Huang Ziqi is now injured, his spiritual power is damaged, and it is impossible to break through by himself.

Huang Ziqi straightened his sleeves, looked at all this with a light smile, and his face under the mask did not have a trace of waves, as if she was not in danger at this time.

"Execution!" As if he couldn't wait, the emperor had just sat down when an order came down.

Huang Ziqi's eyes narrowed slightly, what benefits did the people behind him give him? He couldn't wait to kill her.

At this moment, a man dressed in an aqua blue robe slowly walked up to the altar, holding a long scepter in his hand, and a blue gem was inlaid on the top of the scepter, and the blue water streaks flowed faintly in the gem. Huang Ziqi's eyes narrowed slightly, this is the messenger in charge of the altar. This messenger is said to be a genius, and at the age of only 100 years, he inherited the position of messenger of the altar. Huang Ziqi looked at the royal blue eyes that did not fluctuate in the slightest, and his eyes narrowed slightly, this messenger is not right. His eyes are not like the eyes of a living man, they are like those of a dead man.

He slowly walked behind Huang Ziqi and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, Huang Ziqi grabbed his hand with his backhand and clasped his wrist, his royal blue eyes turned and fell on Huang Ziqi's body, cold and terrible. After a while, Huang Ziqi withdrew his hand, frowned, and glanced at Jun Shuili again.

No, his pulse is normal, so how can that? Just as Huang Ziqi was thinking, she had been pushed to the side of the fire pit. Huang Ziqi grabbed his hand with his backhand again, and a flattering smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth: "Can you wait a little longer?" Let me live a little longer. ”

Jun Shuili didn't even look at her, and directly pushed her forward, Huang Ziqi's wheelchair was suspended in the air, if it weren't for Jun Shuili's hand still on the handle, I was afraid that she would have fallen. Although Huang Ziqi is a master of playing with fire, he is just a mortal fetus in the flesh, where can he withstand the high temperature of these three flavors of true fire. Huang Ziqi felt that the water in her body was being lost, and if Mu Mu didn't come again, she would really have to explain here.

A flash of pain flashed in Jun Shuili's eyes, and after hesitating for a moment, he actually pulled Huang Ziqi back again. The emperor's face changed, and he roared angrily: "What are you pulling back for?" Not ready to be executed? ”

Jun Shuili let go of the hand holding the wheelchair, his lifeless eyes suddenly had a glow, he slowly looked at the emperor on the high platform, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Huang Ziqi wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at Jun Shuili, and raised his eyebrows slightly, this is to restore his senses.

With the cane in his hand, he struck the ground hard, and with him as the center, the earth formed a thick layer of ice, and began to spread towards the emperor on the high seat.

The scene was suddenly chaotic, the ministers immediately dispersed and fled, and the emperor stood on the high platform and shouted desperately: "Escort, escort!" ”

In the wheelchair, next to Huang Ziqi is a pool full of three-flavor real fire, but it is not affected much, but it is not comfortable, a heat wave for a while, a cold air for a while, Huang Ziqi feels that if it goes on like this, she will definitely be injured. Suddenly, a melodious flute sounded from a distance, Jun Shuili's expression changed, his bright eyes suddenly became hollow, and the ice that spread to the high seat instantly stopped in place. Jun Shuili changed the crutches from his right hand to his left hand, and before Huang Ziqi could react, he slapped his palm on Huang Ziqi's wheelchair and knocked her into the fire pit.