At that time, the emperor was surrounded by a group of guards and maidens, wearing a powerful yellow robe.
He was very majestic and indifferent, which was not at all like the temperament of the current young master.
The young man in blue shirt sighed softly: "Who do you think I am?"
His voice was very gentle, and he felt like a handsome young man like jade.
"Which prince are you from the royal family?"
Lan Jingyi guessed that since he looked so similar to the emperor, he must be the prince of the royal family.
The blue-shirted young man raised his head and smiled, tapping the flute on his palm lightly: "Why don't you guess that I am the emperor?"
Lan Jingyi: "" The young man in blue shirt looked at her pretty face that had turned pale, and his eyes showed interest: "It's very surprising."
Lan Jingyi took a breath: "Since you are His Majesty the Emperor, are you entrusted by someone to save us?"
The blue-shirted young man sighed: "You are really innocent children.
I worked so hard to capture you, how can I be entrusted by others to rescue you again?
Do you think I am idle?"
The person behind all this is actually the emperor of Feixing Kingdom Lan Jingyi's face changed: "Why are you arresting us?
You should let me go as soon as possible.
Otherwise, my brother Huang will never let you go.
Not only will you be unable to succeed as emperor, but you will not even be able to save your life."
The young man in blue shirt smiled: "It turns out that the Holy Lord is actually your brother Huang, which is quite interesting."
He walked slowly to the blood ball, looked at Lan Jingyi inside the ball, and tapped it with the flute: " I heard that a drum made of shark skin can make a sound that can vibrate thousands of miles away.
I don’t know if that’s true.”
Lan Jingyi: "" The young man in blue shirt looked her up and down: "You have a nice mermaid skin.
It would be a waste of money to peel your skin off to make a drum.
Maybe it would be good to peel it off and make it into clothes.
You can embroider it with beautiful cloud patterns, which is both beautiful and protective." " Lan Jingyi's face turned pale: "Your joke is not funny, my brother Huang" "I want to bluff your brother Huang again.
In fact, if you don't mention him, I might be able to give you a good time.
But now that you mention him, it makes me feel a little uncomfortable.
I might have to manipulate you."
The blue-shirted young man flicked the flute in his hand, and a short knife as thin as a cicada's wing popped out of the flute, directly piercing the blood cell.
Lan Jingyi screamed and rolled out of the blood ball.
She was about to fall into the bloody water in the blood pool.
The silver thread in the palm of the blue-shirted boy flashed, wrapped around Lan Jingyi's thin waist, and then threw her to the shore Lan Jingyi was in shock.
Although she did not fall directly into the blood, a corner of her clothes was still stained with blood.
The blood was like sulfuric acid, corroding her clothes into pieces in the blink of an eye.
The skeletons in the blood pool began to scream and jump even more crazily.
Lan Jingyi wanted to get up after landing, but the man in blue shirt stepped up with one foot.
By chance, he stepped on her breasts, making her unable to get up again.
This young man in blue shirt is very annoying.
Not only does he step on it, he also twists it with his toes.
Lan Jingyi was in pain and shame, screaming: "You are obscene, let me go."
"This is obscene."
Although the actions performed by the blue-shirted young man were very obscene, his handsome face was full of glory: "I have an even more obscene trick, guess what it will be."
As he spoke, he gently lifted up her skirt with the sharp knife on the flute
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