When the beautiful boy came to the feminist world

After Tang Xilei returned to Fengwu City, she immediately noticed that the Empress was no longer in Fengwu City—if it was in the past, her first reaction would definitely be to subconsciously figure out why the Empress left Fengwu City... But now, her heart, But because of this "unexpected joy" and beating rapidly——

Tang Xilei came to Fengwu Palace with such a mood. The previously quiet palace was extraordinarily lively at this time. The members of the 48th Palace were all busy with the Empress's wedding. Between one ice crystal palace after another, a crowd had already surrounded her. A layer of red silk gauze, in the flying of the ice spirit, the red gauze all over the sky is swaying with the wind, like the sleeves of a fairy waving, and like the graceful flowing clouds in the sky.

But that kind of red, falling in Tang Xi's tearful eyes, is more dazzling than the scarlet blood——

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Inside the empress' bedroom that has been sealed off.

Outside the Tianchi Lake in the center, there are delicate and beautiful flowers all over the place. The delicate and beautiful flowers are dotted with the pure white of falling snow, and they are blooming in clusters.

In the center of the flower clusters, a young man in white clothes like snow sleeps quietly among the flowers. His holy silver hair is the most beautiful color among the thousands of flowers.

The ice spirit surrounding the young man suddenly dispersed, and at the same time, the air around the young man produced waves of ripples.

wow——

Countless flowers danced with the wind, and when the delicate flowers fell again, beside the sleeping boy, there was an elegant woman in plain skirt.

Tang Xilei's eyes lowered slowly, and as far as her eyes could see, there was a sea of ​​flowers with a range of a thousand meters, and at her feet was also the center of the sea of ​​flowers. The young man she had been thinking about was lying quietly There, the silver hair is flowing, the skin is more radiant than snow, and it is still so beautiful that it takes one's breath away.

"Tianyou..." I haven't seen you for a month, and my longing has already become a disaster. Looking at the beautiful young man who is as dreamlike as before, Tang Xi's teary eyes moved slightly, and he murmured subconsciously.Then, under a slight sense of heaviness, he knelt down beside the young man together with his jade legs.

Stretching out trembling hands to hold Tianyou's hand, drooping her head uncontrollably, closing her tearful eyes lightly, with a solemn expression, slowly approaching Tianyou's lips— —

Tianyou... In the past, in Xilei's world, there were only responsibilities, only calculations, and only loneliness—because meeting you, Xilei's life changed, she was no longer lonely, and no longer only calculations. Only to you alone--

Tianyou...wait for me, Xilei's life has been changed because of you, let Xilei be free, then...Xilei will use her whole life to make you not regret it...

"Wait...wait...two months later, Xilei will rescue you...then the four of you will be together...again...again..."

Tang Xilei has feelings for Shengwu Empire—but in comparison, this young man surrounded by thousands of flowers is more important——

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When Tang Xilei sneaked into the bedroom, Su Qing Wuxin also led one hundred thousand elite troops into the royal court of the Prairie Prairie——

A few months ago, a grand martial arts competition was held in the royal court of the grassland. Zhan Junxiu, under the green grass and blue sky, under the radiance of the Queen and the Goddess, under the protection of the Virgin of the Prairie, grew up leisurely and happily.

But at this time... the silver bell-like laughter and the dancing around the campfire are a thing of the past——

boom--

The ice condensed by the storm exploded, rolling up an icy storm that covered thousands of miles.

In an instant, all the green grass, the flowing river, the Wang Ting Zhanqi who resisted in despair, and even the sky froze for it——

At that moment, the quiet and peaceful grassland completely turned into a freezing hell.

And Su Qinglian, who created all of this, stood quietly in front of the empress who was kneeling on the ground... It should be said that Lian Jue Lei, who had already revealed her identity as a man, her snowy eyes were unwavering, and she just quietly looked down he.On the snowy face, there was no pride in victory.

Contrary to the rumors, when she invaded the King's Court of Praying Blade, Lian Jue Lei appeared, but the fluctuation of praying power was only maintained at around level six.The true weapon of natal life has been destroyed by Tianyou, and it is impossible to fully recover it for at least ten years.

Lian Jue's whole body was now covered with a layer of icy thin ice, and his whole body was trembling. He raised his head, with hatred in his eyes, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him: "Demon!" ……female……"

Blood oozes from almost every crevice of Lian Jue's teeth: "I... I will definitely make you... life is worse than death!!"

Hearing Lianjuelei's words, Su Qinglianyou's eyes slowly turned, and a faint voice came out from between her lips: "Where is the blade bone?"

Lian Jue Lei still looked at her viciously, and didn't say a word because of the current situation.

"Is it."

