C1850 (1/2)

Ye Qingfeng pretended to be weak as he opened his eyes. He looked around the room and saw a beautiful figure sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the window.

It was graceful with a waterfall of hair hanging down to her waist. In her slender hand was a cup of wine. Her fingernails that had been smeared with a rosy red sparkle in the hazy light.

”Go down.”

”Yes, Your Majesty!” The old demon within the black fog responded in a hoarse voice as he closed the door.

Queen Tianxiong stood up and faced Ye Qingfeng, her tender red lips curving into a cold arc. Under her exquisite control, a terrifying pressure swept over, enveloping Ye Qingfeng.

”Heaven's End Dragon Emperor, submit to me! Or die! ”

Ye Qingfeng was expressionless, and no longer used the The Law of Space and Time to suppress the recovery ability in his body. In that moment, all of the injuries on his body, all of the visible flesh turned over, and the exposed bones were covered with a layer of purple light.

Ye Qingfeng was no longer in a sorry state. He stood up against the powerful pressure of the Solitary Falcon, and in a few steps he was close to his opponent.

Queen Tianxiong was surprised. Her eyes were full of interest. She took a sip of the wine and said with a smile, ”I didn't expect you to be pretending. It is quite surprising to me.”

”Surprisingly, it's still coming.” Ye Qingfeng's voice was emotionless, without a trace of warmth.

Queen Tianxiong looked at him with disdain, and said sarcastically: ”Heaven's End Dragon Emperor, didn't you notice the arrangement of my room?”

With these words, the originally ten square meter room suddenly distorted, and space transformed into a vast palace. Green lights hung on the walls of the hall, and the candlelight was chilly. The entire hall was filled with a chilling aura.

Following the appearance of the black mist, the twelve experts that were wrapped in black cloth and holding onto the black demonic lances appeared and surrounded Ye Qingfeng.