Chapter 121: Ambitious (2)

That night, the food was sent to the dungeon, and the emperors who were once supreme were now reduced to prisoners, and in the dark dungeon, one pass was several days. Flash Dance.

The temple didn't care about their thoughts anymore, and such a direct approach was already completely torn in the face.

Long Xi, who was still disguised as the Holy Dragon Emperor, was locked in the cell opposite Monsoon Yan, watching the jailer leave after delivering the meal, Long Xi did not rush to move the meal, but walked directly to the edge of the cell and looked at Monsoon Yan on the opposite side.

Ji Fengyan seemed to notice Long Xi's actions, slowly raised his eyes, and showed a smile at Long Xi, then looked at his dinner, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

“.”

The sound of monsoon smoke was not small, enough to make the imprisoned emperors in the entire dungeon hear it clearly, and everyone's hearts sank.

However, they were also accustomed to the current situation, Monsoon Smoke was always around when she spoke, and she was not afraid of being noticed by the jailers, and over time, the emperors also discovered that no matter what Monsoon Yan said, as long as she spoke, no sound would reach the ears of those jailers.

"Empress, what are we going to do now?" An emperor asked.

Ji Fengyan smiled slightly: "Since people have prepared such a 'delicious' meal for us, how can we live up to it at will?" You can enjoy it. ”

There was silence in the dungeon, and no one responded, but just as Monsoon Smoke landed on the ground, all the emperors seemed to be ready, picked up the food in front of them, and took a deep breath.

Ji Fengyan glanced at Long Xi, and the two of them had a tacit understanding.

In the dark night, in the cell, there was only the sound of chewing, which was creepy.

The jailer who sent the food only felt chills all over his body, and his heart beat wildly.

Turbulence!

A crisp sound sounded in the cell, and terrible screams rang out one after another.

The jailer's face turned pale, and he raised his eyes to look at Long Yue who was standing at the entrance of the cell.

Long Yue listened to the last wails of those emperors, and a cruel and sinister smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Before dawn, we disposed of all the corpses." After Long Yue dropped such a sentence, he turned and left the dungeon.

Tomorrow, he will be the only king of this world!

After the dragon leaped away, several pale-faced jailers walked to the depths of the dungeon filled with death, and they saw a king locked in the dungeon, bleeding from seven holes and lying on the ground, the heavy smell of blood made their faces extremely ugly.

In the midst of struggle and fear, they opened the cell door and carried out the corpses inside, and then opened the cells one by one, and moved out the corpses of the emperors one by one.

When they opened the dungeon where Monsoon Smoke was located, their expressions had become almost numb, and they were about to reach out and drag Monsoon Smoke's "corpse" out of the dungeon!

Monsoon Smoke, who had been tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The jailers let out a wail and fell to the ground in fright.

Ji Fengyan immediately stood up, looked at the jailers with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, and before the jailers came to their senses, a few runes in Ji Fengyan's hands flew out suddenly, and the rune paper was pasted on the chests of those people, and a green smoke suddenly rose, and the rune paper ignited on the chests of those jailers, turning into green smoke and submerging into their bodies in an instant!