Ling Hongluo looked at Chu Feng's calm but somewhat deep eyes, as if she was in an ocean, feeling a little warm and extremely relieved.

She knew that she could trust the person in front of her, so she showed a very bright smile, probably no one would be able to see the smile of the spirit carrot, blooming as if it was sunshine.

"I know you won't lie to me, master, but ......" Ling Hongluo was silent for a moment before shaking her head and said, "I can't do it." ”

Chu Feng nodded, smiled and said, "It's okay, I know you can't do it." So...... If only I could do it. ”

Chu Feng said, squatting down, then holding Ling Hongluo's hands, and smiling at Ling Hongluo.

The next moment, the spirit carrot had already been carried on Chu Feng's back and walked out towards the bottom of the tower.

Ling Hongluo lay on Chu Feng's back and did not speak.

She didn't try to dissuade Chu Feng anymore, she just lay quietly on her stomach, leaning her side face on Chu Feng's shoulder, feeling a little sad and a little happy.

She knew how much she longed in her heart to leave this tower that had imprisoned her for so long, even if she said that she was thinking about Chu Feng, she couldn't deceive herself.

Will the master be able to take himself away?

Ling Hongluo didn't know, but Ling Hongluo knew that no matter whether he could leave or not, he had no regrets in his heart.

Because the person she trusted the most really came, even though it was sixty years later, he finally came.

He must have been delayed for something, that's why he came so late, right?

Ling Hongluo thought about it, and couldn't help but tighten Chu Feng's clothes, a little afraid that she was just dreaming.

Chu Feng smiled, and walked down the tower with the spirit carrot on his back, and there was no one under the tower for a long time, only two cold corpses.

It was the corpse of the soldier who had guarded the tower, and the blood seeped through the cracks in the floor tiles, staining them a little wet.

Chu Feng looked at the two corpses, did not speak, and quickly found an escape route with his memory.

Chu Feng's escape was very smooth, almost not hindered by anything, the emperor's divine thoughts were extremely sharp, he could always avoid the bright and dark sentinels everywhere, patrol guards, and organize formations, and quickly shuttle through the palace.

There is no Great Emperor here, naturally no one can keep him, the only fear is the great array of the Imperial City, but ...... As long as he is not discovered, the Great Array should not be triggered.

"Master. Looking at the gate of Miyagi that was getting closer and closer, Ling Hongluo finally couldn't help but speak.

"Huh?"

"I thought you would come and save me. ”

"How did you save it?" Chu Feng couldn't help but ask with a little smile.

"Came in from the main gate, and then fought all the way to the bloody battle, the battle was earth-shattering, blood-pumping, and shocked countless people. ”

"Isn't it, so tragic?"

"It's even more exciting to tell a story. Ling Hongluo pouted.

Chu Feng pursed his lips and said, "It's not reasonable at all." ”

"But the little girls of Huaichun love such stories," said Ling Hongluo with a smile, "the story of heroes." ”

"Hey, you're not a little girl anymore, are you?"

"Why am I not?" Ling Hongluo blinked a little aggrievedly, "You see that I am no different from before except for growing a little taller now." ”

"You were fourteen years old when I first met you, seventy years have passed, you are eighty-four years old, where are you still a little girl? If you were in the world, you would have been an old woman a long time ago. ”

Ling Hongluo gritted her teeth a little annoyed and said, "Master, you are not here to save me, you are here to anger me." ”

"But I'm telling the truth. Chu Feng said with a smile.

"You and I are also the ones who want to become the emperor, eighty-four years old is nothing for the emperor's lifespan of at least four or five thousand years, and I am less than a year old when I count the lifespan of a mortal. Ling Hongluo argued.

Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "How can it be counted like this?"

Ling Hongluo rolled her eyes, feeling that there was no need to entangle with Chu Feng on this issue, and instead asked, "Master, how are you cultivating now?"

Chu Feng thought for a while before he said, "Hmm...... Great. ”

"Perverted. Ling Hongluo commented very dryly.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "It's okay." ”

"To what extent is the Emperor?" asked Ling Hongluo again.

Chu Feng thought about it, but it was not easy to answer for a while.

Of course, there is also a division of high and low among the emperors, if you have to follow the conventional nine-order division method, like Da Ming Zun and the Human Emperor, they are the strongest people who stand at the peak of the Great Emperor, and like Yi Xuyu, Phoenix, or Gou Chen Emperor, although these people are very powerful, but after all, they are slightly inferior to these people in Da Ming Zun, if you have to divide them, maybe it should be regarded as the upper section of the Great Emperor.

Then emperors such as Mu Tianzi, Wu Qizhen, and Wu Lingfeng may be more appropriate to be counted as the middle of the emperor.

