If this little guy wants to play, let him go completely, anyway, with his strength, no one in the Ice Yao Temple can do anything to him, only abused.

"Lord Bishop, please sacrifice the pupil of the feather to this girl of the dancing sun, if she can control it, we will recognize her as the new high priest."

As soon as this statement came out, it was immediately embraced by the subjects.

"Yes, sacrifice the pupil of the feather."

"Please come out of the pupil of the blue feather and distinguish the authenticity!"

In the sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami, Ling Luo suddenly became excited, his heartbeat accelerated thumping, and a layer of wetness appeared in his palms.

The pupil of the feather is the real purpose of her trip to Dongchen.

"Silence!"

Luo Xien frowned, waved his big hand, his face was gloomy, and said: "Lord Bishop, pass on the order of the main palace and sacrifice the pupil of the blue feather!" ”

In an instant, the Ice Yao Hall became quiet, and the people on the left and right were holding their breath.

The bishop's face was a little embarrassed, and he explained to everyone: "After the death of the previous high priest, the pupil of the blue feather automatically returned to its place and was placed in the ice sculpture of the first high priest. This seat is a water cultivator, and there is no way to touch the pupil of the blue feather. ”

Everyone's eyes followed the bishop's instructions, and they all drifted to the ice sculpture of the first high priest.

Only then did she find that she was holding a red black bead in her palm, which was not very conspicuous.

Luo Xi'an's delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and he asked, "That red-black bead is the pupil of the feather?" But Hongu remembers that every time I see it, it exudes a dazzling red light? ”

The bishop smiled and explained, "Returning to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, that is the form after the activation of the Cangyu Pupil. ”

Ling Luo opened his keen six senses and looked into the distance, carefully observing the pupil of the blue feather in the hands of the first high priest.

"I don't think it looks familiar." She frowned slightly, and her tone was full of doubt, "As if I've seen it somewhere." ”

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to mind.

"By the way, I remembered." Ling Luo took out the Sealing Fire Bead from the Black Jade Space Ring, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

Like, really like.

"Miss Wuyang, please perform a miracle, let's see how you manipulate the pupil of Cangyu." Qin Xiaoya's calm and provocative voice sounded in the hall again.

Wuyang's face was a little pale, she pretended to be calm, walked under the ice statue of the first high priest, stretched out her hand, and turned a flame six-pointed star on her chest.

However, the pupil of the feather lay peacefully in the hands of the ice sculpture, motionless.

Wuyang's face was a little ugly, she increased her strength, and the flame six-pointed star became brighter and brighter.

It's a pity that the pupil of the feather is still motionless.

There was a mocking chuckle from the crowd.

Cold sweat broke out on Wuyang's forehead, and his eyes were extremely flustered.

The ridicule grew louder and louder, and in the Ice Yao Temple, there was a burst of pointing and whispering.

Qin Xiaoya snorted coldly and said, "Miss Wuyang, you should have done enough acting." ”

"Fake, get out of the way!"

"Fake, get out of Dongchen!"

"You have defiled the name of the High Priest of glory!"

"Burn her! Burn fakes! ”

"That's right, burn her! Let her accept the punishment she deserves! ”

In the face of one denunciation after another, Wuyang's face turned pale, her slender body began to tremble, she turned her head, her eyes for help drifted to Luo Xien, and muttered: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I ......"