Although he was afraid, he still showed no fear: "I have fallen into your hands, let it be disposed of, don't ask me." ”

The Holy Emperor smiled, but said, "Heh~, interesting, Princess Luan's vision is not bad." ”

He approached him, looked him up and down, and said, "Or, how about this? You lead the way to Lord Xige, and help me catch all the wild cultivators who escaped two days ago, so that I won't kill you, and I can also arrange a place for you in the Pillow Pavilion, so that you can wash away your identity as a wild cultivator, how about it?"

Ji Li sneered: "With thousands of lives, in exchange for my livelihood and being a slave for you, how can I agree to this kind of thing?"

Feng Yiluan was frozen and couldn't move, so he could only quietly listen to the conversation between the two behind him.

She vaguely felt that the Saint Emperor's demeanor and words seemed to be a little frivolous and lazy, which did not match the image of the royal family and even the Holy Venerable in her heart...... Could it be that people who have lived too long will have such a cynical appearance?

In the face of Ji Li's sneer and verbal confrontation, the Holy Emperor sank his face, but he was not very angry, and looked at Ji Li from head to toe again, pinched the silk silk in his hand, turned around, and walked back to the throne.

He sat down lazily before saying to Frost Night: "Then, throw this guy who thinks he has a backbone into Tongshu Mountain to feed the demon beasts." ”

Frost Night was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Yes, the minister obeys the order." ”

Feng Yiluan was anxious, but she couldn't shout half a word, she watched, watched Frost Night walk past her expressionlessly, as if she had never known her, Frost Night walked out of the Golden Palace step by step, called two Fei Yi who were waiting outside the palace gate, and ordered them to take Ji Li down.

Feng Yiluan only heard a sound behind him, it was Ji Li who was holding his arms down, he whispered to Feng Yiluan's back: "Luan'er, this time I'm afraid it's going to be eternal, if you can live, live well, don't worry about me......"

Feng Yiluan heard half of it, and tears had already burst out of his eyes.

She couldn't move, she couldn't lift her arms, she could only let the big tears roll down her cheeks.

The Saint Emperor sat high, playing with the aqua blue breath silk silk in his hand, wrapping the silk around his fingers, and looking at Feng Yiluan with a playful expression: "What, this is cry......ing? The royal bloodline, but he has a personal relationship with a mere Ye Xiu, alas, if your mother knows, what should you think?"

After saying that, he laughed again: "Oh, I forgot, you can't speak. ”

He raised his hand and waved lightly, undoing the small spell that had been applied to Feng Yiluan.

Feng Yiluan only felt that her whole body was loose, she raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and looked at the Holy Emperor with hatred: "What will my mother think, what does it have to do with you?"

"Oh?" the Saint Emperor raised his eyebrows: "That's a good question." ”

He sat in a more comfortable position before he spoke again: "Luan'er, they all call you Luan'er, right?"

At this time, Frost Night walked back to the main hall and stood beside the Holy Emperor again, still expressionless.

The Holy Emperor said: "Luan'er, why don't you take Lord Xige and arrest those wild cultivators who were let go by you, I won't ask you about your crimes, and I will let that little boy go, how about it?"

Feng Yiluan's eyes were full of tears, she gritted her teeth and said, "Is it worth exchanging two lives for thousands of lives? I can't do this kind of thing!"

"You have thought about it, your life is not the same as the life of those people in the mountains. ”

"What's the difference? It's just one life! There is a difference between a person's origin, born in a royal palace or in a poor man's cottage, but if you put all this aside, is the value of human life also high?"

The Holy Emperor finally stopped dancing with the silk silk in his hand, he threw the silk silk aside, leaned on the throne, looked at the wind and leaned on the luan, and did not speak for a few breaths.

Feng Yiluan's heart was angry and painful at this time, she no longer knew what fear was, and stood quite imposingly, looking directly into the eyes of the Holy Emperor.

When the four eyes met, Feng Yiluan suddenly vaguely felt that the appearance of the Holy Emperor was ...... Seems to have seen it somewhere?

Finally, the Holy Emperor slowly spoke, "This kid, why do you have to help those who have nothing to do with you?"

"They should live, and they should be entitled to live freely as they wish. ”

The Holy Emperor shook his head with a smile, as if he had something to say but refused to say it, let alone refute Feng Yiluan's words, he suddenly turned his face sideways and asked Frost Night: "You said she has a six-rank sword with a demon cultivator sealed in it?"

Frost Night glanced at Feng Yiluan and replied, "Yes." ”

Feng Yiluan chuckled in his heart, Lord Frost Night sold himself, and he sold it thoroughly, and even told the Holy Emperor about the Tunyun Sword.

I can only blame myself for being too naïve, and I am willing to believe the words of a dustless jade!

The Holy Emperor asked Feng Yiluan: "Luan'er, where is the sword, hand it over to me." ”

"Sword, I don't have the sword that the Holy Lord wants!" At this time, Feng Yiluan's heart was a mess, and she was worried about the separation, and at the same time she was angry at the Holy Emperor and Frost Night, and she didn't have any extra brains and thoughts to play any tricks.

In normal times, she would definitely take out the Lanyi Sword forged for her by Baili Burning Mountain to fool her, but at this time, she spoke entirely from her heart, and every word was sharp.

The Holy Emperor never got angry, and when she saw that Feng Yiluan refused to hand over the sword, she quietly released a little spiritual coercion.

Feng Yiluan suddenly felt a feeling that was almost suffocating, and his legs went limp, almost falling to his knees.

She clenched her teeth, clenched her fists, barely stood, her nails even carved blood marks on the palms of her hands, no, she couldn't give in like this!

"What kind of hero are you to use mental oppression to make people submissive?" she asked the Holy Emperor vigorously.

The Holy Emperor was happy: "This kid, I am the supreme Venerable One who stands up to the heavens and the earth, as for the heroes you say? ”

Shuangye opened his mouth on the side and persuaded: "Princess Luan, the Holy Lord just wants to take a look at that sword, there is no other meaning, Princess Luan doesn't have to resist so much, and even support it hard." ”

Feng Yiluan looked at Frost Night with angry eyes, ignoring his words.

"It's really stubborn enough, it's good......" The Holy Emperor looked at Feng Yiluan's eyes with a bit of appreciation and pity, and then, he sighed lightly, releasing a stronger spiritual coercion.

Feng Yiluan finally couldn't support it, and sat on the ground crookedly, refusing to kneel, but at the same time, she took out the Tunyun heavy sword uncontrollably, tremblingly, and held it in front of her hands.

Dust Sandou didn't know what was going on outside, he had always had a big heart, he had something to fight and nothing to sleep, and he had a very comfortable life.

But this time, after he was dragged out of the storage jade bracelet by Feng Yiluan, he felt that the atmosphere was very strange, extremely strange.

He saw in the sword that Feng Yiluan was sitting on the ground with tears in his eyes, holding the Tunyun Sword in both hands, looking loveless.

"Girl, what's the matter? Is there anything you can't think of? Who bullied you? Say it, I'll cut him for you!"

Feng Yiluan shook his head slightly.

I only heard the Holy Emperor let out a chuckle: "It's just a little devil, the cultivation is not high, what a big breath!"