Chapter 102: Chapter One Hundred and Two: The Means of Flying the Moon (Part 3)

The first floor of the Tower of Eternity is a simple and solemn hall, the ground of the hall is crystal clear, exuding a faint blue light, the line of sight can see through to three meters below the floor tiles, faintly visible clusters of crimson shadows moving under the floor tiles, if there are curious people who use their spiritual sense to probe down, they will experience the horror of these crimson shadows.

These floor tiles are extremely rare demon stones, which can be sold for tens of millions of gold coins in any small piece in the outside world, but in this hall, they are extravagantly used to pave the ground.

The white carpet stretched from the entrance of the main hall to the bottom of the throne at the end, and on the throne, which was completely made of whole starry sky crystals, sat a stunning and majestic woman, unlike Teresa's, this woman just sat quietly, but it seemed to become the center of the world, and every star revolved around her.

It is a beauty that cannot be desecrated!

The woman looked to be about twenty years of age, with long black hair that fell to her heels and dotted with golden stars, a pure white bodysuit with exquisite tailoring, which did not show any spring light, but which outlined the impeccable curves to the fullest, which was a conservative temptation, and her peaks were not magnificent, at least not comparable to Teresa, but her slender and round legs were extraordinarily long, and the length exceeded the golden ratio, and the outer side of her right leg was a transparent gauze reticulating that stretched from the ankle to the waist, and the waist and thighs were inlaid with intricate and delicate gold ornaments, with a pale golden tassel hanging from the buckle at the waist.

She is the only master of the entire top of the sun and moon: the Flying Moon.

The strongest person who claims to be on par with the true gods, guarding the Tower of Eternity and intimidating the abyss's miracle woman.

Feiyue was sitting in a precarious position, neither her expression nor her posture could jump out of the slightest flaw.

"Lady Feiyue, would you consider granting my mother's request?" To the left of the throne stood a woman in battle armor, she was a full 1.9 meters tall, with a high nose and a typical Western face, her hair was dark and blonde with large waves, and her figure was completely comparable to Teresa's.

"Oh, what did you say?" Feiyue kept staring at a phantom in front of her, and she was actually a little distracted.

What appeared in the phantom turned out to be the alchemy competition that had just ended in the seventh district, and at this time, the main perspective of the phantom had been locked on Ye Wentian, and as for Kevin, who was picking up soap, it was completely blurred automatically.

"Mother needs a sacrifice and asks to enter the abyss to hunt, I hope Lord Feiyue will agree!" The woman in the armor had a cold face, and there was no trace of humility and cowardice in the face of the famous Feiyue.

Feiyue didn't answer, but pointed to the phantom in front of him and said, "Monica, as a silver dragon princess, your eyesight must not be bad, what do you think of this young man?"

Monica seemed a little unhappy, frowned and said, "It's just some talent, the human population base is so huge, and geniuses are even more grasped, it's not unusual at all!" After a pause, he said, "And there is a trace of black dragon on him, I hate it!"

"I can actually feel the breath of the black dragon from my mirror, Monica, your cultivation has improved again. Feiyue was still staring at Ye Wentian's figure in the phantom, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and suddenly the entire hall lit up.

"Lord Feiyue, please answer my question head-on!" Monica was a little impatient, and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist, and the huge dragon power came out of her body.

Feiyue gently wiped her hand, and the ripples of the phantom water spread out and slowly disappeared: "You little dragon, do you dare to be presumptuous in front of me? Even your mother doesn't dare to speak to me like this." ā€

Monica snorted: "That's because my mother respects you, not afraid of you! I, Monica, have never been afraid of anyone, so why should I be respectful to you!"

Feiyue didn't get angry, but laughed lightly: "What a rebellious little dragon, go back and sue your mother, mention yƬ veto! ā€

"You!" Monica had a hint of murderous intent on her body.

Feiyue raised her hand and grabbed it lightly in the air, a faint light flashed, and a transparent thing with a black pattern actually appeared between her slender fingers: "It turns out that the cold female god of war also has an unknown side!"

Monica only felt a chill on her lower body, and immediately reached out and touched the underskirt, her face suddenly turned red and blue: "Give it back to me!" After speaking, she raised her hand and was about to grab it.

With a flick of his fingers, the small unknown object was like a bird with wings, slashing through a streamer of light and disappearing at the entrance of the main hall.

"What are you doing!" Monica was shocked and angry.

"It's nothing, for your disrespect, I decided to take this thing as a prize in the seventh trial area, do you think that if you knew that this thing was passed by the silver dragon princess, how many men in the seventh district would go crazy about it?" Feiyue's smile was still so elegant and graceful.

"I'm going to tear down your top of the sun and moon!" Monica was finally going berserk.

Feiyue's smile gradually converged, and she slowly stood up, and the terrifying coercion filled the entire hall in an instant, and a strong spiritual power storm formed densely in the air, and even the space in some places began to distort, and the refraction of light became bizarre.

Monica's face changed miserably, and she only felt that the entire Sun Moon Mountain Range was pressed on her, and she fell to her knees with a slump. Only then did she sound her mother's advice before leaving: "You must always be humble in front of Feiyue, what Feiyue says and does is always right!"

It's terrifying! Monica has never met an opponent since she became an adult, and she has developed a proud character with empty eyes, but she didn't expect that she couldn't move a finger in the face of Feiyue's coercion.

With her slender and dazzling legs stretched out, Feiyue gracefully walked down the steps step by step, with her back to Monica, who was kneeling on the ground and struggling to support her, and said lightly: "Monica, for your mother's sake, I will let you go this time, and if you dare to be presumptuous next time, I will directly treat you as a prize in the trial area!"

Holding on to her body, Monica sweated like rain and gasped, "What about my panties?"

"Ha, it's already on the podium of the trial area, you go to the king of trials this time!" Feiyue beckoned, and a terrifying black hole immediately appeared in front of Monica, and an irresistible attraction came from the black hole.

"Don't!" Monica cried out, and the wolf fell into the black hole, only the frightened tail still echoed through the hall.

Feiyue casually took her hand, and the phantom reappeared, she looked at Ye Wentian's back in the phantom, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Little guy, you dare to touch my Teresa, first survive from the claws of this little dragon!"