The personal sycophant of the villainous empress

Feng Luan was not intimidated by her behavior. Instead, he looked at her with a smile and said, "Are you really willing to do this?"

If Mu Qiongyi really had that intention, what would she do in Tianshui Sect?

Not to mention the Demon Suppressing Sect she was born in, if she went to any holy land, or even to the Dragon Clan, she would have greater hope of revenge than in Tianshui.

At least she couldn't support the team in Tianshui, and they would help hold Mu Qiongyi down when Su An came.

"Is there anything I can't do?" Mu Qiongyi frowned and turned her head.

"Seriously?" Feng Luan also turned around, her beautiful eyes continuing to stare at Mu Qiongyi's eyes.

Fairy Mu looked a little unnatural and turned her head again.

Feng Luan also followed suit, and the teasing meaning in his eyes was even more undisguised.

Mu Qiongyi had no choice but to raise her head, her two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at each other, and gradually Mu Qiongyi's eyes began to dodge.

"Ignore you."

She took out her hand, walked around Feng Luan, and strode forward.

Feng Luan's teasing laughter came from behind, making her speed increase a bit.

Today's Tianshui Sect is still so cheerful.

"It's a pity that Mr. Su didn't come." Feng Luan felt a little regretful.

If she could get close to Mr. Su a few more times, she would probably have broken through to the soul.

To be honest, she still missed the last time she served with Mu Qiongyi.

It would be better if I pull Qiong Yi along next time.

…

The flow rate of time in the Zhenwu Realm is roughly the same as that in the Origin Realm.

It is noon in the Zhenwu world.

Walking into the center of the weird fog, the surrounding environment gradually became clearer, but the sunlight from outside still couldn't shine in. It was like a foggy world.

Yun Feiyang's face remained alert, and the wounds on his body had been simply treated by him.

In the absence of healing medicine and insufficient mana, this is the only way to deal with it.

Suddenly he made a loud bang, as if he had hit a wall of air.

He stumbled to the ground and felt pain again from the wounds on his body.

"Damn Su An!" The corner of his mouth twitched in pain and he cursed casually.

Although he didn't know what the grudge was between the person chasing him and him, he still placed the grudge on Su An.

If it weren't for Su An, then he would have returned as the God of War, so there would be no need to be a savage here.

But this time he really guessed the enemy correctly.

Standing up, Yun Feiyang stretched his hand forward. There was nothing in front of him with his naked eyes, and his spiritual sense could not sense it, but his hand clearly touched a wall-like barrier.

He bent his fingers and tapped, and a wave-like pattern lit up.

It is a defensive formation.

However, the person who set up the formation seemed to have no intention of hurting anyone, so the formation only had a blocking effect.

But with his current cultivation level, it is almost impossible to break this formation.

Yun Feiyang had some concerns in his mind.

The weird guy in the wheelchair hasn't come after him yet, so there's no need to waste time here.

He turned around to leave, but the space behind him suddenly shook.

Turning his head warily, Yun Feiyang's eyes widened.

"...The formation has disappeared?!"

A gorgeous palace appeared in front of him.

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 more intense.

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 and asked with confusion on his face: "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's wrong?"

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!"