At this moment, an attendant reported outside the door: "Lord Xige asks to see you." ”

"Biography. The Holy Emperor only said one word, but raised his head, sat up straight and looked at the door.

The door opened, and Frost Night strode in with the aura of the sword flying, kneeling down from a distance to salute the Holy Emperor, and after he got up, he saw Feng Yiluan, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The Holy Emperor seemed to be a little anxious, and asked, "How is this trip, tell me quickly." ”

Frost Night's face was not very good, or he was a little frightened, and he hesitated: "Holy ...... The minister found the small courtyard of the house in Huanshui Town, but the secret room was long empty, and there were only traces of the demonic fire burning inside......"

"What did you say?!"

"The secret room is empty, the minister is incompetent, and the minister can't bring back the painting that the saint wants......"

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Just three days ago, after the Holy Emperor captured Mo Pingyi, he cast a spell to forcibly read Mo Pingyi's memory, and there was no need to torture and interrogate him.

He saw from Mo Pingyi's memory fragments that back then, when the chief envoy of the Pillow Pavilion led people to level the Nanwu Luomen, Mo Pingyi fled down the mountain with a painting, and later, he opened the painting, and the person in the painting was Yan Rui.

The Holy Emperor watched Mo Pingyi get the guidance of Yan Rui, and watched him realize the art of drawing and conjuring spirits, in addition, he also watched Mo Pingyi adopt a baby girl, but he never saw the girl's face clearly, maybe because Mo Pingyi had forgotten the appearance of Feng Yiluan, or he was struggling in his mind and deliberately wanted to protect Feng Yiluan.

The Holy Emperor didn't see that Fairy Lanzhi taught Mo Pingyi the immortal method, maybe that memory was buried even deeper.

In short, the Holy Emperor's attention was all on the Yan Rui painting scroll, he concentrated on reading the memories related to the Yan Rui painting scroll, and saw that Mo Pingyi came to a small town surrounded by water on three sides, bought a small courtyard house, built a secret room under the house, and placed the picture scroll in the secret room.

Before Mo Pingyi was arrested and sent to Fenglou Kingdom, the scroll had always been properly stored in the secret room.

As for what happened after Mo Pingyi was captured, the Holy Emperor couldn't see it, because Mo Pingyi himself didn't know.

But the Holy Emperor preferred to obsessively and persistently believe that the scroll of Yan Rui must still be in place, in that secret room. The characteristics of the town surrounded by water on three sides are obvious, and you can know the specific location by checking the mountain and river catalogue, which is at the junction of the three vassal states, called Huanshui Town.

At that time, the long envoy was still in Jiuwan Kingdom and had not returned, so the Holy Emperor sent Xige Shuangye to personally go around the water town to retrieve the painting no matter what.

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"What did you say?!You didn't bring back that painting?!"

"Nope. Frost Night knelt down again: "The minister is incompetent, please deal with it!"

"Disposition?" Saint Emperor Huo Ran stood up, with great disappointment and anger on his face, he raised his palm, and a purple ball of fire instantly gathered in his palm, as if he was going to slap Frost Night to death on the spot, or shoot it to half death.

Feng Yiluan was shocked, besides, she knew that this purple ball of fire was very similar to Yan Rui's exercises!

The Holy Emperor really has something to do with the predecessors of Yan Rui!

She quickly took a few steps forward, and without thinking about it, she stood in front of Lord Frost Night, and said loudly, "Holy Lord!

"Luan'er, get out of the way!"

Feng Yiluan stared at the fire ball in the Saint Emperor's palm, and shouted without words: "You are calm!"

The Holy Emperor looked at Feng Yiluan and laughed angrily: "You want to help him intercede? Luan'er! You are right, sure enough, the people around me don't want me to find her!"

Feng Yiluan said in his heart, misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding.

She hurriedly said: "No, what I'm talking about is not Lord Xige! Around you, there are other people with two hearts! You put away the fire first, and I will say slowly, I know the whereabouts of that painting!"

Seeing that the Holy Emperor was about to play with fire and burn people under his anger, Feng Yiluan couldn't care about any honorific elders, honorific titles and the like, let alone pondering the words and bargaining, so he said it in one breath.

The Holy Emperor was skeptical: "You know?"

Feng Yiluan nodded: "That's right, what I'm going to exchange is something that the Holy Lord doesn't know!"

"Oh?" the Holy Emperor finally put away the spell in his hand and slowly sat down again: "You say." ”

Feng Yiluan saw that Lord Frost Night had saved his life, or that he was okay for the time being, so he bargained again: "You promise to release my master first, otherwise I won't say a word." ”

The Holy Emperor glanced at Feng Yiluan, his face showed a bit of helplessness, and he looked at the kneeling frosty night again: "Go, bring that wild cultivator." ”

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Not long after, Frost Night brought Mo Pingyi to the Le Yi Pavilion.

Mo Pingyi was bound by a spirit rope, but it didn't look too painful, and his eyes were even a little blurred. The Holy Emperor cast a spell on him and forcibly read his memories, causing him to be in a bit of a trance until now.

He saw a princess dressed in a beautiful dress and turned her head to call him Master.

"Master!"

"Are you?" Mo Pingyi looked at it for a moment before he was surprised: "You are...... Luan'er?How did it become like this?" When Duanxu went to look for him before, he heard Duanxu briefly mention Feng Yiluan's recent situation, but he didn't expect it to transform so much.

Shibei three days, that is, should be impressed...... Eighteen changes in women's college...... Therefore, after three years of female farewell, it is almost unrecognizable.

"Master, have you really forgotten me?"

Mo Pingyi said frankly: "Ah, I haven't seen you for three years, I must not remember clearly, and now you are wearing such clothes again, and your hair is combed so well, you really can't recognize it." ”

Feng Yiluan: "......" She felt that there was no place to reason about this matter.

The Holy Emperor coughed lightly: "No wonder in your memory, Luan'er's face is very blurry. ”

Mo Pingyi said indifferently: "It's good to be able to raise her, why do you remember it so clearly?"

The other three people present: "......"

Mo Pingyi asked Feng Yiluan again: "Why are you here? Could it be that you have also been arrested? Are you implicated by me?"

Feng Yiluan said, "No, no, Master, I'm here to save you." ”

"Save me?" Mo Pingyi looked at the Holy Emperor and said, "The Holy Emperor's strength is extremely profound. "The implication is that we can't beat the Holy Emperor together.

When the Holy Emperor heard this, he laughed out loud, and he turned his head to look at Feng Yiluan: "The person you want, I brought it to you, you can say it." ”

Feng Yiluan nodded, relieved to see that the master was safe and not seriously injured. "I'll tell you what I know in chronological order," she said, "or it will seem scattered." Holy Lord, don't worry, listen to me slowly. ”

Feng Yiluan first told the Holy Emperor what Frost Night told her, including how the long envoy captured the demon cultivator, how he wanted to put Yan Rui to death, how he put Yan Rui's Yuan Shen into a blank picture scroll, and added layers of seals, and laid down a great array to destroy the Yuan, and to completely burn the picture scroll with the "Burning Yuan True Fire", so that the Yuan Rui's Yuan Shen would completely disappear forever.

"But the good fortune of the senior was that there was a righteous monk who was bewitched by her at a critical time and secretly escaped with her. Since then, Yan Rui's predecessors have been wandering many times, she said, 'The years in the painting are incalculable', and I don't know how long it took, anyway, she was finally exiled to Nanwu Luomen. Later, she met my master, and then it was the things that the Holy One knows. ”

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