where is the father

Chapter 229
Mu Shuiyao looked disappointed. Although she understood this truth, she still hoped for a surprise. Unfortunately, she seemed to think too much. Luo Lan was not someone she could manipulate at will.

Mu Shuiyao rested, and three ghostly figures jumped out of the princess hall.

The three joined hands, all dressed in nighttime black clothes, and flashed into the bushes beside the road.

"Let's go separately, the goal together is too big, don't worry, until we find it, we must not reveal our whereabouts" Luo Lan whispered, intending to follow Mu Shuiyao to visit the palace tomorrow, but just now, the strange spirit suddenly sensed it again Seeing the existence of mysterious power, the opportunity is fleeting, and they have to take risks and gamble.

It was early winter, and the north wind suddenly blew in the dark night, the full moon in the sky was densely covered, and most of the brilliant light scattered on the ground also disappeared, adding a favorable environmental cover for their actions.

At this time, Luo Lan had been promoted to the peak of the seventh rank of the Emperor Realm, and her soul power was becoming more and more powerful, and she couldn't hide any disturbance within a few miles.

And Jun Boqing, at this time, has actually reached the peak of the ninth rank of the Emperor Realm. He only needs to go one step further, and he can be promoted to the Spirit Emperor Realm, the Spirit Emperor Realm, and truly step into the realm of the peak powerhouse.

Many hidden powerhouses have been in the Emperor Realm for many years, or even entered the ninth-rank peak of the Emperor Realm for many years, but they have not been able to break through. The aura of the Yuyu Continent has been unable to create strong men above the Spirit Emperor Realm, so for thousands of years, countless strong men have been desperately looking for a way to go to the Yunyong Continent. Only by going to the Yunyong Continent can they have a chance Get promoted again.

The three of them moved extremely fast, they flashed in front of those guards like a gust of wind, and in addition to the cold wind, no one found their traces.

They passed through countless palaces one by one, and came to the Zhengyang Palace where the emperor lived.

Liu Xuan pointed to Zhengyang Palace, and said, "It's right here, it's inside."

It is said that the emperor has not shown his face for several months, and his life and death are unknown. No one is allowed to enter or leave Zhengyang Hall except Quan You.

There are no guards around, which is completely different from other places in the palace. Then I thought, yes, how many people can get past the guards at every step to come here?If you can break through, then what's the use of setting up a few more people here?

The lights in Zhengyang Hall were brightly lit, and there was nothing unusual about it.

The three of them approached vigilantly, jumped up the huge courtyard wall, turned over and entered.

They landed like cats without making a sound.

Scanning the situation in the courtyard, there is no one in the courtyard, and exquisite and gorgeous palace lanterns hang high, illuminating every inch of land in the courtyard.

Three black shadows quickly passed through the empty courtyard and entered the resplendent main hall.

Zhengyang Hall is the residence of the Western Emperor, with golden lacquer and green floor, and rare treasures laid out horizontally, it is as luxurious as possible, one cannot help but marvel at the grandeur of this handicraft.

The three of them had no intention of appreciating, and continued to search for the weak connection.

Passing through the main hall where the emperor met his ministers and concubines, there was a long corridor paved with gold and stones. At the end of the corridor, it led directly to the apse where the emperor slept. The strange thing is that there is no one in this hall, no matter whether it is front or back.

Jun Boqing muttered softly, "Paving the road with gold is amazing, he can think of it, and he is not afraid of freezing his feet in winter."

The three of them walked through the golden corridor and came outside the bedroom. Liu Xuan's face changed slightly, and he pointed to the closed door of the bedroom and said, "The source of strength is inside."

Luo Lan looked up at the carved golden door, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that that thing is owned by Emperor Xishui?"

"Anyway, let's go in first." Liu Xuan looked around, but there was still no one there, and the emperor's bedroom had no one watching the night, it was really weird.

"Wait a minute, there are people inside." Luo Lan stopped Liu Xuan who was about to push the door.

In the dormitory, the luminous pearl hangs high, shining brilliantly, scattering the brilliance of the room.

On the carved dragon bed, a man in bright yellow pajamas was lying with his eyes closed. He was over fifty years old and his face was lifeless. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs in his chest, he would have looked like a dead man.

Facing the bright yellow bed of the dragon bed, a seductive woman wrapped around a thin man like a water snake.

The voices of deep enjoyment came and went, the woman's flaming red lips sucked the man's lips, the chest, the man's withered black palm, kneaded the woman...causing the woman to tremble and helplessly, "Hurry up!" , I can't take it anymore, come quickly..."

The woman's winking eyes are like silk, tightly clasping the man's narrow waist, seducing him.

On the table next to the collapse, there is a small golden pestle. The small pestle is about a foot long, and the whole body is golden yellow. Under the illumination of the night pearl, it is even more dazzling.

While the two were fighting bravely, the little pestle that had been lying still seemed to undergo a strange change.

As the bed collapsed and shook violently, the small pestle also kept trembling slightly.

The woman who was pressed down by the man caught a glimpse of the trembling little pestle out of the corner of her eye, panted and smiled lightly, "Master, it's so powerful, even your precious golden pestle is shaking." The woman's snow-white arms clenched tightly. Putting his arms around the man's neck, he moved his body upwards.

When the woman finished speaking, the man stopped immediately, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the golden pestle.

He knew the weight of the golden pestle best, and it was absolutely impossible to shake it because of the shaking of the bed.

All movements stopped, the shaking bed also remained still, but the golden pestle was still trembling and shaking uncontrollably.

The man got up from the woman, stared straight at the golden pestle on the table, and murmured, "It's been 30 years, you've been sleeping for 30 years, are you finally going to wake up? Only I know how extraordinary you are. worthy of my possession."

With a sullen expression on her face, the woman wrapped herself around the man's naked body from her back, trying to arouse his desire again.

The man stared straight at the golden pestle without looking back, and growled, "Get lost!"

The woman seemed to have been blinded by desire, unable to see the situation clearly, and tried to push the man down, yelling softly, "I still want to..."

The man closed his eyes, a powerful force was released from his body, the woman's body flew out, and hit the ten-meter-tall golden pillar in the corner of the room at an extremely fast speed.

She didn't even have time to scream, and she turned into a pool of rotten meat.

The golden pestle was still trembling, the man seemed to have figured out something, looked at the closed door, got up and put on his clothes slowly.

"It seems that there is a guest coming. Since we are here, why don't you show up?" He said casually, the volume was not loud, but he clearly got into the ears of the uninvited guest outside the door.

The golden lacquer carved door was pushed open, and the man in black walked in slowly. Jun Boqing rushed into the inner room before Luo Lan, fearing that there would be any danger in the room.

Luo Lan followed closely behind, with a smile in her eyes shining like black jewels, she glanced lightly at the trembling golden pestle on the table, raised her eyebrows and looked at the man who had just put on his clothes, her body Thin and dark, with eerie fiery red hair and demonic eyes, even an idiot can tell that he is definitely not human.

Luo Lan turned to look at the man in the yellow robe on the left side, and said with a smile, "This must be the long-lost Xishuihuang who has been rumored for a long time. Am I right? Master Quan You."

Quan You slowly fastened the ribbon around his waist, and looked at the person with unhurried eyes. The three of them were not very old, but there was a sense of dignity that could not be ignored. Although the woman speaks softly and slowly, there is a hint of domineering that can't be exposed.

(End of this chapter)