A bright pearl hangs high in the sky, illuminating this fairy palace. The rays of light fall down repeatedly, covering the palace with a layer of silver gauze.
The Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court.
On a square paved with white jade, there were many guards and maids busy preparing supplies for the swearing-in state banquet. Four high towers stood at the four corners of the square. There were some old men in gold silk robes arranging formations, and some The strongmen lifted out the large bronze cauldrons and stood them in certain specific directions.
Feng Feiyun walked majestically through it. When someone came to question him, he took out the Butian Pavilion token, and the other party immediately knelt down to pay his respects.
"The swearing-in state banquet was really grand. I'm afraid even if tens of thousands of people were invited, they could all sit down."
Feng Feiyun saw an acquaintance at the state banquet. He was a rather handsome young man wearing military armor. He was standing on a high platform. There were several old people surrounding him, whispering in low voices.
This young man was the second son that Feng Feiyun met in Lin Ge's mansion. He respectfully called Lin Ge his teacher and his name was "Ning Jialin".
I don’t know which realm he is the second son of.
"He actually appeared in the Holy Court Palace and was still arranging the arrangements for the swearing-in state banquet. It seems that I underestimated him before."
Ning Jialin's identity was about to be revealed, and Feng Feiyun didn't want to meet him at this time, so he hid it.
Ning Jialin nodded gently after hearing what the old people said, with a smile on his face. He bowed politely to the old people, then left the square and headed towards the Holy Court. As he walked through the Lord's palace, the maids and guards along the way immediately knelt down and saluted him when they saw him, showing utmost respect for him.
Feng Feiyun put on the dragon scale and phoenix leather clothes, and his body disappeared without a trace, and then he followed.
The Lord's Palace of the Holy Court is very large. There are powerful people sitting in the palace. Formations and restrictions are arranged in many places. Ning Jialin's cultivation is profound. He turns left and right in the palace and soon disappears.
"His cultivation is really great."
Feng Feiyun stood in a palace, which looked like a spiritual garden. Rockeries were piled with spiritual stones, fairy springs turned into streams, and many young and beautiful palace ladies walked along the white jade paths.
There is an ancient apricot tree planted not far away. It has lived for tens of thousands of years at least. The trunk is thick and the leaves are dense. When the wind blows over, a rain of pink flowers falls, some fall to the ground, and some fall to the ground. It fell into the fairy spring and floated away with the water.
A fragrant breeze came from the Linghua Garden, which was indescribably sultry.
Feng Feiyun's footsteps were gentle, and he walked along the fairy spring water. He stood among the dense trees and saw the beautiful scenery of the pool in the distance through the leaves.
"Crash." The sound of water sounded.
In the fairy pool, white mist was rising, and there was a woman with a snow-white body bathing in the pool. Her black hair was wet, some sticking to her skin, and some hanging down in the water.
She closed her eyes gently, her eyelashes were long and slender, her neck was as white as snow, her breasts were proud and plump, and her body hidden under the water was even more mysterious and unpredictable.
This is a beautiful scenery that makes people's blood swell, just like a fairy taking a bath.
There were two young girls of fourteen or five years old standing by the pool, standing quietly, holding clothes in their hands, staring enviously at the beauty in the pool with a pair of bright eyes. This kind of perfect jade body was hard for even women to resist.
"Miss Ling, the second son has gone to the Snow God's Imperial Concubine." A palace maid wearing a moon-white Xia Pei walked to the edge of the pool and bowed to the woman who was bathing in the pool.
There was a look of awe in the eyes of this palace maid, knowing that this girl Ling was not only beautiful, but also had a top-notch mind. Even Snow God’s Concubine and the Lord of the Holy Court often obeyed her words. She was an extraordinary person. , must not be offended.
That girl Ling was still lying quietly in the fairy pond, inhaling wisps of fairy light and rosy air into her body. The water of these fairy springs was sent from Taiwei Goddess Temple, and it was full of the power of faith.
After the fairy light was inhaled into her body, it automatically transformed into her power, making her become more and more holy and charming. Every hair bloomed with pure white brilliance, as if she had transformed into a saint.
The palace maid thought that Miss Ling had not heard her words, so she added: "Miss Ling, the second son has gone to the Snow God's Concubine again. The Master asked me to come over and ask you about your strategy."
Miss Ling in the fairy pool finally absorbed all the power of faith in the water. A faint blush appeared on her white and clear face. She slowly opened her eyes and said slowly: "Second Master of Shentian Jue Mansion" Your Majesty, this is a person with a very deep city. There are few people who can compare with him. This person has the talent to succeed Lord Shentian."
Feng Feiyun stood not far away, staring at the beautiful shadow behind the white smoke and wearing gauze white clothes. He wanted to take action several times, but in the end he held back.
"Long Jiangling, Long Jiangling, you actually hid in the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court."
Long Jiangling's current cultivation level has greatly improved, and she has reached the seventh level of Nirvana. More importantly, the power of faith in her body is very majestic, and she doesn't know what level she has reached.
She can be called a "human and divine practitioner", having both a "human" body and a "divine and evil" divine source.
