The night wind rustled, the bright moon shone in the sky, and the bright stars hung on the top of the sky.
In Bixiao Palace.
Diao Chan supported Han Bingluo's beautiful figure and sat on the remaining wooden structure in the hall. At this time, there was no communication between the two, and both of them fell into silence with sad faces on their faces.
"Sister Bingluo, you stay here tonight. Diao Chan will definitely find a way to help Emperor Chu remove the life and death talisman from you."
"Diao Chan, I really underestimated him this time. I am better than him in cultivation, but I didn't expect to be in such a situation now."
A look of self-blame appeared on Han Bingluo's pretty face, her expression was painful, and she spoke in a low and weak voice.
"Sister Bingluo, it was Diao Chan who harmed you. If it weren't for me, you would have been seriously injured by the big demon. He is domineering and cold, and no one dares to disobey his ideas. Tonight, he did not take action to understand the two of us. That's because we still have
The value of utilization.”
"Emperor Chu understands that if he wants to open the treasure in the underground palace under Nanling City, only our Tomb King Sect can do it, so he will definitely use Sister Bingluo's life to threaten his disciples to open the underground treasure for him."
"Diao Chan, the emperor is the emperor, and the concubines are the people. The emperor and the people are different, how can the emperor and the concubines embrace each other?"
"Emperor Chu is a dragon among men. The emperor is ruthless. If he really cared about his past feelings, he would never treat you like this. My sister advises you not to do stupid things, let alone let yourself fall into pain."
How could Han Bingluo not know what Diao Chan was thinking? She knew in her heart that emperors had been ruthless since ancient times. Once they entered the palace, the palace gate was as deep as the sea. Emperor Chu was a man of great talent and great strategy, and he would definitely become the ruler of the world in the future. How could he love his children?
"Sister Bingluo, the broken flowers are like a dream, and the flowers are falling all over the sky. Diao Chan is a dead person. Thanks to my sister's rescue, if Emperor Chu was really ruthless, Diao Chan would have been the dead soul under his long sword in Nanling."
"He is Diao Chan's first man. If she can die in his hands, it will be Diao Chan's fate. But even if she dies, I will definitely let him let my sister go."
Say it.
Diao Chan never looked back, she opened the lotus steps lightly, pushed open the palace door, walked under the moonlight, and walked towards the direction of Yangxin Palace.
The bright moonlight fell on the ground, and a beautiful figure appeared outside the Yangxin Hall. The two guards at the door saw the person coming and did not stop them, as if they had known about it for a long time.
"Creak!"
The door of Yangxin Hall was pushed open. Diao Chan arranged her clothes and watched the situation in the hall with vigilant eyes, suppressing the fear in her heart.
"You came!"
A deep voice came from the main hall. Diao Chan's face was as pale as paper, and she looked completely frightened. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at the sound, and found that Chu Feifan was sitting in front of the wooden desk correcting the memorial.
"I didn't expect that you weren't hopelessly stupid. You knew the implication of my words, so why don't you come over now that you're here?"
Hearing Chu Feifan's overbearing voice, Diao Chan was so angry that she itched her teeth and cursed in her heart: "Great devil, you are the fool. If it weren't for Sister Bingluo, I wouldn't have fallen into the tiger's mouth."
Although she had been cursing Chu Feifan in her heart, she did not dare to disobey in order to save Han Bingluo, so she could only walk quickly to Chu Feifan.
"Why, I asked you to come and just stand here?"
"My shoulders are a little sore from correcting the memorial. Please help me rub them!"
"Hit your back?"
"See if I don't beat you to death!"
Although Diao Chan cursed in her heart, she still moved behind Chu Feifan, raised her pink fist slightly and beat him gently on the back.
Chu Feifan didn't expect Diao Chan to be so obedient. He looked like he was enjoying it very much, raised an evil smile on his lips, turned around and pulled her into his arms.
Looking at the beautiful and fragrant Diao Chan in front of him, Chu Feifan was instantly distracted and a scorching flame grew in his body. He lowered his head and his low, magnetic voice sounded in Diao Chan's ears.
"How can you fall in love with me?"
"As long as the emperor agrees to let Sister Bingluo go, Diao Chan will definitely serve the emperor wholeheartedly!"
"Are you negotiating terms with me? I tell you that Han Bing Luo Ben has other uses. As for you........."
Chu Feifan didn't say the joking words in his mouth, but the hot flames rose in his eyes. He stood up and hugged Diao Chan and walked towards the Yangxin Hall and looked inside.
"Emperor Chu, everyone in the world says that you are a benevolent and righteous king. I didn't expect you to be such a domineering and cruel villain."
"The Lord of Benevolence and Righteousness? I have never said that before!"
Hearing Chu Feifan's loud voice in her ears, Diao Chan felt that she was about to fall into the abyss again. She looked at Chu Feifan who was holding her in her arms and shouted with a cold voice.
"Shameless!"
"mean!"
"Dirty!"
"You talk too much!"
When Chu Feifan heard Diao Chan's curse, he raised his hand and knocked her out. Seeing the tears falling from her eyes, Chu Feifan chuckled calmly and strode towards the inner room.
............
The morning light was fading, and the darkness that shrouded the earth dissipated between the sky and the earth. The morning breeze blew slowly by, and the trees inside the palace wall swayed their trunks and made a rustling sound.
Chu Feifan's morning jog around the palace has ended. He has been doing morning exercises every morning since he came to War Continent.
Next, he began to practice the Dragon Halberd Technique and the Nine Ultimate Sword Skills. He saw the Zhanlu Long Sword in his hand changing unpredictably, the sword light flying, the sword energy turning into violence, and the figure rising gracefully.
It seems to be completely integrated between heaven and earth.
At this moment, what he released from the sword in his hand was completely a kind of momentum, a kind of peak swordsmanship. Looking from a distance, he looked down on the world, looked down upon the power of the sky, raised a three-foot green blade, broke the three realms, and shattered the sky.
Han Bingluo and Diao Chan appeared at the same time. They stood in two places, looking at Chu Feifan who was dancing the sword with shocked eyes, with incredible expressions on their pretty faces.
"With such flowing swordsmanship, the sword light condenses the frosty air, and hides the light of killing. This Emperor of Chu is really a great talent that dominates the world. No wonder he can develop the small and dilapidated ninth-grade country to such a scale. Such a proud man, how can he
Are you worried that you won’t be able to conquer the world?”
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
The stream of light released by the long sword stirred in the void. Chu Feifan put the long sword on his back with his backhand, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, and he made a calm voice.
"Did you two have a good rest last night?"
Hearing Chu Feifan's voice, Han Bingluo's expression didn't change much, but Diao Chan's face was bright red and she looked shy, looking at Chu Feifan calmly.
The light of morning light entered the Yangxin Hall, and Diao Chan woke up from her sleep. She stood up but did not find Chu Feifan's figure. Looking at the clothes that had been removed from her body, she did not dare to recall everything that happened last night.
But just when she was in pain, the maid in the palace came to Mu Ta and prepared to help her change clothes. From the maid's mouth, she learned that Chu Feifan did not spend the night in the Yangxin Hall last night, and even the clothes on her body were like these.
The palace maid replaced it for her.
Diao Chan and Han Bingluo stood at the door of Yangxin Hall. Chu Feifan came up with a sword in hand. He looked at the clothes on Diao Chan's silhouette and chuckled: "Although I am not a benevolent and righteous king, I am not a shameless villain either!"
"Remember, if you wear the clothes I choose for you, you will be my woman from now on!"