Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 985 I Just Want to Ask You Why

She has a typical temper, especially in the face of such an amiable old man, she has no immunity at all.

After thinking about it, Yanyan continued: "Well, I'm still the Suzerain of the White Mist Palace."

This time, Mr. Yumei's expression showed a bit of surprise: "What's your relationship with Misty Son?"

The "Piaomiaozi" that Mr. Yumei said was the former old master of the White Mist Hall.

The grandmaster who established the sect of the White Mist Palace.

Regarding Misty Son, after she took over as the master of the White Mist Hall, You Changqing once told her some old things about the old master.

However, even though he is the master of the White Mist Palace, he is also a figure with a place in the various schools in the Eastern Continent, but in front of Mr. Yumei, he may also be a junior of the younger generation.

Therefore, it is normal for Mr. Yumei to directly call the Lord of the White Mist Hall by his name.

Yanyan replied calmly: "I have nothing to do with the old palace master. I was elected by the disciples of the sect to take over the position of suzerain because I helped the Baiwu Palace to settle an incident."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yan smiled: "My suzerain is also a temporary one. When the sect has outstanding disciples to grow up, I will hand over this suzerain to the disciples in the sect. After all, I have not been in the sect all year round. Useless."

Although Yanyan didn't say much, but Mr. Yumei is such a perceptive person, he knew that what Yanyan solved for Baiwu Palace must not be a trivial matter.

But he didn't ask much about it, and just smiled lightly: "You don't have to pay it back either. If the White Mist Palace can choose a suzerain like you, there must be a bright future!"

Yan Yan just smiled lightly and remained silent.

Mr. Yumei took a sip of his wine and continued: "The question I asked just now did not refer to this."

Having said that, Mr. Yumei raised his head and looked up at the sky.

In the direction he cast his gaze, Dashimen was still playing with a spinning top.

Yumei sighed softly: "You are in the Sumeru Realm, isn't it true?"

Yanyan paused slightly with the wine glass on her lips.

But it only paused for a few seconds, Yanyan nodded briskly: "Sir, it is indeed true."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yan put down her wine glass, cupped her hands and saluted: "It's a risk of committing a crime, I hope you can keep this secret."

With Mr. Yumei's knowledge, it's not surprising that he can recognize the Xumi Realm, and Yanyan admits frankly that he is also a trustworthy man.

Mr. Yumei frowned: "Is your natural spiritual root the space spiritual root?"

When asked this sentence, Mr. Yumei looked at Yan Yan with complicated and unspeakable eyes, and there was a faint expectation in it.

Yanyan could see that Yumei's mood was a little bit wrong, but why did the mischief arise, Yanyan guessed that it had something to do with the Sumeru Realm.

She didn't think about other aspects, and said casually: "My spiritual root is a bit special. It was originally a wood spiritual root, but later it became a space spiritual root for some reason."

She was also telling the truth.

The spirit root was like this as soon as she woke up, and she said that it was indeed the Canghua wood spirit root, but she didn't know what was going on.

Later, I asked about Canghua Linggen strings on the sidelines.

Canghua didn't make a name for himself either.

So it's been kind of a mystery.

Mr. Yumei nodded slowly, frowning a little, not knowing what he was thinking.

While the two were talking, the leaves of the jug and peanuts in front of them were suddenly overturned by a violent wind, and the old Migu tree behind them was almost uprooted by the violent wind.

Yanyan subconsciously opened the barrier to cover herself and Mr. Yumei.

Then Jian Huang used some means to get out of the whip wind of Xumi Realm, and now he was rushing straight to Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei.

Before the demon approached, there was already strong malice covering it.

Mr. Yumei nervously said: "The monster is not kind, you should avoid it!"

When the words came out, even though the oil was almost exhausted at the moment, he still subconsciously took a step across, still protecting Yanyan.

But before Huang rushed in front of the two of them, a gust of spiritual wind whipped down from the sky, sending Huang who was running across the sky flying far away.

Afterwards, a soft, formless, ignorant force lifted Yan Yan from the ground, and slowly moved towards the Sumeru Realm.

Although this is not a technique controlled by Yanyan, Yanyan seems to have some kind of innate understanding in her heart.

She knew that this meant the Sumeru Realm.

It's about to end the fight.

Turning around and bowing her head, Yanyan gave Mr. Yumei a comforting smile: "You always wait a moment, I will come to see you again after finishing the affairs of this world."

Mr. Yumei always had a kind face and nodded slightly.

Seeing Yan Yan's back slowly flying towards Shimen, Mr. Yumei murmured to himself: "It's been 3000 years, I don't know if it's the one who honored the gods and came back to the mountains and seas. If so, it would be great!"

Yanyan didn't see Mr. Yumei's eyes full of anticipation and hope when he finally looked at her back.

She was only halfway there when the space spoon in her hair trembled violently.

Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, but before she was ready to defend against the enemy, a huge black spatial crack suddenly opened in the slanted stab, and the violent spatial countercurrent swept out suddenly, strangling Yanyan's waist and sending her into the spatial gap pull.

Yan Yan's eyes were icy cold, she put her two fingers together towards the center of her eyebrows, and shouted violently: "Back to the light!"

This time using the space technique, there was no golden space vortex around her body, but the Sumi Realm above it suddenly became golden, and the two long-legged doorposts suddenly stepped forward, instantly covering the door with flames Inside.

The space crack created by Huang just now was trampled away by Xumijing.

Because the whole space was deformed by its big feet made of stone.

Yanyan: "..."

At this moment, she wanted to ask Canghua, isn't the Sumeru Realm a magic weapon of the space type?What about space power?
Why so violent!

Yanyan felt that the outside world might have misunderstood the Sumeru Realm.

But Yanyan was really a little startled just now.

If she hadn't carried the space key warning with her, she might have been sucked into the space rift at that moment.

She suddenly felt that what Mr. Yumei said just now about the danger of this illusion was really very important.

No matter how powerful the Sumeru Realm is, this must be the illusion of a demon, Huang has reached the end of the road, as long as it is in its illusion, it will always have a chance to fight back.

This is terrible.

If it wasn't for her being protected by the Sumeru Realm, if she really got in that sudden crack, Huang would close the gap again.

She might just retransform directly, and the story on the mountain and sea world is completely over!
This illusion is too dangerous and must be completely cleared!
Huang attacked Yanyan sneakily just now, but was thrown far away by Xumijing's whip.

When he rushed back again and planned to wait for an opportunity to attack Yanyan, he found that Yanyan was already standing in the stone gate of Xumi Realm.

Huang was stunned.

The Canggu Shimen was shrouded in tumbling flame cloud patterns, and the distant and powerful golden red filled the sky.

In the very center of the door, a woman in a red dress is like a fire, as fierce as the core in a huge flame that burns the sky.

Bright and gorgeous.

Bright and domineering.

But the ancient Shimen, which has gone through thousands of years, and this young girl of cardamom, seem to fit so perfectly.

Only at this time did Huang react.

The aura on Yanyan's body, as well as the golden-red flame patterns scattered all over her body, are exactly the same as the patterns circulating on the stone gate!
Finally, Huang couldn't bear it anymore, and roared wildly at Yanyan: "You...why do you have the real Sumeru Realm? What on earth do you have!"

What comes out of the roar is intense resentment, even stronger unwillingness, and a vague deep depression that cannot be imagined.

Yan Yan smiled: "Want to know why? I'll take you to a good place. You'll understand everything when you go there!"
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PS: The orgasm in these chapters is almost bald, good night
(End of this chapter)