Looking at the palace in front of him, Liang Yan's eyes flashed with surprise.

A few days ago, he, Xuanyuan Lingwei and the monks from the seven northwest sects sneaked into the underground palace of the second prince. He originally thought that it was already extremely extravagant, but he didn't expect that it was nothing compared to the palace in front of him!

I remember that many monks present at that time angrily accused Xuanyuan Haoyu of being greedy and extravagant, but they didn't expect that Xuanyuan Qi was even worse than him!

"No wonder these descendants of Xuanyuan Potian all want to ascend to the position of prince. There are so many resources that can be squandered at will. As long as the qualifications are not bad, there is indeed a chance to reach the realm of disaster!"

Liang Yan thought secretly in his heart, and followed Wang Ding with Zhou Tong, walking all the way to the depths of the palace.

It was obviously not Wang Ding's first time here. He seemed to be familiar with the road. Zhou Tong was a little curious. He looked left and right. It seemed that he knew the existence of this place, but he had never been allowed to come down.

The three of them walked for a while and came to the depths of the palace. There were not many maids and guards here anymore. There were only long corridors. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Apart from the sound of footsteps, there was almost no sound.

After turning a corner, the front suddenly became dark, and the sound of water could be faintly heard, as if there was a huge underground river ahead.

Liang Yan was about to use his consciousness to take a closer look when he saw three people walking towards him from the opposite side.

One of them was wearing a bright red official uniform, with a square face and three fluttering mustaches. He was the Wen Qiuhua they were looking for on this trip.

However, Wen Qiuhua was just standing behind him respectfully at the moment. There was a man and a woman in front of him. The man was wearing a set of yellow straight-fronted robes, with a brocade robe with a moon-white auspicious cloud pattern tied around his waist. He looked graceful and luxurious, just like that.

The current prince, Xuanyuan Qi!

The woman next to him was wearing a silver fringed dress. She was 28 years old, with a pair of seductive eyes. The close-fitting dress completely outlined her plump and shapely figure. Her snow-white skin was looming under the dress, which made people feel at first sight.

of falling.

"Lo God!"

When he saw the woman's face clearly, Liang Yan's heart twitched suddenly, and the corners of his eyes twitched inadvertently.

He never expected that he would meet this strange woman again at this time and in this place.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!