Chapter 242: Prophecy, Holy Lord
It turned out that after Youling'er was summoned by the strange voice to Luoying Mountain, her consciousness was drowsy and she entered a dark space, where the shadows were full of figures, but they couldn't see clearly.
Then, Youling'er felt a strange energy rush out of the black tattoo on her chest, directly into her sea of consciousness, and a wave of paralyzing sensations emanated from the center of the energy like a tide.
And at this moment, in order to prevent the magic array set up with the origin energy in her heart and sea of consciousness, Feng Yi wrapped the strange energy into it, so that the strange energy could not affect her.
Only then did you realize that the mysterious person who summoned her and the other members of the mysterious organization used the black tattoos on their bodies to hypnotize him, giving instructions in their subconscious, and after the instructions were given, they would come to their senses and not realize it at all, and at the critical moment, they would do things that even they could not control.
"What order?" Feng Yi's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this, this time the top forces of the entire Divine Wind Continent were gathered here, and the mysterious organization must be arranging a huge conspiracy.
"I don't know about the other people's orders, but the instructions I received were to go to the lake two hundred miles to the east in fifteen days, and do everything in their power to urge a magic array. Demon Ling'er said.
"The magic array under the lake?" Feng Yi tapped his fingers on the back of his chair, and began to plan in his heart, it seemed that he had to find a chance to explore.
At this time, there were fluctuations in the prohibition set by Feng Yi, and the voice of the guard dog Wesley sounded outside: "Master, Karl, the king of the Elf Kingdom, and his younger brother Kewoqi sister Qingmian ask to see him. ”
Feng Yi waved his hand to remove the ban, and let Youling'er go back to her room to rest first, and then greeted her out.
"Feng Yi. Karl was dressed in a silver elf king costume with a luna bow on his back, and opened his arms excitedly when he saw Feng Yi.
The brother laughed and hugged a bear, and everything was silent.
"Brother Fengyi. Kowo greeted with a smile.
When Feng Yi's gaze stayed on Qingmian, who was excited and shy, the elf princess began to open her mouth and called softly: "Brother Yi." ”
Brother Yi, Feng Yi's heart was as if it had been lightly scratched by a feather, and Qingmian's shy and timid appearance was so cute no matter how she looked at it, even if it was a peerless delicacy, he couldn't wait to taste it.
Qingmian was a little hurried, and her right hand subconsciously rubbed the bluestone ring on the ring finger of her left hand.
Feng Yi was slightly stunned, and then there was a burst of warmth in her heart, this girl was still wearing this worthless bluestone ring, and the ring was a little white, thinking that it was because she often touched it with her hands. She is so infatuated with herself, but she rarely thinks of her during this time, and she doesn't feel ashamed.
Feng Yi welcomed the three brothers and sisters into the hall, Bai Yanqing consciously served tea and asked, "What else does the young master command?"
"Go get some side dishes, I'm going to have a few drinks with my brother. Feng Yi said, although it was past the time of his son at this time, but the reunion of his brothers, he was in high spirits.
"Brother Yi, when did you accept such a maid with a beautiful and fragrant country, I remember that you only had Sophie, Angel and Yang Wen Dance at that time. Qingmian asked, there was already a hint of sourness in her tone, this maid was not inferior to her in appearance, and she felt that her strength was also unfathomable, much stronger than herself, and she felt a little self-pity in her heart.
Feng Yi laughed dryly twice and said, "I only received it recently, and she only promised me to be a maid for three months." ”
"By the way, what about Barbatto?" Karl asked as he saw that something seemed wrong with the atmosphere and hurriedly changed the subject.
"He went out and hasn't come back yet. Feng Yi replied with a smile.
Then, Karl began to tell about the events that had happened since the establishment of the Elven Kingdom and the current gratifying situation, with a high spirited face.
"Carl, what do you think of this conference?" Feng Yi asked suddenly.
Karl was slightly stunned, pondered for a while, and said, "I heard that this conference was originally a ten-year conference between the four hidden families, but later the God King suggested that this conference be held as a super conference attended by all the top forces in the Divine Wind Continent, and it was held to discuss how to deal with the invasion of the demon clan and deal with the deterioration of the situation on the mainland. ”
"Yes, on the surface, it is. Feng Yi said lightly.
