The Strongest Mad Emperor in History

The woman in red walked ahead.

Lin Chen followed behind her.

Neither of them spoke.

The whole Tianji Pavilion was quiet, with only the sound of two people's footsteps.

However, as he moved forward, Lin Chen felt something wrong.

Tianji Pavilion is too quiet.

It seems that there is not a living person in it.

"Could it be that there are only old man Zhou Qing and this woman in this Tianji Pavilion?"

Lin Chen thought secretly: "If the group of people outside is just to protect Old Man Zhou Qing, why do they have such a big battle? What are they guarding against? What happened to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?"

All kinds of doubts lingered in Lin Chen's heart, lingering.

…

Time flows quietly.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Lin Chen followed the woman in red to a stone gate on the top floor of Tianji Pavilion.

"Master Zhou Qing is inside, you can go in."

The woman in red said, her tone was rather cold.

"Aren't you going in?"

Lin Chen asked.

"I won't go in."

The woman in red shook her head slightly, looking at the Shimen in front of her, but there was a trace of jealousy in her eyes.

But the next moment, her eyes returned to normal.

She thought she was hiding well, but none of this escaped Lin Chen's eyes.

"Is there something she is afraid of?"

Lin Chen pondered slightly, "What is she afraid of?"

At this time, the woman said: "I'm leaving, you can go in quickly."

After speaking, the woman turned around and left without stopping at all.

"I have another question..."

Lin Chen wanted to keep the woman.

However, before Lin Chen finished speaking, the woman interrupted: "If you have any questions, just ask Master Zhou Qing, you don't have to ask me."

After saying this, the woman in red turned around the corner and disappeared.

"Uh…"

Lin Chen was a little speechless.

What's this all about?

What exactly happened?

However, Lin Chen didn't think much, turned his head and looked at the Shimen in front of him.

Through the woman's eyes and expressions, Lin Chen could basically tell that there was something terrifying in Shimen.

"Could it be that this is a trap? That woman deliberately got me hooked?"

Thinking of this, Lin Chen took a deep breath, his muscles tensed suddenly, ready to fight.

Finally, he raised his right hand and knocked on the stone door lightly.

"Humhhhhhhhh!..."

The crisp knock on the door echoed in the empty floor, making people panic.

The next moment, Shimen slowly rose, and a white mist, with a strong smell of medicine, rushed toward his face from inside.

The room was shrouded in dense white mist, blocking the view.

Moreover, there is an invisible power in the white mist, and Lin Chen's soul power cannot penetrate into it.

Therefore, Lin Chen couldn't see the situation in the room, whether it was his naked eye vision or his soul power perception.

Lin Chen was worried about fraud, so he didn't step into it hastily.

At this moment, the old man Zhou Qing's old voice came from the room: "Are you here? Come in."

Through the white mist, Lin Chen could faintly see a figure, very similar to the old man Zhou Qing.

However, even so, Lin Chen did not step into the guide, but asked: "Old man Zhou Qing, when did we meet? Where did we meet?"

"Uh?"

The people in the room didn't expect that Lin Chen would suddenly ask such a question, and was stunned.

However, soon, he understood what Lin Chen meant, and couldn't help laughing, and said, "Hundred dynasties, Ziyue Dynasty, where the descendants of the old man are prime ministers."