This is a boundless vast sea of clouds. There is a milky-white palace in the middle of this sea of clouds. It stands majestically, without foundation stones, and does not need bricks or white walls. It is as if it should originally exist in this white mist-shrouded void.
It is ordinary, misty and nihilistic. With the flow of air, the entire palace disappears in the void.
Tsk!
A ball of white light floated in the void in the distance, and with the sound of friction in the air, it shot into the palace without any hindrance, because this palace had no door wall at all, and it did not need a door wall.
The white light entered the hall, circled around in the air and slowly fell down. It turned out to be a man in white robe, his face was very cold, so cold that there was no trace of fireworks.
The palace was deathly silent, with not a single figure in sight. The most conspicuous thing was the two rows of motionless humanoid stone statues on both sides. In the middle, there was a milky-white statue of a man. His figure was the same as a real person, and his facial features were lifelike, but his eyes were empty.
, a thick, undissolvable white mist lingered endlessly on the soles of the feet, and even the ankles were hidden in the mist.
The white-robed man's eyes were blank, and he bowed to the statue in the center of the hall and saluted, saying: "To the Lord God, the God of Destiny failed to capture the God of Fire. The magic circle where the God was imprisoned has been broken. Please ask me."
Order to the lower world!"
The statue remained motionless, a halo of light flashed over the stiff body, and a deep and distant male voice sounded in the hall.
"I already know the affairs of the human world, so why do you need you, Ancient God Xuanbing, to go down to the world in person? I have my own arrangements for the affairs of the human world!"
"God Lord..." The man in white robe was still about to say something, but he felt the air around him suddenly tighten, and even half of what he said was stuck in his throat.
"Go!" A male voice sounded leisurely, and the two short words seemed to contain irresistible power. The whole hall swayed slightly at these two words.
The man who was called the Ancient God of Xuan Bing lowered his head and saluted. A hint of disappointment appeared on his cold and solemn face. With a flick of his broad sleeves, he turned into a ball of white light and floated towards the outside of the palace. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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"Did the Ancient God Xuan Bing also sense his aura?" The male voice in the hall sounded again, as if whispering to himself, and then the hall returned to silence, leaving only those cold statues standing in the misty white sky.
In the fog...
The carriage bumped on the road for two days, and Liu Qiankun also sat cross-legged with his eyes closed for two days, unable to get a drop of water. He was like a statue. No matter how bumpy the carriage was, he remained motionless.
Liu Qiankun has long been wandering around. In the past two days, he has basically been working tirelessly to use his spiritual consciousness to perceive things thousands of miles away. At this time, his spiritual consciousness has already penetrated into the Imperial City of the Ice Empire without anyone noticing. For
As a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties, he still must resolutely implement the wise saying "Know yourself and your enemy and you will be victorious in any battle".
His consciousness quietly scanned around the imperial city, and finally locked in front of a heavily guarded palace door. He saw two silver-armored sergeants struggling to carry a large wooden box and slowly walking into the palace door.
I couldn't help but feel curious and dived in.
There was a dazzling effect in the hall, and the eyes were filled with a coquettish blood red. The floor, walls, beams, furnishings...even the cover on the gum bed was dyed bright red, as if it was fished out of the sea of blood. Liu Qiankun was slightly startled.
, an inexplicable feeling of disgust arose in my heart.
"Your Majesty, your majesty has arrived!" a sergeant sang to the figure on his gums.
"Go down!" A lazy female voice came from the gums, but there was not even half a palace lady waiting around in the huge hall, which made it seem a little strange.
The two soldiers bowed and exited the door, only to hear the heavy red lacquer door creaking shut. Liu Qiankun had already discovered that there was a person inside the wooden box, a strong man.
"Come out!" There was a delicate charm in the voice of the queen who was lying on her gums, and her body moved on the bed and turned into a position of lying on her side.
Click!
The wooden box opened in response, and a handsome young man walked out. His upper body was bare, and his solid muscles were highly tattooed, giving him a body that made others envious.
"Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen!" A slightly magnetic baritone voice came out of the man's mouth. The man bowed and saluted the person on his gums, but he couldn't help but look at everything around him out of the corner of his eye.
"Giggle! What a handsome young man, I am really reluctant to part with him. There is wine on the table. How about a couple of drinks for the loser?" The charming voice sounded again, and the woman on the bed lazily brushed away the towel in front of her.
gauze curtain.
What a figure with willow catkins, such a delicate but not pretty face. The man's eyes that were wandering around suddenly focused on the beautiful figure strolling by with bare feet, and there were two points of excitement in his eyes.
of light.
Liu Qiankun quietly hid his consciousness in a corner, watching the farce that was about to begin with a "cold eye", a faint smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The queen showed her eyes and looked at the stunned man in front of her with a shy look, and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Is there anything wrong with my face?"
"Well! There are flowers. How can your Majesty's appearance be compared with flowers? I'm afraid even the leader of thousands of flowers will be eclipsed in front of your Majesty..." The man was quite knowledgeable, and he flattered him with a smile on his face.
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The Queen smiled sweetly and said sweetly: "How about inviting the young master and me to have a glass of wine first?" After saying this, she walked lightly towards the table.
The man replied happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty. Tonight I have a beautiful companion and fine wine. Even if I risk my life, it's worth it!" After saying that, he stepped forward and acted like a humble gentleman, but there was something flashing in his eyes.
Those two wolf-like glints clearly betrayed his intentions.
The Queen picked up the jug and poured two glasses of wine as red as blood. She raised a glass gently and handed it to the man. Her delicate body was slightly turned to one side, and a large piece of snowy skin was exposed at the lower part of her clothes. The man looked at it.
His blood vessels were swollen, and his eyes were filled with green light.
The man took the glass of wine with a slightly trembling hand, raised his head and drank it all. He felt a scorching heat flowing down his throat, reaching his lower abdomen, and turning into a scorching flame that burned blazingly.
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"Young Master, are you very hot? How about I dance a song to entertain you?" The Queen smiled sweetly and walked to the palace, swaying her waist lightly and starting to dance.
At this moment, all musical accompaniments are unnecessary. The swaying figure dances with the excited heartbeat. Every movement contains the most primitive body language. Sometimes the body is bent into an incredible arc, and sometimes
Then he raised his jade legs in the splits, and his uneven figure turned into indescribable heat in this silent twist, causing ripples in the blood-red air...