If this is a dead Jedi, which master has the ability to reach the sky to isolate a small world of fifty kilometers? Not five hundred meters, but it is a fifty-mile territory. Feng Yi is very suspicious, even if the level nine god or the eighteen-winged demon can have such energy.

"Will the tomb of the ancient dragon clan of Tulan be here?" At this time, Karl said astonishingly.

"If this is really a death Jedi, it is not impossible." Fei'er said.

"If this is a dead Jedi, I think the possibility is not very high. The fifty-mile territory is isolated by a master. Even if the tomb of the ancient dragon clan is here, does it mean that someone has taken the lead?" Feng Yi shrugged, frowned and thought for a while, and then continued: "Will this isolation ban be like the belly of a toad in a lava cave, you can go out, but you can't come in again? Otherwise, with such a weak ban, why can't the zombies outside come in?"

"Xiao Fengzi, you're very reasonable. I think it's better for us to take a look around here first. When there are stars in the evening, I'll calculate where we are now." Fei'er said.

...

The Qinglong Empire, the imperial capital Qinglong City.

It is late autumn, and the early morning air is filled with a strong cold air. The green grass in the palace is now withered and yellow, covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

Ling Shuang Prad closed the last document, got up and walked to the window, looked at the bleak scenery outside the grid, and sighed softly. It was early summer when he was walking, but it was late autumn at this time, and time passed too quickly.

"Where are you now? Singing with a sword or a beauty around..." Ling Shuang murmured, her heart seemed a little cold, as if it was this weather.

The Qinglong Empire was well organized under her governance, and was more prosperous than before. Several national policies she had done were widely praised by the people of the empire. However, her status as a princess was regency, but she was still uttering gossiping. Moreover, the elders of the royal family who were waiting to die were asking her to get married in front of her every day. The ministers also talked a lot about this. In the past few months, the Sky Wolf Empire, the Golden Eagle Empire, the United Kingdom of Khakira and several powerful kingdoms have sent people to propose marriage for their prince.

"I have the final say in my marriage, no one can force me." Ling Shuang snorted softly. In fact, as the actual ruler of the Qinglong Empire, no one dared to force her.

Suddenly, Ling Shuang raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "Simon, come in."

A ghostly shadow appeared behind Ling Shuang, but it was a handsome young man. His expression was very cold and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

"Your Highness the Princess, you haven't found any news about Feng Yi. If you weren't dead, you must have been disguised." Simon said.

A trace of loss flashed in Ling Shuang's beautiful eyes. She felt that she had never understood him from beginning to end, and she didn't know where he came from, and now she didn't know where he was going. It was only a matter of knowing whether she could meet again in the future.

"Your Highness, Princess..." Simon shouted, but hesitated, as if he had something to say but didn't know what to say.

"If you have something to say, say it." Ling Shuang said.

"I shouldn't have talked too much about this matter, but... I still want to say whether Your Highness should consider the engagement. The Sky Wolf Empire and the Golden Eagle Empire are eroding our Qinglong Empire from all aspects recently and hindering the development of the Qinglong Empire. I think it is the prince of one of the empires to get engaged first, relieve the pressure, and then fight back against the other empire." Simon said.

Ling Shuang's delicate body stiffened. If others dared not speak to her like this, but Simon is the son of a shameful general of his father. They have known each other since childhood. She knew that he was her good. In fact, his opinion is also the most beneficial way for the Qinglong Empire at present. Using marriage as a bargaining chip to restrain the two empires, and it is just a nominal engagement. In any case, it is a business that only makes money but not loses money, but...

"Is Your Highness for that man named Feng Yi?" Simon asked.

"Bold, remember your own identity." Ling Shuang's expression changed, her eyes stared at Simon like a knife, and she scolded angrily.

Simon lowered his head and said after a long time, "Your Highness, if your heart is as big as the sky, some things must be abandoned. When your prestige reaches a certain level, some things are natural. And my subordinates know that Kyle has a mysterious power left to him by the old Majesty. If he grows up, his wings will be hard..."

Ling Shuang waved her hand, and a fire dragon roared and hit Simon's chest instantly, immediately making his chest charred, and scolded: "Get out of here, go."

"Yes, Your Highness, Princess." Simon withdrew expressionlessly, as if the burnt flesh on his chest had completely affected him at all.

Ling Shuang's expression was cloudy and sunny. Yes, she was an ambitious woman. Her choices were still very vague between family affection and power. Although both were in power, the issue of status was a huge thing for the entire Qinglong Empire. Perhaps many people now turn a blind eye. Once she publicly proclaims herself emperor, it will definitely cause huge shocks.

But she still didn't pay attention. In a shadow in the corner of the study, a black shadow was looking at her, and the murderous intent in her eyes was much stronger than the last time.

...

The night is beautiful, the stars are like drills, the cool breeze is gentle, and the sound of insects is ringing around, making the quiet night much more lively.

Fei'er stared at the night sky with a strange expression, as if it had been petrified, and she couldn't figure it out, how could this happen?

"Girl, what's wrong? You're talking. Even if you tell us that we are at the end of the world, I won't be surprised." Feng Yi patted Fei'er's shoulder and frowned. Although Fei'er didn't say it, he probably didn't have a good situation.

Fei'er came back to her senses, wretched her pretty face and said, "It's better to be the end of the world, but the key is that I don't know where we are now."

"If you don't know, you don't know why you are like a dead husband? Am I still fine?" Feng Yi smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense, you haven't understood what I mean. I mean the stars in the sky have been frozen. Even if you look at them again after a hundred years, it will still be like this." Fei'er said.

"Freezed? What does it mean? Of course the stars are fixed, but the planet we are in is turning." Feng Yi said indifferently.

"What are you talking about? I mean the stars in the sky are not real stars at all. How can I figure out where we are?" Fei'er shouted.

"Impossible." Feng Yi and Carl said at the same time.
Chapter completed!