Xue Feifei, who had never enjoyed such treatment, didn't know how to describe this excited feeling, she felt that she was an empress, a person who sat on the world.

Today's snow is flying, and it is intoxicatingly beautiful.

Dressed in a light white palace uniform, exquisite face, captivating the country and the city, a jet-black hair hanging down the waist, the hair was gently curled up, into a chic flying cloud bun, meticulous cloud temples with amethyst magnolia hairpins, and a circle of crystal clear pearls hanging around the neck, this white long skirt, embroidered with delicate and cumbersome patterns, covered with a jade smoke and ravel shirt, lined with a moon-white short waist, and gently held around the waist with a light blue light yarn.

Xue Feifei is now wearing a breathable veil embroidered with delicate patterns, and you can vaguely see the quiet smile under the veil.

Behind him were eight women, also dressed in long white dresses, with their temples pulled into a light crescent shape, with a drooping step on it, a chiffon veil on their faces, delicate makeup, and a pink peach blossom in the corner of their right eye.

Eight maids, this is the special of the saint, like Madame Yu, there are at most two maids on weekdays, and there will be four to six on solemn occasions, and they also need to contribute to Shura Island to be qualified.

Xue Feifei walked at the front, and the eight women surrounded her towards a magnificent hall.

On both sides of the road leading to the main hall, there were guards standing every few steps, and these guards did not change their faces, and they did not dare to look at Xue Feifei more, as if they would blaspheme their holy daughter if they looked at it more.

As Xue Feifei approached, an elderly woman and the old man stood in front of the door of the main hall, and when Xue Feifei arrived, the two pushed open the door outside the main hall.

At the same time, a deafening bell rang and spread throughout the entire hall, round and round, and could not be calm for a long time.

At this time, in a cave that exuded cold air and was heavily guarded, a woman in white was quietly squatting on a soft cushion.

The woman's hair was a little gray, and her skin was pale and lacklustre, as if she had not seen the light for a long time, and when she heard this bell, the woman suddenly opened her eyes and her face was full of disbelief.

She got up suddenly, but perhaps because she had been squatting for too long, the whole person suddenly fell on the stone bed next to her, and slowly helped her to stand up, the woman pursed her lips, beautiful and slightly frowned.

"This bell was made by the Holy Maiden when she was on the throne, and now it rings, what's the matter, is Xiao Yue'er she" The woman gritted her teeth slightly, and her eyes were a little anxious.

Could it be that those people found Xiao Yue'er, why didn't they come to her?

The woman's appearance is delicate and beautiful, and the alluring appearance is six points similar to Xue Luoyue, especially the eyes and eyebrows, the general outline seems to have copied her.

No one answered the woman, but she got up and came to the door.

The so-called doorway, is a string of iron chains the size of a baby's arm, densely buckled together, if you look down from above, you will find that this cave, including the stone, the ** room, is surrounded by an iron chain ball made of iron chains.

The woman stretched out her hand and slapped the chain fiercely, "Hey, come on, come on!" While shouting, the woman slapped it, it was a cold iron chain, in such an environment, people already felt cold when they approached, the woman slapped with her hand, and her palm quickly became red.

However, she still banged hard like a nobody, shouting into the long corridor.