Seeing this, Su Qing Lianyou lifted her jade finger lightly, a strange light appeared in the depths of her snowy eyes——

Ding--

At the same time, Lian Jue Lei's sullen expression suddenly paused, and the moment Su Qing Lianyou lifted it up, it seemed that countless tiny ice needles pierced his body and his soul.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

In this icy space, a scream more painful than weeping blood pervaded the space, each more shrill and more painful.

With his screams, the cold energy from his toes gradually condensed.

Su Qinglianyou's eyes flickered, and the screams of pity and tears also stopped, but the five sense organs still twitched subconsciously, and the eyes looking at Su Qinglianyou were filled with fear amidst the overwhelming hatred——

"Where is the blade bone?" The cold tone remained.

Lian Jue burst into tears, and wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, but as soon as he thought about it, his mouth was instantly invaded by ice cold.

Su Qinglian looked quietly at the already desperate Lianjue: "Starting from your toes, if this ice freezes your body completely, you will live in the pain just now forever."

"Either surrender the blade bone, or wander forever in the icy purgatory."

Lian Jue tearfully stared at the pupils, shivering almost to burst, but Su Qing Lianyou still had no emotion on her snowy face, and said flatly:

"I, ask one last time, where is the blade bone?"

Every word of Su Qing's unintentional words was clearly engraved in his heart and soul. Under the almost crazy pain, Lian Jue's heart defense finally completely collapsed.

He stopped shrinking, stopped trembling, there was no hatred, no fear in his eyes, only a devastated godlessness.

He slowly raised his hands, and in this icy space, a vast and heavy coercion also swept over.With a flash of yellow light, the national treasure of Qi Ren slowly emerged from his palm.

Su Qinglianyou slowly raised her eyes, looked at the blade bone gleaming with a reckless aura, and smiled softly——

"Now...the only thing left is the head of the Canglong..."

Chapter 317 Luo Qingjun's Fantasy

In the dead of night—

The Prayer Empire was shrouded in darkness by night, only the pilgrimage church in the central area was brightly lit, which was a golden palace.Gold represents the most sacred and noble color in Qisheng Continent.

Luo Qingjun was lying on a soft couch with gold tassels, looking at the portrait in front of him with fascination.

Since that time, Luo Qingjun has canceled the monthly pilgrimage ceremony. After simple skin-to-skin contact with Tianyou, her goal is not to let the sacred image of "Holy Monarch" be stationed in every holy empire. In the hearts of the people, but in her own heart and soul alone in the snow.

In the past, the pilgrimage ceremony of millions of people has now become a distant memory that belongs to her alone.

At this time, Mr. Luo Qing only had a golden close-fitting gown all over his body, and a thin golden belt was tied around his willow waist, with a few tassels hanging down from both sides, revealing a little bit of coquettishness in the nobility and elegance.

The fragrant shoulders and jade neck are undoubtedly revealed, and the warm jade-like hump on the chest is even more fascinating.The simple side lying perfectly reveals her enchanting body lines, exuding amazing beauty all the time.

Blonde hair, golden eyes, crescent eyebrows, cherry lips, no matter which part of her the eyes focus on, what they feel is still an unbelievable extreme beauty.And the strongest holy king in the world today, in front of this portrait, is so charming, elegant, noble and delicate.

tick-

A few drops of warm water flowed down from her godless beautiful eyes, and fell silently on her chest——

The flush was still there, but Luo Qingjun's flush suddenly began to fade.

Every night, she would use the right hand imprinted with Tianyou's power to 'comfort' her empty heart.

She is a holy emperor, the most noble existence in this world, but under that glamorous appearance, she has a heart that is emptier than anyone else——

In the past, she only wanted to let the glory of the Holy King shine on the whole world. For this reason, she used the power of "Holy" to dominate the world, and made it the strongest elemental attribute in the mainland.

However, although under the influence of Luo Qingjun, the entire Praying Empire has crazily believed in the Holy King, no one has ever seen the Holy King himself. Even before Luo Qingjun met Tianyou, every night he used to Tianyou's portrait came to comfort her heart.

Correct……

Before meeting Tianyou, she had repeated what she did tonight countless times, countless times...

But after meeting Tianyou, knowing that the belief in her heart is in the Holy Continent, this kind of behavior has gradually been unable to fill her ever-expanding desire.

therefore--

Luo Qingjun's tearful eyes once again became dull, and in the dullness, there were thousands of bells of amorous feelings——

I saw that she slowly raised her plain hand, which was not tied with silver thread, and slowly pressed it against her white and delicate jade neck.

"……so……"

As she muttered in her dreams, a dazzling golden light gradually appeared on her fingertips. After the golden light passed, a golden collar appeared on Luo Qingjun's jade neck...

"This...so...that's...right..."