This is the power of "Tao Xin Zhong Shen".
Feng Feiyun was not sure of knocking her down with one blow. If he couldn't suppress her with one blow, he would definitely attract the strong men from the Holy Court Lord Palace, and then he would be in trouble.
I can only wait for another chance.
Feng Feiyun knew that Long Jiangling had gone very far on the road of wisdom master and her spiritual sense was extremely powerful, so he could only stay far behind her to see where she was going.
Long Jiangling covered her face with white gauze, her body was surrounded by fairy clouds, she held her guqin in her hands, and with colorful ribbons flying, she slowly walked towards the Snow Goddess Temple.
The Snow Goddess Temple is the palace of the Snow God's noble concubine. Only the Lord of the Holy Court and the maids of the Snow Goddess Temple can enter here. But at this moment, Ning Jialin is in the Snow Goddess Temple, sitting in front of a sapphire table, drinking alone.
The originally noble and beautiful Concubine Snow God stood by and waited on her chatteringly, showing great awe to Ning Jialin.
Ning Jialin gently stroked the wine glass, and gently stroked Snow God Concubine's slender waist with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, the surname will be changed in the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court."
The Princess Snow God's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes full of fear. She knew Lord Shentian was going to become the master. Although she had long expected this day, when this day came it still made people feel uncomfortable. I feel very unwilling.
"Sit down." Although Ning Jialin was very delicate, there was a bit of majesty in his voice.
Concubine Snow God did not dare to disobey his order. With humiliation in her heart, she slowly sat in Ning Jialin's arms, her soft and warm body pressed against his, and tears flowed from her eyes. .
Ning Jialin gently stroked her delicate face, took a gentle breath between her hair with his nose, and said with a smile: "It's a shame for a beautiful woman like you to marry a coward like the Lord of the Holy Court. From now on, just follow me."
"No." Snow God's Concubine's attitude became tougher. She struggled in Ning Jialin's arms and said, "I am the concubine of the Lord of the Holy Court. I will only serve the Lord in my life..."
"Crack."
Ning Jialin slapped the Snow God Concubine's fan away and fell to the ground, "You bitch, you have already served me, and you only serve that soft-headed master all your life. It's really ridiculous." .”
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
Everyone thought that the eighth prince was the one who dominated the palace and humiliated the Snow God's Concubine in the Holy Court, but they didn't know that the eighth prince just took the blame for the second son, and he didn't dare not take the blame.
Because among all the princes of the Shentian Jue Mansion, the second prince is the most outstanding, with a deep palace and ruthless methods. People who know him are afraid of him, and the eighth prince is no exception.
"You have only served that soft-headed master all your life. Then I will send you to the camp of the Holy Court Treasure House now, and let you serve all the soldiers in the camp. You will be ridden by thousands of people and pillowed by ten thousand people. I believe they will like it very much. You're just a piece of trash, and you still try to pretend to be noble." Ning Jialin snorted coldly.
"Please, no, please, don't do this. I don't dare to disobey you. I serve you. I am your slave..." Snow God Princess turned pale with fright and hugged her tightly. Ning Jialin's legs.
"Now I know that you are my female slave. You should have realized this earlier." Ning Jialin's hand gently caressed the cheek of the Snow God Concubine with a sarcastic smile in his eyes. In his opinion, even if she is a noble concubine, The woman who dominates the concubine is just a plaything.
If you want her to live, she will live; if you want her to die, she will die; if you want her to sleep with you, she will sleep with you obediently.
So what about the imperial concubine? She is still just a female slave kneeling at her feet.
"This is the harem of the Lord of the Holy Court. The second son doesn't feel that he has gone to the wrong place." A beautiful and moving voice came from outside the Snow Temple, as beautiful as the sound of nature.
After hearing this voice, Princess Snow God's eyes suddenly lit up with joy.
Ning Jialin raised his brows, stood in the center of the Snow Temple, straightened his clothes, stared at the door, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you really think that this place was the harem powerhouse 30,000 years ago. People who have broken into the harem in recent years are afraid Yes, there are quite a lot of them. There is a popular saying among the people: brothels and prostitutes are all gone, the Holy Court and the Harem are paradise. As long as a young man is in such a paradise on earth, he will naturally want to try it."
"Sometimes you can break through, and sometimes you can't."
Taiwei held the guqin in her arms and slowly walked into the Snow Goddess Temple. She was carrying a faint fragrance, her long hair was flowing, her jade skin was flowing, and she was indescribably beautiful.
Ning Jialin's pupils shrank. He asked himself that he had seen many beauties, including pure and holy women of heaven. However, compared with the woman in front of him, there was a huge difference. It was simply She doesn't look like a woman on earth, but like a fairy flying from the sky.
"Who are you."
Ning Jialin is a young man. As long as a young man is immune to female sex, he is very low. But at the same time, he is a shrewd person and will not lose himself because of the beauty of the other party.
He felt a dangerous aura on the other person's body. The woman holding the guqin in her hand was very impressive. Her eyes were as sharp as a sword. She was definitely not the kind of woman who could be ravaged at will like the noble concubine of the Snow God.