Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

The main gate of the majestic palace opened, and a strange fragrance hit.

Without waiting for the summon from the owner of the ghost gate, Fan Feiping straightened his back as much as possible, took a step, and walked into the two gates.

In the palace, two rows of majestic and tall stone pillars stand on two floors as the support of the dome.

On the top of the head, there are murals of fierce and majestic ghosts and gods fighting immortals.

Under their feet was a clean slate floor that was spacious enough to accommodate dozens of horses driving side by side.

The material of the stone is unknown, but the smooth surface can clearly reflect the figure.

There is also a warm and luxurious genuine leather lichen on top.

After entering, Fan Feiping stopped, his eyes passed through the grand corridor, and he looked at the woman in black on the throne.

The exquisite and fiery figure, wrapped in tightly fitting leather clothing, looks ready to emerge.

The faint charm between the eyebrows and eyes, even if Da Luo Jinxian is here, he should also fall into it.

Every time Fan Feiping sees this woman, he can't help but take a deep breath and secretly think of a beauty in his heart.

It's just that he doesn't want to have too many thoughts in his heart.

Because he knows very well that this woman is afraid of strength.

however……

She's not invincible either.

As long as she has not ascended, then she has a weakness.

Thinking of this, Fan Feiping calmed down and made mental preparations for the upcoming accusation.

Stepping forward step by step, he came to the bottom of the high platform where the Demon Empress was. He knelt down on one knee and said in a low voice:

"Fan Feiping, the lord of the poisonous demon, has met the empress."

His mood is complicated.

This time the action failed, he was wronged, and had to lower his stance.

But he was still quite unhappy with this woman.

A female stream, serving as the devil emperor.

Ah.

The matter of Yuyaolou at the beginning showed that she was weak and weak in dealing with things, and she was not worthy of being an empress at all.

On the high platform, the eyes of the woman in a tight leather jacket were full of undisguised anger. She looked down at Fan Feiping, and asked directly without a trace of emotion in her voice:
"Fan Feiping, you acted against Zhengdao Martial Arts without even telling the Emperor beforehand."

"You can afford this crime?"

Fan Feiping didn't think so, took a deep breath, and Mou Zujin shot back:
"If you tell the empress, can this plan be implemented smoothly?"

"The empress has always had a weak attitude towards the righteous way. You are even watching from the sidelines about Yuyao Tower, and you don't want to make a move!"

As soon as he came up, Fan Feiping used the tactics of avoiding the most important and paying attention to the less important.

But the empress is not an ordinary woman, she can sit on this throne, she is naturally strong, and she has a vicious vision for people and things.

She snorted coldly, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, and continued to ask:

"This emperor is asking you now, not you to ask this emperor!"

Seeing that the plan failed, Fan Feiping had no choice but to activate the backup option, and honestly admitted:

"It is my fault that I failed to inform the Empress of this plan."

"But I did this for the future of the Demonic Dao."

"It's not such a short time for my generation to be suppressed by the righteous way, it's been a hundred years, a hundred years!"

"If we can't find a chance to stand up, how can we monks walk in the world openly?"

"The empress is used to this, so why don't you let us do something?"

The woman in black sneered, shook her head and said:

"Ignorant and stupid."

"The last time I summoned you, I saw that you were disrespectful to me."

"However, this emperor never thought that you would be so stupid."

"Since you know that the so-called righteous way has been suppressing my generation, then you should be clear that those hypocrites are not without confidence to do so."

"In the entire Dayu, the strong are respected."

"Only with absolute strength can one have the right to speak."

"This emperor has practiced for nearly a hundred years, and he can sit on an equal footing with No. 1 Ning Chan of the Righteous Way. Then, in turn, this emperor asks you, do you dare to say that you are equal to Qi Xiao, Zhuge Haixu and others?"

"Oh, stupid."

"Why did Hu Yanfeng of Yu Yao Lou lose? He is the best example."

"Drawing the ground as a prison, I always thought that the world is that big, and I thought I was invincible, but what happened?"

"He can't even deal with Wei Canglan?"

"Do you know how he died?"

Fan Feiping, who was stunned speechless, was so angry, his nostrils were blowing heavily.

The meaning of the Queen's words is obvious.

As the speaker of the Demon Dao, I can wrestle with Ning Chan, the leader of the Righteous Dao.

But what about you people down there?

It's all waste.

The overall strength is no match for others, but the empress alone is as tough as others?

After understanding these meanings, Fan Feiping was so angry that he wanted to explode now and kill the woman who was sitting firmly on the throne.

Mainly because she said nothing wrong.

The overall strength of the magic way is indeed not as good as the righteous way.

This is mainly due to the relatively small population base.

Among the current immortal cultivators, who is doing well and insists on joining the magic way?
Everyone shouts and beats you, so what's the benefit of joining?
You see, it's no good, and being chased like a street mouse, who wants to come?

Fan Feiping subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he heard the real cause of death of his good brother Hu Yanfeng, he couldn't sit still, and quickly asked:
"How did Hu Yanfeng die?"

The corners of the Demon Empress' mouth curled up in a seductive arc, and she said word by word:

"It was trampled by Wei Canglan's monster! To death!"

boom -

Fan Feiping heard a loud noise.

There were bursts of buzzing in my mind.

For a while, he couldn't accept the result.

He always thought that his sworn brother, leading a group of disciples, went deep into the hinterland of Cangxingmen to fight the enemy bravely.

At the last moment of the battle, due to exhaustion, Qi Xiao and Wei Canglan attacked and fell.

Never thought that he would die so aggrieved.

That is the master of a sect!

It was so indecent to die.

Wei Canglan!
You must die!

Fan Feiping was so angry that his whole body began to surround himself with demon energy.

Standing aside, the confidant of the empress, the woman in the cheongsam, looked at her nose, her nose, and her heart, feeling that what her master said was too harsh.

This news undoubtedly dealt a huge blow to Fan Feiping.

However, unexpectedly, Fan Feiping quickly regained his composure. He looked at the empress and asked in a deep tone:
"Did the empress just watch my brother die tragically?"

"if not?"

The empress sneered, her eyes contemptuous and mocking:
"Who do you think could fight Ning Chan at that time?"

"How many times do I have to repeat this? Ning Chan was also there at the time. If it wasn't for this emperor's restraint, the Yuyao Tower would have been wiped out in an instant, counting tens of thousands of monsters. Want to enter the mountain gate? It's ridiculous."

Fan Feiping couldn't listen.

At this moment, his eyes were tearing apart, and he just wanted to pull the other party off the throne.

This woman is not worthy of being a devil emperor.

In his eyes, hatred and hostility were undisguised.

Seeing that look, the empress showed displeasure, snorted coldly, and waved her hand.

The black-purple devilish energy spurted away.

boom!
Before he could react in time, Fan Feiping was knocked tens of meters away by the magic energy.