Chapter 119: Illusion

In the huge earth palace, there is a crystal coffin.

The coffin exudes a faint ice blue, setting off the entire underground palace, just like the undersea Dragon Palace.

A majestic figure stood in front of the crystal coffin, and the phoenix's eyes were full of complex emotions.

In the crystal coffin, a stunning woman is lying.

She closed her eyes as if she were asleep, but there was not a trace of heaving in her chest.

Si Chen gently stroked the crystal coffin, as if he was caressing the woman's cheek through the lid of the coffin, and the light in his eyes became more complicated.

"You think you're going to be dead and you're going to be gone? This king won't let you die! This king will gather all the spirit beads, wake you up, and listen to you explain to this king in person! ”

The demon sword on his waist shone slightly.

Si Chen lowered his eyes and looked at it.

Some mutilated fragments popped into his mind.

He and Feng Qi came to Yinshan together, dealt with those disgusting fungi together, and subdued the giant man-eating flower together.

Then he recalled that he took Feng Qi's hand and fell into the whirlpool of the dark sun stream with her.

However, there is no shadow of Fengqi around.

At this moment, the gorgeous underground palace suddenly collapsed, and those boulders turned into countless splashes and bubbles after they rolled away.

The ice-blue crystal coffin loomed in the bubbles and eventually vanished.

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At that time.

Gorgeous palaces.

A snow-white figure lay lazily on the chaise longue.

On the table in front of her, there were various fruits and snacks.

There was a sound of singing and dancing in the palace, and countless beautiful men danced in front of her, showing their enchanting demeanor.

Feng Qi put a cherry in his mouth, spit out a core, and said casually: "Your dance is too feminine, change it to a more masculine one." ”

The musician immediately changed the tune, and the dance in the temple changed its style.

Feng Qi praised with satisfaction: "This is like words, a man should look like a man." ”

At this moment, a familiar figure, with dance steps, walked out from among the many beautiful men.

He is like a standout, and he instantly makes many beautiful men lose their color.

Feng Qi was stunned.

His Royal Highness King Chen, who is high up, is actually dancing for her!

He's too good-looking, he compares so many beautiful men.

Fengqi was looking at the gods, but who knows, the music in his ears suddenly stopped.

Those beautiful men who were dancing also disappeared in a blink of an eye, and even His Royal Highness King Chen, who was walking towards her step by step, suddenly became illusory.

At this time, a hazy voice came from my ears.

"Fengqi? Fengqi? ”

Who was calling her name, as if separated by several layers of veil, Feng Qi listened for a long time before realizing that it was Si Chen's voice.

She was in a daze when she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Just now, she was obviously in the dark sun stream with Si Chen, how could she suddenly come to this gorgeous palace?

When Fengqi's consciousness gradually returned, the gorgeous palace in front of him suddenly collapsed, turned into countless bubbles, and finally disappeared.

Feng Qi slowly opened his eyes, and he was greeted with a handsome and immortal face.

It's Si Chen!

"You're awake."

Si Chen looked at her with concern.

"So, I just had a dream?"

Si Chen nodded.

Who knows, Feng Qi suddenly sighed and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, I thought you were really dancing for me, it turned out to be just a dream, what a disappointment!" ”

"What?"

"Hee-hee, nothing!"

If Si Chen knew that she dreamed that he was dancing, she didn't know how he would react, and she felt funny when she thought about it.