Seeing this scene, Chu Liuyue suddenly said:
"This life and death pass is really extremely dangerous. Every time so many powerful people are lost... won't the emperor feel a pity?"
Her voice was very soft, but Yan Qing could hear her clearly.
He paused briefly, but explained:
"This pass is the review of the illusion temple. If there is no accident, the emperor will not interfere."
The reason why he qualified ahead of schedule this time was because Shu Jing secretly moved his hands and feet, destroying the justice of life and death.
But in fact, these people are mainly responsible for these things.
Chu Liuyue narrowed her eyes, then smiled.
"So that's the case. From this point of view, I really don't know much about the emperor."
Yan Qing: "..."
In fact, he really wanted to explain a few words, but this timing is really inappropriate.
And he is always taciturn, and he is not used to doing such things.
I think it would be better if I changed to residual ink.
It would be great if the master could come in person.
Of course, this is very rare.
So Yan Qing once again chose to remain silent.
...
For the remaining three domains, the competition is gradually coming to an end.
As expected, few succeeded.
Chu Liuyue looked ahead calmly, but there seemed to be waves in her eyes.
Countless pictures appeared in her mind one after another.
Yao Chen.
Tian Ling.
God market world.
The past and the future.
It turns out...everything is under his control.
She had always felt that meeting Rong Xiu was the greatest blessing in her life.
However, now, she realized with hindsight that the encounter was not accidental.
The later ones, should... also be carried out in accordance with his planning plan?
Chu Liuyue pursed her lips slightly.
This man has a deep mind, she knew it, but she never thought that it turned out that he spent the most thought on her.
He is the emperor, so high, why should he be so for her?
Chu Liuyue couldn't understand.
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the main hall of the Illusory Temple.
On the steps, Mu Qinghe stood with his hands.
His expression was as indifferent as ever.
Does he know these?
Somehow, in her mind, she suddenly remembered what Xiao Ran had said before.
He said that there are 13 divine envoys in the Magic Temple.
"Senior Xiao Ran."
Chu Liuyue looked sideways and looked at Xiao Ran.
"There is something, I want to ask."
This sentence instantly broke the calm in the field.
Everyone around looked over unconsciously.
Xiao Ran immediately said:
"You said!"
Chu Liuyue paused, her expression calm and calm:
"Why are there thirteen divine envoys in the Magic Temple?"
Xiao Ran was taken aback, and subconsciously replied:
"This... of course, because it used to be thirteen!"
...
Inside the room.
Lufeng was standing in front of a huge sand table, making final repairs to several of them.
Cen Yi is also nearby.
For three days and three nights, the two of them have maintained this state.
Because he has not been able to rest, Lu Feng's eyes are bloodshot.
But fortunately, his spirit is always highly concentrated, and his actions are still very delicate.
Suddenly, he moved for a while and looked at one of the peaks with a slight eyebrow:
"How high should this be..."
Cen Yi reported a number.
Lufeng immediately moved to trim the small mountain, trying his best to be as perfect as possible.
After packing, he was relieved to be sure that it was correct.
This sand table is very particular, and there can be no mistakes.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his eyes and glanced at Cen.
He built this sand table according to the map given by his elder brother, so he had known for a long time that his eldest brother must be very familiar with everything on it.
But after three days, he was still deeply shocked.
The older brother... is no longer "familiar".
One mountain and one river, one room and one tile...
There is nothing he doesn't know!
Even if you have measured it with your feet, it is difficult to do this, right?
But big brother--
Lu Feng didn't dare to ask more, and kept busy.
In fact, he also had huge doubts about himself.
because...
For him, building this sand table seems to have become more and more handy!
When he first saw the map provided by his eldest brother and asked him to build it within three days, although he agreed quickly, he refused.
After all, he is very clear about his own strength.
but--
Things seem to be gradually moving in an unexpected direction.
In many cases, he doesn't even need to recall that map to perfect the sand table a little bit.
Moreover, the technique is adept.
It's not like the first time!
It seems that he naturally knows where the water above it should flow, and knows where the peaks gather and where it should spread.
So, he swallowed all the questions back into his stomach.
Lu Feng retracted his sight and repaired the last part intact.
Finally, he let out a long breath.
"Brother, all right! How about you take a look?"
Cen Yi nodded.
"well."
He has been guarding here all the time, knowing every point on the sand table very well, no need to look at it, and know that there is no problem.
Lu Feng's heart then let go, and he smiled.
It is rare to hear the big brother praise once.
"You step back."
Cen Yi said suddenly.
"Huh? Oh, good!"
Lufeng was unclear about the reason, but he took two steps back obediently.
Immediately afterwards, he saw that Cen Yi shot!
A light blue streamer flew out of his palm, and landed on the sand table with extremely lightness.
At the same time, above the Medicine Mountain, a huge barrier appeared silently!