The villain queen's close minister

It is not as majestic and majestic as the palaces of princes and nobles, but it has a natural beauty.

It perfectly combines the beauty of nature with the beauty of architecture.

Coupled with the mist surrounding it, it looks like a fairy palace in the fog.

After hesitating for a while, Yun Feiyang walked towards the open door of the palace.

The palace gave him a feeling of intimacy and no danger.

He has always believed in his own intuition. In his previous life, he relied on this intuition to turn disaster into good fortune, obtain good fortune from adversity, frequently encounter strange encounters, and achieve great deeds as a god of war.

Compared with Yun Feiyang, Zhou Yun was like a headless fly, spinning in the fog and unable to discern the direction.

Although his face was still calm, there was still a hint of unobvious violence in his eyes.

If he keeps wandering around like this, let alone finding Yun Feiyang, he will be trapped and die in this fog.

……

Following the feeling in his heart, Yun Feiyang moved forward.

The walls of the palace were covered with murals, which were exquisite and gorgeous, and had the appearance of a daughter's home, which gave him a vague sense of familiarity.

But he didn't take a closer look. Instead, he followed the feeling in his heart and came to a closed palace door.

A throbbing and intimate feeling came from inside the door.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the palace door. Unexpectedly, the palace door opened as soon as he pushed it.

Yun Feiyang was fully prepared for defense. He raised his few mana and was always ready to take action.

But looking around, the empty hall was very empty.

Only in the center of the main hall was an exquisite crystal coffin, which was extremely eye-catching.

It seems to be the essence of this place.

The light blue coffin exuded a mysterious halo, and seemed to contain something.

The throbbing in Yun Feiyang's heart became even stronger.

What on earth is this...

"elder brother!"

An ethereal voice came, causing his body to stiffen suddenly and his voice to tremble:

"Yan'er? Is it you Yan'er!"

He recognized the voice.

His adopted sister was also a comrade-in-arms who fought alongside him, and one of the three giants of the Temple of War - Dharma God Yun Yan.

Also known as Emperor Yun.

"Brother, it's me." The voice seemed particularly excited.

This time Yun Feiyang understood clearly that the sound came from the coffin.

He stepped forward and wanted to open the coffin, but after thinking about it, he felt that this behavior was too rash.

So he stood there, looking puzzled and asked, "Yan'er, why are you in the coffin?"

Although it is a crystal coffin, it cannot be used as a bed!

"Brother! This is a sleeping device I set up. It will automatically wake up after sensing my brother's breath." Yun Yan snorted, and then slowly explained.

When the war ended, her brother Yun Feiyang died, and Sister Fengchan lived in another world. She also suffered serious Taoist injuries.

But she didn't believe that her brother would die so easily.

Therefore, after the war, she did not choose to return to the Temple of War, but chose a remote place to set up the formation.

She is a Taoist body of all kinds of magic. No matter how magical powers, spells, formations or swordsmanship, she can master them as soon as she learns them. She can penetrate all kinds of magic, so she is called the God of Dharma.

The formation she set up was naturally unusual.

Not only is she connected to these thousands of miles of earth veins, absorbing the power of the earth veins to nourish her body and soul, but it can also slow down the passage of her life.

So she spent the long years in a deep sleep while recovering from her injuries through formations, waiting for her brother's return.

Now, the long wait has finally been answered, and even Yun Yan is overjoyed.

"By the way, brother, how did you find this place? And it seems like your breath is...injured."

Although she was locked in a coffin, she could still clearly feel the situation in the outside world, and naturally also detected Yun Feiyang's situation.

A pure and gentle magic power burst out from the coffin and fell on Yun Feiyang, instantly recovering his injuries. Then Yun Yan asked, "Who did this?"

There was a hint of anger in his voice.

Immediately, the atmosphere in the entire hall became solemn.

Yun Feiyang touched his nose feeling embarrassed.

This desolate look was actually seen by Yan'er, which was really a blow to him.

But then he put this emotion behind him, looked at the coffin with piercing eyes, and clenched his fist fiercely, but this time he felt excited.

"It's Su An! Yan'er, now our Temple of War has been stolen by a thief named Su An. That guy took my name, claimed to be the reincarnation of the God of War, and took control of the Temple of War."

His voice was a little urgent and filled with anger, as if he wanted to express all the humiliation he had suffered these days.

He has a sworn sister, Yun Yan, who can kill Su An!

Of course, he chose to hide some embarrassing things, such as being slapped in the face, having his balls exploded, etc. He only talked about Su An forcing the suspected sister Feng Chan to reincarnate as Li Waner, and how insidious and ugly Su An was. , full of tricks.

Snapped!

There was a heavy thumping sound, it was Yun Yan slapping the coffin lid.

"That thief Su An is so vicious. He is hateful and deserves to be killed!"

Yun Feiyang's eyes lit up and he said: "Yes, he deserves to be killed!"

"Yan'er, now my strength has not been restored and I am beyond my capabilities. Fortunately, I still have you. Let's go out quickly to kill the Su thief and restore the integrity of my War Temple!"

