Why does Hu Yan wear makeup? She will show her face tonight, retake the helm of the Feihong Palace, and tomorrow, she will stand on the prayer platform, dance a song to the gods, and announce the beginning of the thirty-year general election of the gods. In the thirty years she has been in charge of the Feihong Palace, although she has worn a mask, her face under the mask is painted with makeup. The long upturned eyebrows deliberately lengthened the eyeliner to make him look very cold and arrogant. Now that she's back, this makeup is indispensable.

Moreover, in the near future, she will be able to regain control of the Feihong Hall as a candidate, and she will no longer have to wear these messy makeup. Because, there are very few people who can remember her appearance in 30 years. Although the old priests would wonder why the high priest chose someone who was similar to her youth, the excessive details were fruitless.

Hu Yan dodged all the way and came to the outside of the Feihong Palace.

The main body of the Feihong Hall is gray-white, atmospheric and solemn, majestic and mysterious. Because a large number of shells were used in the construction of the wall, it will shine in the sun, and it looks like a fairy palace built on a cliff, which makes people admire.

Under the moonlit night, the entire Feihong Hall seems to be transformed into a soft girl, reflecting the bright moon, emitting a pearl-like soft light, which is breathtaking. However, no one dared to break into this seemingly harmless girl. Those who don't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but whoever forcibly breaks into the Feihong Palace, there is no return, and there is no news of the birds, and even the bones of the corpses do not know where they were thrown.

Feihong Hall is sacrosanct.

Hu Yan used one left hand and his feet to climb a big tree, grabbed a pigeon from his backpack, and threw it casually

The pigeon spread its wings, carried a letter, and flew towards the Feihong Palace, but was killed by an arrow from someone hiding in the shadows. The man, dressed in a black robe, walked out of the shadows, picked up the carrier pigeon casually, and walked quickly into the Feihong Palace.

The six priests guarding the entrance of the temple were all women, and each had good facial features and delicate faces. They were dressed in white, with a simple retro pattern painted in cinnabar between their eyebrows. Hu Yan knew that it was a hundred words.

What's the point of saying this hundred words? It's ridiculous.

Hu Yan thought that he had been waiting for a hundred years and had nothing to do, so he wrote these various hundred words casually, and asked Si Shao, which one is good-looking.

Si Shao pointed casually, which was perfunctory.

Hu Yan didn't care, just smiled, drew a circle on the hundred characters, and said: If this hundred characters can be painted on the forehead with cinnabar, it will be beautiful.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

As soon as the four priests were combined, they simply ordered the priests to draw this hundred characters on the center of their eyebrows to please her.

The past is vivid, and it is clear that it has not been long, but it seems to have experienced a trekking through mountains and rivers.

However, when her carrier pigeon was shot to death, she confirmed that something was wrong! One of the four priests must have rebelled and was in control.

Hu Yan waited quietly, and sure enough, within a moment, the two priests led more than 20 priests to leave the Feihong Hall with their swords.

She wrote that she was outside the city gates and asked the people to meet her.

This group of people went to the castration, and it seemed that they knew that they were not going to invite her back. Scold......

Hu Yan took advantage of the chaos and flew into the Feihong Palace. There are many mechanisms here, and others don't know how to crack it, but she knows it well. However, this time she was reckless.

Those organs have long been tampered with.

As soon as she landed, she was met by ten thousand arrows. Fortunately, Hu Yan knew everything about Feihong Palace, so he lay down directly and hid in the corner. After the rain of arrows, those cold arrows directly buried her alive. This shows how vicious this organ is. If she had been wounded by a cold arrow, she would have become a hornet's nest. No, it may just become meat foam.

Hu Yan's commotion was so loud that it attracted the attention of the six priests, who drew their swords one after another and walked over quickly.

Hu Yan suddenly burst out, startling the six people.

One of the round-faced priests shouted: "Bold thief, dare to break into the Feihong Palace, and still don't take ......"

Hu Yan said coldly: "Taowu, this seat has taught you, but anyone who breaks into the Feihong Hall will be killed, if you talk too much, aren't you giving the enemy a chance?" With that, he suddenly made a move and pinched Taowu's neck.

Taowu was stunned, and the rest of the people were also stupid. Holding a sword, he looked at Hu Yan with a confused expression.

As soon as Hu Yan let go of his hand, he let go of Taowu, and suddenly shouted: "Say!" Why don't you kneel when you see this seat?! "The first to grab people, Hu Yan has always been able to catch people.

The prestige that has been cultivated over the years is not something that these little girls can bear.

As soon as Taowu and the other two priests weakened their knees, they were about to kneel.

Another priest named Qifang pulled up the peach wu and said, "Don't fall for the enemy's tricks!" The High Priest has decreed that anyone who claims to be the High Priest should be killed! ”

Hu Yan's heart was so cold that he couldn't even scold people. What the?! High Priest?! In this world, apart from her, the high priest, which high priest is there?! But the truth is that there is a high priest living in this Feihong Temple!

Hu Yan's heart shook violently, but her expression remained the same, in front of outsiders, she had always been able to pretend. But seeing that her eyes were cold, she said proudly: "Unexpectedly, I have been traveling for a while, and this Feihong Hall has changed hands?" In this way, you can only take it back! With a glint in her eyes, she slapped the flying chess side with one palm, stepped on her body, and went straight to the Feihong Palace.

The priests suspected that she was not the right lord, and she could only serve the people by showing her skills. If you are soft at this time, you will be driven out of the Feihong Hall like a lost dog. Oh, it's good to be cast out, for fear of dying without a place to bury and becoming the plaything of a false high priest.

Hu Yan had not yet approached the Feihong Palace, and the group had already heard the news and walked out.

The leader is dressed in a bright red robe, and he is extravagant; The face wears a retro silver mask, sacred and mysterious; Holding a scepter, it represents the supreme right. This man is the High Priest!

At this moment, Hu Yan's vision seemed to be misaligned.

She seems to be the high priest with the scepter, and the man standing here is indeed a liar! A liar who covets the position of high priest! Unforgivable, intolerable liars!

Liars, liars, liars! Who the hell is a liar?!

Hu Yan knows very well that the other party is a liar! Because she is the high priest who can look down on the world!

The false high priest raised his finger, like a noble queen, and sketched it in the air casually, and then waved his palm lightly, shooting a pale golden light in the air. At first glance, there is none.

Hu Yan was in a trance, but he had been on guard against the attack of the fake high priest, and immediately dodged away, but the priest named Qifang was brutally murdered. Her body fell from the air to the ground, and she convulsed, her neck crooked, and she died!

Hu Yan's right arm couldn't move, and it was a little difficult to pretend to be a master standing with his hands in his hands. You can only hang your hands, raise your head and chest, overwhelm each other with your aura, and don't show your timidity to each other. In fact, Hu Yan's heart has no bottom.