The city of Shanjian, the city where the Emperor of Heaven lived, has long been restored to its original state.

What happened here a few months ago doesn't seem to have left any trace of the city, and of course, no one in the city will talk about it in broad daylight.

After nightfall, the city, which is the highest place in the heavenly realm, gradually fell silent.

After all, even though they are called gods, they still have to eat, drink, and sleep, and when the civilization is only equivalent to the Middle Ages, there is not much so-called nightlife.

As the night wore on, the great city had become quiet, and most of the Protoss had fallen asleep, except for the soldiers who were in charge of patrolling at night.

And it was at this moment that somewhere in the palace, in a dimly lit corridor, a man suddenly appeared.

He appeared so suddenly.

The strange thing is that after this person appeared, there was no trace of breath, as if there was no zài at all, and in the dark, his face was unreal.

After a while, a light appeared at the end of the corridor, and then a voice appeared.

A group of soldiers, after turning a corner, also appeared in the corridor, and they walked in the same direction as the mysterious man who suddenly appeared.

The mysterious man also saw the group of soldiers, his expression was not different, and he did not see any movement, but his body drifted towards the group of soldiers

After a while, he and the soldier who walked in the front met face to face!

However, before the torches illuminated the mysterious man's face, he had already passed the soldier......

The soldiers in the back, too, did not squint, as if they didn't see this person at all, and just walked past this mysterious person!

The mysterious man did not look back, he seemed to be quite familiar with the complex palace, and in a few moments, he had already walked through the long corridor.

He didn't say anything, just walked through the corridors, from room to room, as if looking for something.

"This is it."

Finally, he spoke, and his voice was very young.

At this moment, he was standing beside a pillar, and a little in front of him stood a candlestick, and under the candle flame, the face of the mysterious man was finally reflected.

If Hiromu Tian was still alive, he would never forget this face.

This person is none other than Xia Xin.

After months away from the city, he returned, and not alone.

He has only one goal tonight, and that is Asura's mother, the former Princess of Asura, and now the Queen of Heaven.

And it's not that difficult.

Because although Shezhi is a queen of heaven, but Emperor Shakti is a, Xia Xin estimated that with Emperor Shakti's nature, even if he sleeps on the balcony, he will not sleep here in Shefat.

So it's safe, Xia Xin can take things very happily and leave.

It's a complete pat on the butt and doesn't take away a trace of clouds.

Previously, he had been in the city for a short time, but he had also roughly figured out the architectural layout of this palace, although the palace was large, the place for the more noble ladies to live was relatively closed and concentrated.

Considering that Emperor Shakti didn't even have a concubine, the scope was even smaller.

And this area, he will call it the "harem" of the emperor.

Now, he's in the area.

Once inside, even the patrolling soldiers were gone, replaced by some maids.

Of course, although she is only a maid, she is also a god, and she is by no means a weak woman who is powerless, and the harem of the Emperor of Heaven will naturally not be an undefended place.

It's a pity that it was Xia Xin who came, and these waitresses couldn't even see him.

After inheriting the Shura sword, Xia Xin now has a complete godhead of the god of destruction, although the power of the god of destruction has not yet been fully liberated, but it does not prevent him from using some of the means of the god of disobedience to destroy the godhead of the godhead.

At least along the way, the effect is outstanding, although not to say that reaching a single thought can make these gods leave Cheng Dù on their own, but it is no problem for them to turn a blind eye to themselves.

After a few turns, Xia Xin walked to a particularly ornately textured door, gently pushed it open, and walked inside.

The room was large, with tulle hanging from the doorway to the balcony where there were pillars.

The moonlight shines through the tulle on the balcony, illuminating the room in a hazy light.

In the center of the room, there was a bed, shrouded in a light veil, and the sound of slight breathing came from it, and a faint fragrance permeated the room.

Xia Xin walked to the side of the bed, softly, without a sound.

He lifted the veil.

A woman was lying on her side on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The woman has long black and bright hair, a melon seed face, a tall figure, and white skin.

She was covered only with a thin blanket, and the rest of the body was bare.

To be honest, just looking at the appearance, it is said that she is a peerless beauty, and it is no problem to provoke the stunner.

Xia Xin's gaze fell on the woman's forehead.

There's a crystal there.

That's right, this woman is Shefat.

is better looking than Xia Xin imagined, and his figure is also very charming.

In line with the principle of humanitarianism, Xia Xin decided not to wake the woman, so he took the crystal and let her die in her sleep.

If a person dies, it will be a hundred times, and hatred or ambition will become a thing of the past.

In the final analysis, although Shezhi can be called ruthless, but her life is tragic at all, because whether it is the Asura King or the Emperor Shakti, no one looks at her squarely, and naturally they will not love her, she has been a fertility tool from the beginning, let alone love, and no one even appreciates the beauty that she is proud of.

She is completely a funny character between the two men of Shakti and King Asura, and it really doesn't matter what kind of person she is or what kind of ambition she has.

It's all floating clouds anyway.

Even Xia Xin didn't care what she thought at the moment, and she didn't mind the spicy hand destroying the flowers at all.

His hand reached for Shefat's forehead.

Then, without accident, Shefat woke up.

When I open my eyes, I seem to look better than when I was sleeping.

Her pupils were dark and dull, with an elegant and mysterious smell, and a sharp energy.

But now, she didn't seem to react.

Xia Xin also admits that it seems strange that this way is now.

His hand hadn't reached Shezhi's forehead before, but Shezhi subconsciously raised his head after waking up, letting his hand touch Shezhi's face directly.

What's even more speechless is that she's not wearing clothes! This girl sleeps without clothes!

Especially as soon as she raised her head like this, and then propped up half of her body, the thin blanket immediately slipped down, and the two heavy and firm things on her chest were clearly presented in front of Xia Xin without a little cover.

Xia Xin couldn't help but comment for a moment.

It's a nice shape, it's generous, and it's still pink! It seems that neither the Asura King nor the Emperor Shakti have used it much.

Although it is a completely bad evaluation of this woman's character, it must be said that she can be selected from countless human beings by the Asura clan, first as a witch, and then as a princess, and the grade of Shezhi as a beauty is indeed extremely high.

It's a pity.