Chapter 1985 The Real Owner of the Eight Desolate Hotel (2)

Actually... the fact is that the top three floors were all emptied. Even the elders of the sects and the heads of the major forces who stayed in were invited away.

All because of the Emperor's order.

"Is that so?" Yun Qingyan had some doubts between his brows, "Why do I feel so quiet and empty?"

She didn't meet anyone when she came down.

Fearing that something might be discovered, Feng Liao nodded again and again, "Of course!

However, those in charge are secluded and rarely go out. It is normal for you not to meet the empress. "

After that, he quickly distracted Yun Qingyan's attention, "Empress, is your honor really going to discuss with others...?"

Yun Qingyan: "..." What should she say about the fight between Di Jiuque and her other half soul?

"Yes." Yun Qingyan nodded.

Feng Liao's face sank, and being able to entangle the honor for so long shows that the opponent's strength is extraordinary.

However... Zun Shang and such an existence shot, it should be a destructive movement, why is it so quiet.

"But you don't have to worry, there will be nothing wrong with Di Jiuque." Yun Qingyan comforted.

Feng Liao didn't know why Yun Qingyan was so determined, but he couldn't intervene in that level of battle, so he could only nod his head obediently.

"Sister Yun, we got the list of our opponents for the next match. They're from Tianyuan Continent..." Xing Lan was about to talk about the channels he had collected when suddenly, a crisp and charming voice sounded.

"Feng Hufa, have you come to Nanming Realm too?"

Dressed in a white gauze skirt, her robes were fluttering, and the smart and beautiful Fu Linger was walking towards the stars, and her eyes brightened when she saw the wind.

"Did Brother Jiuque come too?" Fu Ling'er flew over like a white butterfly, her big smart eyes patrolling beside Feng Liao, trying to find the familiar figure.

She remembered that Feng Liao was the Dharma protector of the Venerable. Usually, wherever the Emperor was, Feng Liao was there.

Yun Qingyan's eyes gradually turned cold, and he snorted coldly, "Brother Jiuque?"

Call it quite intimate. It is very rare to be called so intimately by people with such a cold, alienated, arrogant and arrogant temperament as Di Jiuque.

Yun Qingyan's voice was like shards of ice slag mixed with it, making people shiver from the cold.

Feng Liao's heart skipped a beat, Your Excellency, it's miserable...

"Empress, don't... don't get me wrong."

"Misunderstanding? What did I misunderstand?" Yun Qingyan glanced at Feng Liao with a half-smile, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Lan'er, let's go and talk in a quiet place."

After all, he left without looking back.

As for Fatty Yu...they are naturally on Yun Qingyan's side.

Fatty Yu glanced at the lonely Feng Liao, and said silently in the bottom of his heart while leaving with Yun Qingyan. Ninth brother... I'm sorry, I'm still standing with Sister Yun.

Feng Liao: "..." This is not a misunderstanding, what is it called?

Fu Linger's suspicious eyes swept over Yun Qingyan's group, "Feng Hufa, do you know them?"

There was pure curiosity in Shui Ling's eyes, and his mind was already full of thoughts.

Lord Emperor Zun and Feng Hufa are generally in the realm of the gods, and even Shengyuan Continent rarely walks around, so how can they know the contestants in the lower realm?

Moreover, looking at the attitude of the wind protector... I am very respectful to that woman...

The woman's subtle sixth sense made Fu Linger instantly vigilant.

"The matter of our Jiuzhong Palace has nothing to do with you." Feng Liao glanced at Fu Ling'er coldly, with an unspeakably alienation in her tone.

"His Royal Highness Ling'er, your father and our honor are only equals, and our honor does not have an extra sister.

Please pay attention to your wording. "