Ye Feifei had also seen a few magnificent scenes of the Holy Court, although those were all decorations in the painting bureau, but they still made him admire. But the Kyushu Holy Court in front of him, whether it is luxurious or the scale of the building, is not comparable to those things before.

Xiao Meiyi saw him standing in front of the huge arch in a daze, and said with a light smile, "Haven't you seen it?" The tone was full of contempt.

Ye Feifei glanced at her and said lightly, "It's true that I've never seen such a big one, the Holy Court I destroyed before is smaller than it." ”

Xiao Meiyi was stunned, "You...... Did you really destroy the Holy Court?"

"It doesn't matter, how do we get in?"

Xiao Meiyi kept looking at him, as if she was meeting him for the first time.

"Are you leaving?" Ye Feifei's patience with this woman was waning.

Xiao Meiyi pouted and said, "What are you anxious about? It will take a while to change the guard, and it will take at least a quarter of an hour for the two shifts to be handed over." ”

Ye Feifei stood silent.

Soon, the guards on duty in front of the arch retreated in unison.

Xiao Meiyi waved her hand, said "go", stepped into the arch first, and then quickly turned left into an alley.

There is an alley in such a large palace, and it is not much different from an authenticity.

Xiao Meiyi led him through the five and four gates and stopped in front of a small door.

"Ye Feifei, have you thought about it?" Xiao Meiyi asked.

Ye Feifei looked at her, "Is this a problem?"

Xiao Meiyi said, "After passing this gate, it is the inner hall of the Holy Court, and you will be able to see the Holy Emperor immediately, if you are not sure, it is still too late for us to turn back." ”

"Will you open the door or will I open it?" Ye Feifei did not directly answer her question.

Xiao Meiyi gritted her teeth, "Okay! Ye Feifei, I'll gamble with you." With that, he stepped forward and tapped the knocker three times.

With a creak, the small door opened from the inside.

Xiao Meiyi jumped in, and Ye Feifei followed.

This is a small house of only about 20 square meters, although the area is not large, but the height reaches far, and there is no end in sight.

Xiao Meiyi stood motionless in front of a large bed, and the curtains on the bed fluttered slightly.

Ye Feifei's attention was all on the height above his head with no end in sight, and he had a strange feeling, feeling a little unreal.

"Holy Emperor!" Xiao Meiyi called softly.

Ye Feifei turned his head to look at her.

There was plenty of light in the room, although I couldn't see where the light source was.

The head of the bed moved, and a dull voice echoed in the room, "Why are you back again?"

Xiao Meiyi gritted her teeth, "Holy Emperor, since you already know how I got out, why do you still keep this door?"

"Don't worry about it, since you like to serve men, you should be satisfied with the place I have arranged for you. ”

Xiao Meiyi had tears in her eyes, "Holy Emperor, since you came back from going out, you have never seen me in your real body, I am your concubine, is it wrong for me to want to see you?"

"Bold! How dare you speak to me in such a tone?"

Xiao Meiyi was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Can you see me?"

"Of course!"

"You can only see me, right?"

"Of course...... What do you mean, is there still someone else in the room?"

Xiao Meiyi glanced back at Ye Feifei, suddenly reached out and ripped off the curtain with a bang.

The moment the curtain fell, a strong light shot out from the tent and smashed on Xiao Meiyi's body, Xiao Meiyi screamed and flew upside down, Ye Feifei took a step forward and pulled her down.

The bed was against the wall, and a large hand quickly retracted into the wall.

Ye Feifei stared at the wall tightly, "Did this wall exist before?"

Xiao Meiyi was shocked, stroked her chest and said, "Yes......! It's not quite the same. "Baiyue

"What's the difference?"

Xiao Meiyi said, "The color looks much darker now than before." ”

Ye Feifei pressed his hand against the wall and walked gently, his expression extremely focused.

When his hand moved to the upper left corner, he suddenly stopped, and then pressed down hard, only to hear a soft snap, and a slight outline of the wall protruded.

Ye Feifei put his nails into the edge and pulled them hard......

Phew!

He ripped off a piece of white paper, about two meters square.

Behind the white paper, there is a life-size portrait.

"Holy Emperor!" Xiao Meiyi blurted out.

Ye Feifei recognized at a glance that the person on the painting was none other than the Worry-Free Ancestor.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Ye Feifei threw the white paper aside and took two steps back, standing beside Xiao Meiyi.

"Who's talking?" said the Carefree Ancestor's mouth moved.

He can't see himself?

Ye Feifei was surprised.

"Xiao Meiyi, who did you bring in?"

Xiao Meiyi's shock was even worse, "No wonder you have been refusing to see me, it turns out ...... You're always in the picture!"

Worry-free Old Ancestor's face was gloomy, "Who is in the room?"

Xiao Meiyi became bold, and suddenly laughed, "You are obsessed with calligraphy and painting, but you lock yourself in the painting and can't get out, it's really funny!"

"Bold!" Worry-free Old Ancestor's right hand moved, and a white light shot out, smashing on Xiao Meiyi's body with a bang, Xiao Meiyi shook and disappeared in place.

Ye Feifei was startled, and then looked at Xiao Meiyi, and found that she had entered the painting, kneeling in front of the worry-free ancestor and motionless.

What kind of means is it to pull a big living person into the painting?

He didn't dare to think about it, and immediately condensed and silently recited the wordless heavenly book, and the illusion appeared.

The room in front of me disappeared, and only one painting floated in front of me between the vast world and the world.

"Ye Feifei, you're not dead?!" the carefree ancestor on the painting stared at him with wide eyes and wide mouth.

"Can you see me?" Ye Feifei smiled.

In his fantasy space, he is the king.

The Worry-Free Ancestor writhed desperately.

But no matter how hard he tried, it was as if something was firmly glued to the painting, and he couldn't break free.

And Xiao Meiyi, who was kneeling in front of him, turned into a faint phantom.

Ye Feifei flew up and kicked on the chest of the worry-free ancestor.

The Worry-Free Old Ancestor snorted and stopped struggling, "Ye Feifei, you dare to make a move on me?!"

"Are you amazing?" Ye Feifei slapped him in the face, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the carefree ancestor in the painting, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

"Should I call you Worry-Free Ancestor, or Dan Qingzi?"

The worry-free ancestor was stunned for a moment, "You...... What do you say?"

There is no need for him to answer, the answer is already clear.

"Worry-free Ancestor, what will happen to you if I destroy this painting?"

The Worry-Free Ancestor was stunned again, "You dare?!"

"What don't I dare to!" Ye Feifei grabbed the corner of the drawing paper and pulled it hard, tore off the position of the left foot of the worry-free ancestor, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.

The Worry-Free Ancestor screamed miserably, and his body trembled violently.