Karl was startled, glanced at his younger brother Kewo next to him, and said, "Will something really happen?" Kowo had predicted that this conference would be a bloody meeting before he came. ”
"What did you predict, Ke Fu?" Feng Yi asked, if the situation was also confusing, if Ke Fu could predict something important, maybe the situation would be much clearer.
Ke Wo shook his head and said: "All I foresee is some intermittent pictures, a huge magic array in the water, a black cliff, countless people entangled and killing each other, the ground is full of bright red blood, these blood flows to form a strange pattern, that's all, my spiritual power is still too weak." ”
"Pattern, what pattern?" Feng Yi asked.
Kovo dipped his finger in the glass and drew it on the table, an irregular polygon with strange runes and lines in the middle.
"This is ......" Feng Yi's eyes stared, this was clearly the tattoo pattern on the chest of the members of the mysterious organization, representing the mysterious organization.
"Feng Yi, but what did you find?" Karl asked.
"This pattern represents the mysterious organization that uses faith to control some ethnic tribes on the mainland. Feng Yi said in a deep voice.
"What! So the mysterious organization is going to hatch a huge conspiracy at this convention?" Karl exclaimed.
"That's right, it's just that it's not clear what they're planning yet, Carl, don't take it lightly, be vigilant at all times, and don't trust others easily. Feng Yi said.
At this moment, Qingmian suddenly screamed, then covered his mouth and stared at Ke Wo nervously.
Feng Yi and Carl looked towards Ke Fu, only to see that Ke Fu's pupils turned into two strange vortices, staring straight at Feng Yi, and there seemed to be thousands of stars flowing in it, with an indescribable mysterious aura.
"He's prophesying ......," several people thought in their hearts at the same time, and they all fell silent, not daring to disturb them.
After a long while, Ke Wo's whole body suddenly shook, and his face suddenly swelled up with a red tide, and then the red tide receded, his face was frighteningly pale, and his two pupils returned to normal.
Kovo shook, and Karl hurriedly held him up.
"The three-eyed weirdo, sending out a blood-colored frenzy of destruction, will destroy Brother Feng Yi...... Netherblade ......" Kowo frowned, holding his head in his hands in pain, and fainted in front of him.
Feng Yi's big hand touched Ke Wo's forehead and said, "It's just that the mental power is too depleted, and it will recover in a few days." ”
"Feng Yi, then I'll take Ke Wo back to rest first, Qingmian ......" Karl said.
"Big brother......" Qingmian wrapped her hands tightly around the corners of her clothes, showing her inner unpeace.
Kovo nodded, took Kovo and left.
"Why don't you go?" Feng Yi looked at Qingmiandao.
"I want to stay with you. Qingmian looked at Feng Yidao, and a trace of worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"For the sake of Kewo's prophecy? Hehe, so Qingmian, it's really this young master's intimate heart. Feng Yi smiled, and his big hand took the green and tender little hand.
Qingmian's face flushed, and she snuggled up obediently, her face leaning on Feng Yi's strong chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, the anxiety in her heart couldn't help but dilute a lot.
"Don't worry, young master, I don't know how many times I have been born and died, my life is very hard, and if the god of death wants to accept the life of this young master, I have to ask this young master's fist if he agrees. Feng Yi patted Qingmian's fragrant shoulder and comforted.
"Hmm. Qingmian nodded vigorously.
"The night is so beautiful tonight, do you think we have to do something to be worthy of this beautiful day? Feng Yi lowered his head, his lips touching his long, pointed ears.
I saw that Qingmian's erect long pointed ears slumped down in an instant, just like her delicate body softened into a puddle of spring water, and she said in a trembling voice: "I don't know what Brother Yi wants to do?"
"Do something you love to do, like go to my big bed and roll around or something. Feng Yi smiled deeply.
"Casual ...... How does Brother Sui Yi ......" Qingmian is shy, and she has been looking forward to this day for a long time.
Feng Yi picked up Qingmian horizontally, flashed into his bedroom, gently put her on the bed, and kissed her gently on the lips.
A soft and gentle kiss gradually became hot and wild, lingering between the lips and the passionate tongue, the two caressed each other's bodies, tore each other's clothes, rough panting and coquettish moans were mixed together, and the fiery snort was like the most aphrodisiac aphrodisiac, so that the two fell into a tide of desire.