There was another sleepy murmur, Luo Qingjun slowly put the other bare hand tied with silver thread on the thin golden chain at the front of the collar.

jingle - jingle -

With her tugging, there were bursts of crisp collision sounds. Under the crisp collision sounds, Luo Qingjun's golden eyes were once again lifeless, and the corners of her delicate lips also outlined a more rippling smirk than before——

Under the dull gaze, the portrait in front of him gradually became vivid, and finally turned into a boy in white——

The young man is more beautiful than a fairy, his white clothes are better than snow, and his temperament is as indifferent as water.

And under Luo Qingjun's fantasy, the beautiful young man was looking at her with a smile that was not a smile, and then he showed a narrow smile, and put his finger on her beautiful chin.

(In front of me, you are not a holy king who prays, not even a 'person'. You are just a slave, a slave without ego, a slave who belongs to me wholeheartedly.)

"Ha... ha... yes, yes! This slave is a slave... your slave girl... the most humble slave girl..."

Under her imagination, Luo Qingjun completely lost herself, and as she lost herself, the fantasy boy in white became more and more clear——

Under the fantasy, the boy in white showed a wicked smile after hearing her monologue, and pulled the front of the collar vigorously under the orchid fragrance she kept spitting out.

(Yes, you are just the most despicable slave, a female slave...you can't speak human words...)

Luo Qingjun's delicate body trembled violently, as if a heart shape appeared in her golden pupils, she tremblingly kissed those delicate cherry lips under the extreme excitement, and made a sound that completely shattered her dignity as a female saint :

"...woof..."

With this utterance, her emotions reached a peak in an instant, but relatively... also tore her dignity into shreds——

Even though her dignity has been completely trampled on, Mr. Luo Qing is not unhappy at all. On the contrary... an indescribable emotion is constantly eating away at her heart——

It is different from Su Qing's unintentional love for Tianyou.

The holy king of the empire with the most noble status in the world, after meeting Tianyou, after Tianyou's actions to her before leaving, her piety, her nobility, and her elegance also followed Tianyou's that. This behavior was completely broken, and turned into a more exaggerated and sick feeling——

Contrary to Inferno Sadism...

Today's female saint has become an extremely pure masochist...

Belongs exclusively to the boy in white, and belongs exclusively to the sage female slave in her heart——

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Holy Dance Empire——Phoenix Dance City

"Your Highness, my subordinates have arranged everything according to your instructions. If there are no other accidents, it can be carried out on the day of the empress's wedding day."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Yes."

After the dead man with dull eyes bowed his head and finished his report, he lightly crushed the poison hidden in his teeth, and lost all vitality within a few breaths.

Tang Xilei watched all this calmly, neither sadness nor joy on her beautiful face.During the ten years of lurking in Fengwu City, she not only wandered and prayed, but also between the two countries of Holy Dance.It is to create its own power in Fengwu City.

Originally, this power was used to take care of Tianyou and protect Tianyou to sit back and relax in Fengwu City, but she never thought that the Empress Saint Wu's obsession with Tianyou would reach such a point.

What's more, she didn't expect that when they first entered Fengwu City, the Empress got the news and took Tianyou away when Tang Xilei was caught off guard.

Tang Xilei's bright eyes looked at the closed stone room quietly.

"Wanyan Wenwu or Hua Zhaoxue... Although she has unlimited potential, she is still too young, too young... or..."

"Tianyou... This time, Xilei will save you!"

Compared with Tianyou, Tang Xilei's power created in the past ten years is naturally useless.

Chapter 318 The Accident Before the Wedding

Time flies, when the news that the Holy Dancer Empress attacked Qi Ren by force and seized the Qi Ren national treasure by force, there were only fifteen days left before the wedding day.

Tang Xilei's plan is theoretically feasible. According to the plan, the female saint Luo Qingjun should be present on the wedding day, but Tang Xilei's plan is only based on the existing information. I know the contradiction between the holy dance and the holy prayer, but I only missed one point——

That is the relationship between Tianyou and Luo Qingjun.She also didn't know that Su Qing Lianyou sent troops to attack the Prairie Prairie during her visit to the Praying Empire.

I don't know, and it's impossible to know that Luo Qingjun's feelings for Tianyou have been distorted to an extremely morbid level——

It was the same at the beginning, because I didn't know the relationship between Tianyou and Luo Qingjun, so I lost everything——

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The Holy Church Hall, located in the north of the Holy Empire, is also the place where the statue of the Holy King is located. It is the most sacred place in the Holy Empire. No one dares to enter unless they are called.

In the past, after the pilgrimage ceremony, priests would gather here to meet the holy figure and face, but after Mr. Luo Qing canceled the pilgrimage ceremony, this place became a commercial hall once a month.

The important reason why the Prayer Empire is so powerful is that the high-level executives are extremely independent. Under Luo Qingjun's intentional influence, the high-level devotion to the holy monarch has reached an extremely exaggerated level. Early in the morning.