The man in black robe said, then looked at Feng Chan's clone, which was already like a walking corpse, not far away, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

The young man's phantom gradually condensed a little, then turned into substance, gathering his real body.

At this time, he couldn't help but look at Feng Chan more, with a little more regret in his eyes.

"Why, you can't bear to leave?"

The man in black robe sneered.

The young man shook his head and said, "Young Master misunderstood. How could Gan Yun be reluctant to give up on such a woman? It's just that she feels a little ignorant of her praise. She is also a goddess in the Soul-Suppressing Hall."

The man in black robe smiled and said, "The goddesses in the Soul-Superior Hall are just chess pieces, and they exist for missions and purposes. As for her, it is already very good to have such an ending."

As he said that, the man in black robe said again: "Then how did you explain?"

When the young man Gan Yun heard this, his expression became a little heavier and said, "I'm afraid the Deputy Palace Master... has noticed something about this incident."

The man in black robe said dismissively: "He? What is Feng Chaoge? Can he control the current situation? Can he control my Feng Yueying's decision? Let this matter be put aside first, and everything will be easy when we take the prince and take his place.

Feng Zhishui, take out all the prepared murals."

When the young man Feng Zhishui heard this, he bowed and bowed, saying, "Yes, young master."

Feng Yueying, a man in black robe, said, then glanced at the Tianji Holy Jade in his hand and murmured in his heart: "You can't do it, then I will go to the power of this Soul Town Hall myself, I'll decide.

This time, if I capture the treasure house of the Emperor of Heaven and become the new Prince of Heaven, I see what you old people have to say."

He thought in his heart, but the gloomy light in his eyes did not restrain at all, and the evil spirit in his body was as strong as ever.

Feng Yueying opened his Qiankun ring and took out the prepared calligraphy and paintings from it.

These calligraphy and paintings are all calligraphy and paintings that can be posted on the wall, which is the so-called "murals".

Each of them is very large, and looks very lifelike, with extraordinary attainments and excellent painting skills.

After the scroll appeared, Feng Yueying, a man in black robe, looked back and forth several times before nodding with satisfaction and said, "Not bad."

Feng Zhishui said respectfully: "Young master, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble this time, my subordinates have prepared a total of nine paintings, and each of them can be temporarily changed, so it is not considered a dead painting."

Feng Yueying said: "Well, you think more thoughtfully, this is really good. Okay, now start, condense the power of blood, burn the scroll, and cast the projection in the scroll into the holy jade of heaven."

Feng Zhishui heard this, bowed and bowed respectfully, saying, "Yes, young master."

As he said that, Feng Zhishui began to condense the power of his blood and penetrated into the mural, and began to burn the words one by one.

After the scroll was burned, it turned into something like a burning paper and rose up in the sky.

Just the moment it flew up, the Holy Jade of Heaven was sacrificed by the man Feng Yueying, a black-robed robe, and enveloped the burning mural.

Soon, all the content scenes in the scroll disappeared, as if they were branded into the Heavenly Secret Holy Jade.

The scrolls were burned one after another.

When the last painting was reached, the contents of the scroll were a sea of ​​fire and a river of blood, in which countless corpses were lying.

And deep in the sea of ​​fire, there is a huge altar, and there are neatly arranged heads.

These heads are nearly two or three thousand, and each of these heads is very famous.

In other words, taking out any of the heads is obviously the once famous genius of Light Blue Star.

At this time, Feng Zhishui saw this scene and couldn't help but his pupils contracted and his breathing became rapid.

However, Feng Zhishui immediately abandoned the distracting thoughts and withdrew his gaze, as if he hadn't seen it.

Because he shouldn't know some things, he shouldn't know them, and he shouldn't know them even if he knows them - only in this way can he survive well.

Sometimes, if you know what you shouldn't know, there is only one result, that is - death.

Only dead people will not reveal their secrets.

After Feng Zhishui withdrew his gaze, Henry cut off the corresponding memory, and at the same time lowered his head, and he also acted more pious and humble.

Feng Yueying glanced at Feng Zhishui, and Feng Zhishui waited for a while and after the eighth mural was burned, the ninth mural ignited.

It was still a burning flame, but this time, the phantom of the sea of ​​fire and the river of blood did not enter the holy jade of heaven, but instead gathered together, and finally formed a light spot that penetrated into Feng Yueying's palm and disappeared.

Feng Zhishui couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Feng Yueying with some confusion.

Feng Yueying smiled and said, "It is mainly to test whether her information is true, and to see if the person has left some monitoring methods or some back-up arrangements. After all, we cannot take this character lightly."

