A white jade mask is white and flawless, and from Mo Jiu's angle, the jaw line that is not completely covered by the white jade mask is smooth, as if it is a character outlined in a comic, and the outline is perfect.

Mo Jiu was still stunned, and a low, magnetic voice came from above his head. However, there was a faint anger in his voice.

"When you encounter danger, why don't you find a teacher?"

Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, what do you mean? The master is not a spirit animal, he can be on call. How is she going to find him?

Emperor Zun seemed to see the question in Mo Jiu's heart, and said: "If you really have a teacher in your heart, a teacher can naturally appear at any time." ”

Mo Jiu's eyes widened instantly. He wouldn't be telepathic with her like Coke, would he? Why did he know what was going on in her heart?

Mo Jiu just wanted to open his mouth to ask what he was thinking, but suddenly remembered that he was in the environment, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the surrounding environment clearly.

The cauldron cell was surrounded by a high wall, and within the high wall there were three cells that looked like the same pot.

All three cells are made of a kind of metal that glows blue, giving it a heavy, cold look from the outside. From the outside, it's hard to imagine that its temperature could burn people alive.

And outside this cell, there were heavy guards, but at this moment, all those guards fell to their knees on the ground, including the eunuch who caught Mojiu.

There are hundreds of these people, kneeling here in unison, and the emperor is holding her like this?

"Master, the apprentices can go by themselves."

When Mo Jiu said this, he suddenly felt that the emperor's breath became a little cold.

"You're hurt."

Emperor Zun's answer was very brief, and there was no meaning to explain more. But Mo Jiu was uncomfortable. After all, she is now a woman dressed as a man, and in public, it's not good to be held by a man like this, right?

Mo Jiu wanted to struggle, but he felt that it would look twisted, so he simply bit his lower lip and said nothing.

Emperor Zun looked at Mo Jiu's appearance, lowered his head slightly, and his voice was like a spring breeze, which made Mo Jiu's ears a little numb.

"You are a beloved disciple of the deity, and you don't have to care what other people think."

Mo Jiu raised his head, and then he had some deep eyes at the God Venerable. There seemed to be an incomprehensible softness in it.

Mo Jiu had not visited his master alone in his previous life, so he did not know the mode of getting along between master and apprentice.

Maybe in this fantasy world, the master and apprentice are intimate, and this mode of getting along is just that she is not very accustomed to being a traverser from another world.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu no longer twisted, and generously leaned into the arms of the emperor. And complained: "Master, if you come one step too late, the disciples will die." It was they who didn't take the master seriously, knowing that Mo Jiu was the apprentice of Emperor Zun, and they wanted to kill Mo Jiu in this cruel way. ”

Emperor Zun was surprised at why the little apprentice who had a look of death a moment ago suddenly changed his attitude so quickly. But when I think about it, the corners of my lips under the mask have curved a curve, and even the light of my eyes has changed their brilliance.

"Oh? Is there such a thing? ”

When he said this, he spoke in a kind tone as if he were chatting with an old friend, but the kneeling people trembled in place.

It was still the eunuch Su who said intermittently: "Lord Emperor Zun, is it...... Ink...... The eldest prince killed his mother online, and it was the emperor's decree to let the ministers carry it out...... Death penalty ......"

"Since you can catch the apprentice of the deity, the evidence must be conclusive, right?"