But further down Chu Feng is not easy to distinguish, after all, the emperors that Chu Feng has dealt with for so long seem to be either very strong or very weak, weak ones such as Bai Yan, Feng Jiu Ge and Feng Jiuxiao's community, in the end, who should be used as a reference in the first stage of the Great Emperor and the lower stage of the Great Emperor, there is really no one standard, and references like Yang Wenqin or Ye Siqing are not bad, but the problem is that these two people are in an incomplete state, and it is difficult to estimate the level of cultivation.

However, what made Chu Feng feel a little uncomfortable was that he clearly felt that his cultivation still had room for improvement, but there was a mysterious force between heaven and earth that restricted his cultivation from improving, and whenever he felt that he had made significant progress in his cultivation, that mysterious force would forcibly suppress his cultivation.

Otherwise, in the past six thousand years, with the blood of Lethe River and the death qi of the underworld, how could his cultivation be only at this level.

Chu Feng thought for a while before he replied very seriously: "Well, I can't say, I haven't seen other emperors since I became an emperor, but I guess ...... It must be inferior to the Fenghe you have seen after awakening, but it should be stronger than Si Qing. ”

Although he didn't know how strong Ye Siqing would be if he could recover, at least he was sure that he was still stronger than Ye Siqing, who had not recovered, and he felt that it might be more appropriate to position himself in the lower section of the Great Emperor.

"It's only been sixty years, master, why are you so perverted!" Ling Hongluo exclaimed.

Chu Feng smiled helplessly and said, "Sixty years for you, and for me...... It's been 6,000 years. ”

Ling Hongluo was slightly stunned, although she didn't know what was happening, but she instinctively felt an indescribable bitterness.

She felt a little sad and felt a little self-blame, she hadn't thought about whether the master had encountered something bad over the years and didn't come to save herself.

So she sniffed, hugged Chu Feng's neck, and then said softly, "Master, I'm sorry." ”

"Huh?" Chu Feng was slightly stunned, he was a little puzzled by what Ling Hongluo was sorry for.

Ling Hongluo pursed her lips and said, "It's nothing." ”

Chu Feng smiled inexplicably, and did not investigate what Ling Hongluo's words meant.

Chu Feng's absconding was very smooth, and it barely took much time for Chu Feng to enter the imperial city from the palace city above the sea of clouds to the imperial city below the sea of clouds.

The space around Miyagi was locked, and it was impossible to escape from the sea of clouds silently, so he could only escape back to the Imperial City first, and then return to the outer city through the Imperial City's barriers.

As long as he returned to the outer city, with Chu Feng's cultivation, no one would be able to keep him if he wanted to leave, and the two of them would naturally be safe.

And at this time, on top of the temple of Miyagi.

Yan Wei slowly walked into the temple alone, through the long passage covered with a bright red carpet, to the deepest part of the temple.

Then, he knelt down slowly on the high ground of the temple and bowed to his feet with a hoarse "get up."

An old man who seemed to be dead was deeply immersed in the soft fur chair above the temple, his eyes slightly mysterious, but also indescribably majestic.

"Is everything done?" said the old man slowly.

Yan Wei smiled slightly and said, "People, I have already let that Mr. Feng take it away." All the doubts naturally pointed to me. ”

The old man nodded and said, "That's fine, follow that Mr. Feng closely, and be able to grasp his whereabouts at any time...... At the very least, when the big guy up above comes back, we'll let him find our Mr. Wind. ”

Yan Wei was silent for a moment before he said, "We missed one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Mr. Feng's cultivation is already the Great Emperor, and our eyeliner can't keep up with him at all. Yan Wei said.

"Huh?" the old man frowned slightly, "When did you notice it?"

"When he left the Imperial City just now, he took a different path than the one I brought him in, and he completely avoided many trap traps that the peak of the ninth order should not avoid. Yan Wei bowed slightly, "So I think that his cultivation has broken through to the Great Emperor, which makes all our arrangements in vain except for the loss of many good hands." ”

"Is there any remedy?" the old man looked at the empty doorway of the temple.

Yan Wei was silent for a long time before he said: "I can only wait for the big man to come back, and then wait and see what happens." ”

The old man looked at Yan Wei for a long time with half-squinted eyes, and said, "How many years ago did Anguo fall?"

"Returning to the country, no more, no less, just a hundred years. Yan Wei replied without changing his face, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him at all.

"Hate me?" asked the old man.

"The law of the jungle, natural selection, this is the law that will not change. Anguo is weak, and the royal family has no strength to protect Anguo, so it is a matter of course that it will be destroyed. Yan Wei said calmly, "Therefore, there is no need to resent the lord of the country. ”

The old man smiled, sighed, and said, "If you were my son, it would be fine, but it's a pity...... None of my children are angry, but a granddaughter who has some talent regards the Yan clan as an enemy, ha, it's really sad. ”

Yan Wei didn't answer, no matter how dissatisfied Pojun Yan was with the Yan Clan, it was also the matter of the Yan Clan, he was just an outsider, and there was no room for him to intervene.

"The master of the Yan clan...... "Breaking Jun Yan" sneered twice, and a trace of ruthless essence flashed in his eyes.