Feng Zhishui heard this and suddenly realized it, saying, "Now it seems that this character is amazing, but he is still quite confident in his own art of controlling women."

Feng Yueying suddenly laughed and said, "After that being said, it's better to be careful."

Feng Yueying said, the disappeared light spot in his hand appeared again, and this time the light spot quickly gathered into a phantom that looked full of aura and appeared.

This phantom looks very beautiful and charming, but it just lacks some breath of life.

Feng Yueying stared at the phantom in her palm and looked at Feng Zhishui and said, "What do you think of this thing?"

Feng Zhishui looked at it in a concentrated manner. With just one glance, his pupils shrank slightly, and then an extremely solemn expression appeared on his face: "Young Master, this is..."

Feng Yueying said: "It's good that you guessed it. The man mentioned that this is a special "censor" method called "skin". It is a set of skin formed by the gathering of countless murals.

This time, if I used this set of skins to replace Feng Chan, what do you think the result will be?

Is it a cage trap, or can it be replaced?"

Feng Zhishui pondered slightly and said, "The young master is wise, but he has to be careful of the words of that person."

Feng Yueying said lightly: "If there is a problem with me, then the Soul-Shenzhen Hall will be left to you to take care of it. Feng Chaoge will not have any opinions in this regard, and he will not dare to have any opinions."

Feng Zhishui felt aroused in his heart, but he did not dare to respond.

It is very unfavorable for him to respond to any words at this moment.

Because this made Feng Yueying feel that Feng Zhishui wanted to take charge of the Soul-Superior Hall - although he really wanted it, some ideas could not be presented at all when facing Feng Yueying.

Feng Zhishui said in a trembling voice: "I am afraid."

Feng Yueying said: "You don't have to be afraid. If you have a life disaster in the future, you will die. So I will try to find a way to see if you can save you. At present, there are not many people around me who can use it, you can count one.

Although you have your own ambitions, this is normal.

A subordinate who has no ambitions is not worthy of becoming my subordinate of Feng Yueying."

When Feng Zhishui heard this, his body and mind were chilling, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he did not dare to show any emotions anymore.

At this time, Feng Yueying's eyes fell into the lifelike light and shadow in front of her. When the figure moved, she directly caught it in.

This scene is like the hero in the game who has changed to the above legendary skin, full of various light and shadow special effects - the key is that this skin is a woman's skin.

However, after Feng Yueying's figure entered the lifelike light and shadow, he turned into a beautiful woman wearing a flame-like robe and feathered dress with a burst of figure.

This is completely different from Feng Yueying, a man in black robe before.

Whether it is momentum, strength, or even its divine aura, etc., it is completely different.

On the contrary, he and Feng Chan were also very different at this time.

Feng Zhishui was stunned for a moment, then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

At this moment, he always felt something was wrong.

"Now, you can think I am Feng Chan."

Feng Yueying spoke calmly.

After trying to adapt to such an identity, his voice was extremely pleasant and charming.

This made Feng Zhishui feel a little moved - although it felt bad, Feng Zhishui was still moved.

After clearly knowing that this is not Feng Chan or Yan Ji but Feng Yueying, a man, Feng Zhishui felt a strong sense of strangeness and excitement in his heart.

The feeling of itchyness and hunger made him feel uncomfortable.

"But... Young Master, Feng Chan's temperament is not like this."

Feng Zhishui hesitated.

"Well, I know, but I want to be Feng Chan like this. Do you have any problems?"

Fengzhishuidao: "This will affect our plans and will be discovered..."

Feng Yueying said: "Since it is so easy to see through, others will naturally think of this, so it doesn't matter. Because Feng Chan is not an unchanging existence, I don't need to imitate it deliberately."

Feng Zhishui heard this and wanted to say it, but he finally held it back.

Obviously, Feng Yueying has firmly decided, so it is useless to say anything he can say.

Not to mention, Feng Zhishui discovered that he didn't need to say anything anymore, because Feng Yueying was rapidly integrating Feng Chan's temperament and everything, becoming particularly similar.

Feng Zhishui pondered for a while before saying, "Young Master, then we will go to the Heavenly Emperor Treasure House now?"

Feng Yueying said: "Okay."

While speaking, the two gathered a blood-colored bubble to cover themselves, which was exactly the same as Su Li's previous method of leaving. It also rose up with the blood-colored bubbles and eventually left the area.

As for Feng Chan, the clone that stayed like a walking corpse, no one cared about it anymore.

Because, the remaining clone seemed to have no intelligence at all.

After a long time, Feng Chan's seemingly unsightly eyes became more agile again.
To be continued...