Flame Palace.
under the moonlight,
The small table is filled with delicacies,
Zhuo Ying and Luo Feng sat opposite each other.
Luo Feng picked up the jade bottle and filled the two bowls with emerald-like wine. Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine filled the air.
Holding the glass bowl in Zhuoying's jade hand, she raised her head slightly, revealing her swan-like white neck, and took a big sip. A blush suddenly appeared on her delicate and pretty face.
After finishing a glass of wine, Yanhuang held his fragrant cheeks in his hand, stared at Luo Feng with his beautiful eyes, his long eyelashes fluttering, and said: "How do you feel now? My Lord Chief Pavilion Master."
"It might be a bit useless to say it." Luo Feng thought for a while and said: "It's cool, it's very cool."
"Is this feeling good?" Zhuo Ying stared at him and said with a smile: "Then, believe it or not, I can make you feel better?"
Hearing this, Luo Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "Did the Flame Emperor find out the whereabouts of the other two sacred objects?"
Zhuo Ying's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly and said: "."
"From now on, people in King Jiang's camp should be honest, right?" Luo Feng said.
Zhuo Ying was silent for a moment, and then shook her head.
"With the Four Pavilions under your control, their influence in the dynasty will inevitably decline in the future. Will they look for opportunities to rebel?" Luo Feng was curious.
"That's not the case." Zhuo Ying shook his head slightly and said, "If he wanted to rebel and seize the throne by force, he would have started long ago, why would he wait until now?"
"The reason why we dare not is just because we are evenly matched. If he wants to seize the throne, even if he succeeds by chance, he will pay a very heavy price. In the end, he will take over a dilapidated dynasty."
"It's like you and Zhou Sheng are evenly matched. At the end of the fight, although you won the game, the remaining star cards are dilapidated and in a bleak state. If other star card masters launch a sneak attack on you at this moment, what will you do to deal with it?"
Luo Feng suddenly realized it and said: "Indeed."
Zhuo Ying took a sip of wine and said: "So, the battle for the chief pavilion master is a tacit rule between me and King Jiang, and the competition will be carried out without much violence."
"Whoever can win this will gain the leadership of the future dynasty."
Luo Feng nodded, suddenly curious again, and said: "After that, will they just stop and wait for death?"
Zhuo Ying shook her head and said: "No, they have been planning for several years. The contradiction between us has long been irreconcilable. How can we just let it go?"
"They failed in the internal competition, then the only way is to find ways to seek foreign aid."
"Taking the top level of power as an example, I am the King of Cards. If he wants to seize the throne from me, he must prepare at least two King of Cards."
"Although King Jiang is called the King, his apparent strength is that of the Nine-Star Ka King, but according to my speculation, his strength should have reached the Ka King level. If he wants to find another Ka King, he will naturally need to seek foreign aid."
"Foreign aid?" Luo Feng was startled when he heard this and said, "Could he seek help from other forces in the Eastern Wasteland?"
Zhuo Ying's bright eyes flashed slightly and she said: "In the vast Eastern Wasteland, in addition to our Yan Dynasty, there are also Ten Thousand Demons Valley, Liuyun Sect, and Xuanji Pavilion. Although these forces should not be underestimated, there are no emperor-level powerful people in charge. .”
"That's why, even when the Yan Dynasty is in such serious internal strife, they don't dare to have any plans against us."
Luo Feng nodded. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. He still understands this truth. He thought for a while and said: "Since we don't rely on the power in the Eastern Wasteland, then do we need to look for superpowers from the other four regions?"
"Jiang Taiyuan will not do this kind of thing of luring a wolf into the house. Even if he wants to do this, the clan behind him will strongly oppose it."
Luo Feng nodded. If Jiang Taiyuan had this level of intelligence and magnanimity, he wouldn't have given Zhuo Ying such a headache.
Zhuo Ying's expression suddenly condensed and she said: "Yanyun."
"He is the son of the old Flame Emperor, and he was also the first holy son of our dynasty. He is extremely talented and extremely arrogant. Even the Zhou Saint at the same time admired him."
"It's a pity that he was defeated by Xuansheng in the Tianyuan League finals and was killed on the spot."
She paused in her voice, frowned slightly, and said: "However, over the years, I have received some obscure news, that is, the son of an old friend did not die, but was secretly sent out of Tianyuan Continent. Go to super sects in other continents and practice hidden cultivation."
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. This world is very big. Those super sects are the origins of star cards. They are beautiful and have been passed down for thousands of years. Their foundation is so strong that you can hardly imagine it."
Hearing these words, Luo Feng's face changed slightly. Tianyuan Continent is very big. Being able to enter the finals among so many proud people, in terms of gold content, is much higher than him, the chief pavilion master.
A person with such a terrifying talent went to a super powerful place to cultivate for several years. The most important thing is that he is the son of an enemy... It is scary to think about it.
Zhuo Ying took a sip of wine and said, "In the past, the old Flame Emperor betrayed my father and killed him to gain the throne."
"Later, in order to avenge my father, I killed the old Flame Emperor."
"Destiny is reincarnated. Now, as the son of the old Flame Emperor, I think he will come back and seek revenge from me."
"And, intuitively, that day seems not that far away."
Luo Feng frowned slightly, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled. This Yanyun was holding something like the protagonist's script.
The country was ruined and the family was destroyed. He harbored the hatred of his family and the country, so he escaped secretly and went to a better place to practice and experience, just so that he could return to the king and kill his enemies with his own hands.
Moreover, even Yan Huang is so afraid, I am afraid that Yan Yun's strength is really impressive.
Not only will he come back in the future, he may also come back with a strong force. When the time comes to welcome the Yan Dynasty, I am afraid it will really be a disaster.
As soon as he thought about this, he sighed in his heart. He thought that if he became the chief pavilion master, he would be much more comfortable in the future. He could play star cards every day, be carefree and enjoy life.
However, unexpectedly, a new threat ushered in.
Ups and downs, maybe this is life.
In a hurry, in a panic, why is life always like this?
Zhuoying took a sip of wine, pondered for a moment, and said: "Right now, this is my biggest fear, and it is also the last hope of King Jiang's camp."
Luo Feng smiled at him and said, "Thinking about it on the bright side, maybe Xuan Sheng met Yan Yun on another continent and killed him with a single blow?"
"This probability is too slim. You'd better not think about it." Zhuo Ying rolled her eyes at him and said: "Yan Yun has already been killed by Xuansheng once. How dare he dare to kill Xuansheng before he has absolute strength?" Dazzling in front of your eyes?"
"What's more, Xuansheng has fallen."
Luo Feng nodded, looked at the empress, and suddenly felt a little distressed in his heart.
Although the two of them are of the same age, the pressure on each other's shoulders is vastly different.
