Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

"Uncle is here already?"

The firelight flickered, stretching the plump and slim shadow beside the man. He paused and looked back at her with astonishment in his eyes: "When did he arrive?"

With her slender waist swaying slightly, Lou Ji walked with a feminine charm, and her words seemed very casual:

"I don't know exactly when. Anyway, he was already there when he was discovered."

After standing there for a few breaths, Xu Yuan quickly caught up with Lou Ji and chuckled slightly awkwardly:

"If you come early, can't you tell me in advance? It's not like you can't talk about it."

Lou Ji rolled her eyes helplessly, full of charm:

"It's not like you don't know. If you don't want to, your uncle and even your father can't control him. How can I, an outsider, know his whereabouts?"

As she spoke, Lou Ji turned her cheek, her long eyelashes drooped, her eyes were half-squinted, and there was a devilish smile on her lips:

"Looking at your expression at that time, I thought you were not attracted to that blond girl at all. Why are you suddenly afraid now?"

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Xu Yuan quickened his pace slightly, did not continue the topic, and asked softly:

"Sister, is it really okay for us to walk so slowly?"

The walking speed of the two was not too slow, but they had probably walked several miles in the corridor in less than half an hour, but Xu Yuan had seen the aftermath of the saint's battle.

Whether it was in Cangyuan in his previous life or in the reality of this life, he had seen it.

The Barbarian King's power when he first entered the realm of saints was already overwhelming. Although he had never seen his uncle look serious, it could be seen from the final BOSS battle with the father in Cangyuan.

That battle directly reduced the entire Di'an City to rubble.

In Cangyuan, Di'an City is not big, with only a few maps.

But in reality, Di'an City is a huge city that stretches so wide that even from a high altitude, you can't even see the end of it.

Judging from the information Lou Ji occasionally revealed in her words, the uncle's strength seemed to be even greater than that of his father. After all, when you are moving towards your ideals throughout your life, you will always have to give up something.

Lou Ji’s charming eyes curved into two crescent moons:

"Are you afraid that the fighting will affect you?"

Xu Yuan nodded sincerely:

"I can't bear the aftermath of the saint."

"Changtian, have you forgotten?"

Lou Ji raised her snow-white arm, rubbed Xu Yuan's long hair, squinted her eyes, and spoke softly:

"You are in the Prime Minister's Mansion now, and today is the last day of the banquet."

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After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan chuckled dumbly.

In the plot of Cangyuan, many senior officials of the Prime Minister's Mansion died outside and died in 1V1solo with the protagonist of the plot. If the top bosses gathered in the Prime Minister's Mansion, even the saint-level players would only be beaten by the group if they did not cheat. lethal.

"That's right, I'm just too worried."

With his hanging heart restored, Xu Yuan's mind became active and he asked softly: "Sister, do you think the person who was teleported here will really be Emperor Xi'en?"

Lou Ji didn’t answer and asked:

"Do you think that girl is lying to you?"

Xu Yuan shrugged and did not answer, but the look on his face already showed that he did not believe it.

Xu Yuan wouldn't believe a word that came out of Aulunli's mouth.

Emperor Sean must have known that Aulunli was sent to Great Yan as an envoy. In this case, he still responded to the teleportation and came to the unknown hinterland of the huge empire alone. How courageous, or in other words, how confident was he? What did you do?

"I do think it might be true."

Lou Ji chuckled lightly and said with a leisurely smile: "Even if he is not Emperor Xi En himself, he will at least be a saint."

Xu Yuan glanced at the dark corridor behind and asked in a low voice:

"Why do you think that?"

"Of course it's a woman's intuition." Lou Ji smiled brightly: "I think that the blonde girl dared to do this because she was confident that the other end of the teleportation array would respond to her."

Xu Yuan chuckled and shook his head:

"Sister, you are in intelligence work. It is not a good habit to trust your instincts. And risking the life of a saint to save a daughter of the Yuanchu Emperor? The Xian Empire is probably crazy."

Lou Ji glanced at Xu Yuan with a hint of teasing in her eyes:

"Changtian, Hua Hong is also Yuanchu, and Jiang He and Xu Xinyao are just condensing souls. Do you think their importance is lower than that of a saint?"

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"Cultivation can indeed determine many things, but it cannot determine everything. That blond girl probably has something unusual for the Xien Empire."

Lou Ji said slowly, raising her eyes to look at the top of the cramped corridor.

Her sight seemed to pass through the huge formation covering the entire underground, through the thick soil layer, and she saw the prosperous banquet taking place in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After staring at the sky for a few breaths, Lou Ji retracted her gaze and continued to walk forward:

"And if they don't come, won't this plan fail? Your father is still waiting to use this opportunity you created to get rid of a group of people who are treasonous and treacherous."

Xu Yuan followed slowly and said with a smile:

"If it really comes, father doesn't have any other plans?"

"Of course."

Lou Jiyu waved her hand gently: "If you really come, your uncle will bring some words to the saint from Xi'an on behalf of your father.

"After all, with the current situation, if we reach a deal with the senior officials of the Xi'an Empire, we can get a lot more benefits than killing a saint."

In a dark and small prison, two men seemed to have fallen into the mortal world. The moment their eyes met in the air, the air between heaven and earth seemed to become distinct.

In a silent space, Aulunli, who was half-kneeling on the ground, pursed her lips unconsciously.

The emperor and the man in white were just standing there, and she felt that her breathing was slightly unsmooth.

This made her very uncomfortable.

She prefers looking down rather than looking up.

But at this moment, she had to lower her head because the auras emanating from the two of them were so intense.

"clatter"

A soft step sounded in the silent and empty prison, and the man hidden in the shadow in the corner took a step forward.

But taking a step forward, his figure was still shrouded in shadow.

The holy and flawless light that spread around the emperor seemed to be eroded, and as the man moved around, darkness spread again in the prison.

No, that's not right.

The prison just returned to its original appearance, dark, decayed and damp.

The sound of every step the man takes is very soft, but it seems to step on people's hearts.

The emperor looked at the man holding the sword. The moment the man stepped forward again, clear blond hair came out from under the purple and black robe. It seemed to be a greeting, but it also seemed to be a provocation.

Feng Jiuxuan paused.

The darkness under his feet was dispersed by holiness, and the light reflected on the white clothes on his body was three points better than the snow.

Rather than this dark prison, the two figures should have met on the top of a famous mountain somewhere, or on the rushing Hailuo River, accompanied by wind, rain or snow.

That picture should be beautiful.

But unfortunately, there is only silence and eerie air in this prison.

Feng Jiuxuan slowly pulled the sword out of its sheath.

A sword roar pierced the silence, seeming to cut off the light, dividing the light and darkness in the prison into two.

The special inner walls of the prison vibrated slightly, and then the vibrations turned into cracks, and cracks like spider webs covered the six walls of the prison.

Without any words, Feng Jiuxuan just quietly drew his sword.

The emperor also watched quietly as the man drew his sword.

The biting wind stirred up waves in the closed room. Aulunli's face turned a little pale, and traces of blood appeared on Aulunli's delicate skin, but they healed in an instant under the radiance of the surrounding light.

The sword has not yet come out, but the sword has arrived.

I will go into retreat tomorrow and try to write Seven Thousand

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