Feng Yi's big hand kneaded the two snow-like plumpness, and his big mouth held the two pink cherries, ** constantly expanding.
And Qing Mianyu's hand was inserted in Feng Yi's black hair, arching her waist, and her red lips let out a sad moan.
"You want me, Brother Yi. Qingmian's voice was like crying, and bursts of trembling and numbness rushed towards her, how could she bear it when she first tasted it?
Feng Yi's waist was straightened, and the body and mind of the two became one from the outside in.
Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into nectar is more moisturizing.
The intertwined bodies were mixed with sweat, and a faint smell of silver permeated the room.
Qingmian lazily lay on Feng Yi's chest, his breathing slowly became steady, and a pair of firm [***] on his chest turned up with his breathing.
Feng Yi stretched out her hand, gently smoothed her sweat-soaked hair, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mian'er, I can't see that you are so enthusiastic." ”
"Does Brother Yi like it?" Qingmian turned over and pressed on Feng Yi's body, and asked with a chuckle.
"Of course. Feng Yi patted the green and round snow buttocks, which felt very good.
"That'...... Brother Yi still wants it?" Qing Mian smiled lightly and propped up his upper body with both hands, and the pair of white rabbits on his chest were even more magnificent.
Feng Yi's breathing suddenly became rapid again, but he immediately controlled himself, pulled Qingmian to his chest, and said, "Don't seduce Young Master Ben, your new melon is just broken, and you can't bear it." ”
"Who said I can't do it......" Qingmian said stiffly, but the pain in her lower body made her lack confidence.
The two had a long love talk, and at dawn, Qingmian fell asleep, but Feng Yi had no sleep.
Kewo's prophecy echoed in Feng Yi's ears again, who was the three-eyed stranger? Is he really unable to resist the blood-colored frenzy he discovered? and what is the matter with the Nether Blade?
"Forget it, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, the three-eyed weirdo? Even if there are thirty eyes, why should the young master be afraid?" Feng Yi was arrogant in his heart, fate wanted to play with him, and he also wanted to ruthlessly kill fate.
When the sky was bright, the disciples of the Empty Leaf Sect went to the courtyards of the representatives of the various forces separately and invited them to the giant square of the Empty Leaf Sect to attend the opening ceremony of the conference.
Leading Feng Yi and his party is a young and beautiful female disciple of the Empty Leaf Sect, seventeen or eighteen years old, the love has already begun to open, along the way from time to time with the corner of the eye to sneak a glimpse at Feng Yi and the original Shattered Star Sect disciple Wesley, who followed Feng Yi and followed Feng Yi in the same footsteps, yesterday it was said that Feng Yi provoked the enemy, and used the spiritual imprint to control Wesley, the matter has already spread throughout the Empty Leaf Sect.
At this time, a lot of glazed gold and jade pavilions were built on the huge square with empty leaves overnight, exuding colorful brilliance under the sunlight, which was beautiful.
The female disciple brought Feng Yi and his party to the location of the temple, where the archbishop of the temple and the two cardinals were sitting upright in the pavilion, sitting next to them and talking quietly with the Dragon King of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, Liu Yanyun of the Golden Phoenix Pavilion, and Ji Yanqing, the sect leader of the Empty Leaf Sect.
Feng Yi's heart moved, and he showed a smile to Liu Yanyun that only understood by both parties, and then looked at the temple archbishop who was dressed in a simple priest's robe, but had a temperament like an abyss, he wanted to see what the temple side would do to him.
But I didn't want the archbishop of the temple and the two cardinals to stand up and greet him, and the archbishop was even more smiling.
"Don't be too restricted, just do what you want. The archbishop's lips moved, but the voice clearly penetrated Feng Yi's ears.
Feng Yi thought exquisitely, and began to understand that the relationship between old Falk and the temple was probably not very simple, because he found that whether it was the archbishop of the temple or the two cardinals, their eyes fell on the black and white Qiankun ring on his finger at the beginning, and the fleeting reverence did not escape his eyes.
"Old man, this passage is gone, you are still old and strong. Feng Yi said with a smile, and his blurt suddenly shocked a large number of people.