He spoke very excitedly, and he couldn't wait to see Su An's expression of shock and begging for mercy.

"……elder brother."

Yun Yan's voice paused.

"Well, what happened?"

Yun Feiyang was already thinking about how to deal with Su An.

The thief has bullied me many times. It would be too easy to kill him directly. He must not be let go easily.

"I might not be able to go out for a while."

Yun Yan's voice was a little lower, and she felt a little guilty.

"..." Yun Feiyang raised his head after a while, a little dumbfounded.

It took you a long time to tell me that you couldn't go out?

Then how could he deal with Su An!

Yun Yan continued to explain: "My formation is still not perfect enough, so even if I wake up, I will not be able to leave here within two months. While my body is nourished by the earth's veins, it is also imprisoned. If I want to kill the thief, I will have to wait. Not until two months later.”

In short, there is a two-month recovery period.

After all, the time span of her formation is quite large, and there is no manual management in the middle. It is fully automatic and only a few minor accidents occur, which is already very good.

Yun Feiyang frowned when he heard this. Could it be that he wanted to let that thief Su An go free for two months?

Who knows how Li Waner will be bullied in these two months.

"Is there no other way?"

Yun Yan thought for a while and answered, "It's not impossible, but if I force my way out, my strength may fall to the Pure Yang realm."

It is much more cost-effective to stay here for two months and then go out than to fall into Pure Yang and then return to the Imperial realm.

Moreover, that person dares to plot against the War Temple, and his power and cultivation are extraordinary. If he only has the Pure Yang Realm cultivation, it may not be enough.

"Forget it." Yun Feiyang shook his head and fell into deep thought.

Su An has almost become his inner demon, and he will not be reconciled if he cannot control Su An.

Suddenly, his tiger body trembled, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "What if we lure him here?"

Yun Yan's confident voice came from the coffin, "Here, Yan'er can suppress a mere pure Yang with one hand!"

Chapter 260: This writer is getting more and more outrageous

Although her strength has not yet fully recovered, she can fully exert the power of the Emperor Realm in this formation.

Under the so-called imperial realm, everyone is an ant.

Chunyang cultivator is just a bigger ant in front of the Emperor Realm.

Yun Feiyang lowered his head, thought for a moment and then made a decision: "Yan'er, I'll go and bring Su An over!"

Yun Yan hesitated, "Brother, you..."

"Yan'er, don't say any more. If Na Su'an is allowed to occupy the Temple of War for one more day, the Zhenwu world will be in greater danger, and the people in the Zhenwu world will be in greater danger. I will definitely win this trip." Yun Feiyang said generously. Words, words are firm.

Who knows how long the thief will stay in Qingyuan, what if he escapes in two months?

This tone cannot be tolerated.

Su An must be pressed to death quickly!

Seeing this, Yun Yan had no choice but to agree, "Okay, brother, be careful in everything!"

She injected a magic power into Yun Feiyang's body again and warned: "Brother, if a monk follows you, this magic power will be sensed. If you encounter danger, you can directly activate this magic power to keep you safe."

Yun Feiyang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled casually: "Don't worry!"

As the God of War, there is nothing he can't accomplish.

Neither of them noticed that there were two figures hiding in the mezzanine of a certain space, quietly observing everything in the hall.

"If we play like this, then I won't be sleepy anymore." Su An murmured inwardly, the corners of his lips suddenly raised, looking at Yun Feiyang below, he thought of an interesting way to play.

I was originally planning to pack up the palace and move it away, but now it seems I can have a little more fun.

"And that Yuan Shen is also a little wet. The Dharma God didn't notice our concealment. Is it because the concealment function of the innate spiritual treasure is too good?"

Su An thought that if possible, he would sneak into Taiyuan Palace secretly next time.

In the dead of night, when Sister Ruoxi was sleeping, Qing Mimi touched her bed, sat on her body, and stretched out her sinful hands.

Then pinched her face hard.

Pinch out eighteen shapes and record them with a photo stone.

The final final blow,

Your Majesty, you don't want Qingling and the others to know about your embarrassment, do you?

……

In Taiyuan Hall, the empress whom Su Anxiao missed was lazily lying on her side on the phoenix couch, wearing only a black bird emperor robe.

A few pieces of snow-white skin were exposed from the imperial robe, like an elf on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

The jade feet rest lightly on the end of the bed, like spring water, white and slender, smooth as jade, the toes are slightly curved, and a little cute, like crystal clear pearls.

The looming figure on the bed is more like the embodiment of beauty, especially attractive.

If Su An saw such a scene, she would definitely transform into a masseur on the spot and give the empress a full-body massage.

It's a pity that there is only the empress in this palace.

At this time, she was holding a book and looking at it with interest.

The expression on his face alternated between smiling and stern.

Suddenly her movements stagnated, and her lazy breath changed.

"Xiao Anzi!" The empress narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she saw a figure with evil intentions through the void.