If you know, you may be alive." Not long."

Feng Jin frowned, "I'm not afraid of death..."

"This king knows that you are not afraid. The female devil queen was famous back then, and she was not afraid of life and death, but aren't you afraid that your child will lose his mother?"

Feng Jin was stunned.

The King of Hades sighed heavily, "Feng Jin, after all, I can be the King of Hades because of you and..."

At the critical moment, Yan Wang swallowed back what he wanted to say, "In short, if the Central Plains Continent hadn't come first, this king would have no chance to be the king of Hades in this underworld, nor would he have the chance to escape for thousands of years. Listen to my advice and stop looking for it. The truth, all the answers, let them go with the wind, for yourself and for your young children."

Yan Wang said, and was about to leave.

Feng Jin called him to stop, her tone excited, her chest heaving violently, "Then what about the Central Plains Continent? What about the thousands of creatures?"

Yan Wang turned his head and looked at her with heavy eyes, "Even if I tell you, you can't solve it. If the emperor Bai Chong really decides to use the Central Plains Continent to refine the material to mend the sky, no one can stop it, including you."

"But……"

Feng Jin wanted to say something more, but Yan Wang interrupted her, "Feng Jin, all of this is fate, accept fate."

"I don't accept my fate!"

Yan Wang looked at her with complicated eyes, "Feng Jin, with your ability, you can escape with your husband and children, and leave the rest alone, you can't control it, and you don't have that ability."

Feng Jin felt like a drowning person, he couldn't even breathe smoothly, and his lungs were crushed and painful.

She will not leave these people alone, there are many people here who she knows and who she does not know.

In the Central Plains, she has many friends and people, and she will never leave them alone.

After Yan Wang left, Feng Jin knelt on the futon, staring at the queen mother's coffin in a daze.

Countless thoughts passed through her mind, she wanted to discuss it with others, but found that there was no one to discuss it with except Wuming, Shen Wenqing and the others would not believe Yama's words, nor would they believe that Feng Jin had seen Yama.

The only one who could believe her words was Tianhe, but Tianhe was still unconscious.

Feng Jin's heart was as desperate as a drowning person, unable to grasp even a straw.

When it was almost midnight, Shen Wenqing came, "Your Majesty, we have found a clue about the rumors."

Feng Jin restrained her mind, "Say."

"Someone is secretly messing up the situation, muddying the pool of water in the imperial capital, and wanting to damage His Majesty's reputation so that he can reap the benefits of being a fisherman."

"Who?"

Shen Wenqing smiled mysteriously, "Your Majesty, guess who it is."

Feng Jin's expression was cold, and he slowly uttered three words, "King Xi Cheng!"

Shen Wenqing was shocked, and said in a daze, "How did Your Majesty know?"

"If something happens to me and my reputation is damaged, then the three princes will benefit."

Feng Jin said unhurriedly, "Prince Qing'an didn't even attend the funeral of the Empress Dowager, and he didn't do any superficial tricks. It's clear that he's surrendering to King Jiangdong. The throne is still King Jiangdong, he can't take advantage of it, so it doesn't matter much to him whether my reputation is lost or not."

"As for the King of Jiangdong, he's already beaten up like this. His main energy is on the battlefield, and he won't waste his energy on making rumors. It's useless not to mention. The downside is that people in the world will dissatisfy him even more, even if he can sit on the dragon chair at that time, he can't sit still, it's a thankless thing, why would he do it?"

"Then only King Xicheng is left. This uncle of mine, who has never been involved in any side, seems to be very honest, but if he is really honest, why didn't he come to the queen mother's funeral? I don't believe it." How could it be such a coincidence to encounter bandits, unconsciousness and other nonsense? He did not dare to vote for Jiangdong King, fearing that Jiangdong King would fail and hurt him, but he wanted to share a piece of the pie, so naturally he hoped that Jiangdong King and I Both sides are hurting, and he is reaping the benefits of the fisherman. The more honest he looks, the quieter he is, all his thoughts are hidden deep, the less you know what the hell he is doing."

Shen Wenqing was full of admiration, but then showed a puzzled look, "Since your majesty knows it's him, why did you let the chieftain and the ministers investigate?"

"I'm just guessing, I need you to help me confirm it."

Shen Wenqing was full of admiration, and asked again, "Now that it has been confirmed, what does His Majesty plan to do?"

(End of this chapter)