"Stinky boy, it's okay if you don't get mad. "The archbishop doesn't have a good air.
And the two cardinals bowed to the side, and their attitude towards Feng Yi was the same as that towards the archbishop.
"What is the identity of this kid, it can't be the son of the archbishop of the temple. "A lot of people are muttering in their hearts.
If Feng Yi knew, the manager shouted: "You are his son, and your whole family is his son." ”
"Pastor Wind, I've admired my name for a long time. The Dragon King of the East China Sea didn't dare to snub Feng Yi, and got up and smiled.
Feng Yi glanced at the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and saw that he was seven feet tall, with a square face, two horns on his forehead, and a long green beard on his chin.
"Don't dare, it is said that the Dragon King of the East China Sea has the power to swallow mountains and rivers, and now I see that it really deserves its reputation, by the way, what about your daughter?" Feng Yi said and suddenly turned to the princess of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, which made the Dragon King cry and laugh for a while.
The dragon king pointed in the direction of the dragon, and she was standing with a beautiful maiden, looking this way as she spoke.
Feng Yi looked over, his eyes swept over the girl beside Long Pianqian, his heart jumped, but he was silent on the surface, he said a few words casually, and then said hello to Liu Yanyun and Ji Yanqing.
"That should be Lianruo's sister. Feng Yi began to think in his heart, this girl looks seven points similar to Lianruo, and her identity should be undoubted, so this time, the conspiracy laid out by the mysterious organization, the East China Sea Dragon Palace also plays a role in it, but I don't know if it is the protagonist or the supporting role. And he didn't know whether the entire East China Sea Dragon Palace was controlled by that mysterious organization or only a part, such as the princess of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
When he first saw Long Pianqian in the Western Desert, Feng Yi noticed that something was not quite right with her aura, not quite like a pure dragon clan, but he didn't notice anything wrong with the dragon king.
If Long Pianqian was controlled by that mysterious organization, and she had a plan to ask Liu Yanyun to escort her to the Death Jedi, then what was the plan?
Feng Yi's thoughts flashed, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea and Ji Yanqing said goodbye and left.
"Your Excellency, the General Assembly is about to begin, and the juniors are leaving. Liu Yanyun then said.
"Lord Liuge, please. The archbishop said mildly.
As soon as Liu Yanyun turned around, he met Feng Yi's dark but flickering blazing eyes, his heart suddenly beat a few times, and he glanced at him angrily.
And when Liu Yanyun and Feng Yi passed by, she suddenly felt that the palm of her hand was quickly scratched by his fingers a few times, and the numb feeling like an electric shock almost made her scream, this kind of provocative stimulation under the gaze of so many people made her heart overwhelmed.
"Old man, let's be honest, what is the relationship between the temple and old Fake. There were no outsiders in the pavilion, Feng Yi cocked Erlang's legs, threw a red fruit into his mouth, and asked while chewing.
The archbishop, however, straightened his clothes and said in a low voice: "See the Holy Lord, there are many people here, please forgive your subordinates for not being able to salute." ”
Feng Yi's movements froze, what?Holy Lord?Young Master Ben?
"Whoever holds the Qiankun Precept is the Holy Lord of the Temple, who will lead the Temple and let the glory of God spread throughout the world. The archbishop said reverently.
Feng Yi only had one feeling, and that was to be hit in the head by a pie falling from the sky. When he came back to his senses, an irrepressible ecstasy welled up in his heart.
"Old Fack, you've been so good to me. Feng Yi was excited in his heart, at the beginning, it was the Ten Thousand Treasure Sect with its power all over the world, and now it is a high temple, which means that now his strength is strong enough to subvert the Divine Wind Continent.
O Divine Temple, look at the two cardinals whose strength is infinitely close to the seventh-level Flood Desolation God Realm, and the rows of bright warriors who are all in the God of War realm, these all belong to themselves, as long as they give an order, they will be born and die for them.
Now, Feng Yi began to wonder if Old Fake had really disappeared, and that an old monster with such a powerful strength would die so easily? Although he didn't know Old Fack's true strength, it was definitely more powerful than the terrifying Lan Lao and Mo Yixin, this kind of realm, it was difficult to die.
(To be continued)