At that time, the emperor was surrounded by a group of guards and palace maids, wearing a yellow robe with majestic and coldness, and was not similar to the current young master's temperament. So she was not sure if it was...

The young man in blue sighed softly: "Who do you think I am?" His voice was very gentle, and the handsome young man felt as if he was as handsome as a jade.

"You... are you from the royal family?! Which prince?" Lan Jingyi guessed that since she looks so similar to the emperor, she must be the royal son.

The young man in blue shirt raised his head and smiled, and the flute in his palm gently tapped his palm: "Why don't you guess I am the emperor?"

Lan Jingyi: “…”

The young man in blue shirt looked at her pretty face and his eyes showed interest: "Is it surprising?"

Lan Jingyi took a light breath: "You... Since you are His Majesty the Emperor, then... are you here to save us? Who is the entrusted?"

The young master Lanshan sighed: "It's really a naive child. I have worked hard to capture you. How can I be entrusted by others to save you? Do you think I'm very idle?"

The one who manipulated all this behind the scenes was actually the emperor of the Feixing Kingdom!

Lan Jingyi's face changed: "You...why are you arresting us? Let me go as soon as possible! Otherwise, my brother Huang would never spare you easily! Not only will you not be able to do it by the emperor, but you can't even save your life!"

The young master in blue smiled: "It turns out that the Holy Lord is your Brother Huang, which is quite interesting." He slowly walked to the edge of the blood ball, looked at Lan Jingyi inside the ball, and knocked with a flute: "I heard that the drum made of mermaid skin can make a sound that can shake thousands of miles. I wonder if it is true?"

Lan Jingyi: “…”

The young man in blue shirt looked her up and down: "Your mermaid looks good in skin. It's a waste of resources to peel off your skin and make it into a drum. Maybe it's good to peel it off and make it into clothes. You can embroider beautiful cloud patterns, which are both beautiful and protective."

Lan Jingyi's face turned pale: "You...this joke...this joke is not funny, my brother Huang..."

"I want to be fooled by your brother Huang again? In fact, if you don't mention him, I might be able to give you some pleasure, but since you mentioned him, I feel a little uncomfortable, I may have to make good preparations and cure you."

The young master in the blue shirt flicked the flute in his hand, and with a whistle, a short knife as thin as a cicada wing popped out of the flute, which directly pierced the blood cell.

Lan Jingyi screamed and rolled out of the blood ball, and was about to fall into the blood in the blood pool. The silver thread in the palm of the young master Lan Shirt flashed, entangled Lan Jingyi's slender waist, and then threw her to the shore...

Lan Jingyi was still in shock. Although she didn't fall directly into the blood just now, the corner of her clothes was still stained with the blood inside. The blood actually corroded the corner of her clothes into pieces in the blink of an eye...

The skeletons in the blood pool began to scream and jump even more crazily.

Lan Jingyi wanted to get up after landing, but the young man in blue stepped on her foot, and by chance she was stepping on her breasts, making her unable to get up again.

The young man in blue shirt is very hated. Not only did he step on it, he also twisted it on it with his toes.

Lan Jingyi was so painful and shy that she screamed: "You... are naughty! Let me go..."

"Is this a vulgar?" Although the moves made by the young master in blue shirt were very vulgar, Zhang Zhang's face was full of bright wind and bright moon: "I have even more vulgar tricks, guess what it will be?"
Chapter completed!