Chapter 1682
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At that time, the emperor was surrounded by a group of guards and maids. He was dressed in a yellow robe and looked very cold. It was completely different from the man now. So, she was not sure if he was …
The man in blue sighed softly. "Who do you think I am?" His voice was very gentle, like a handsome man.
"You … You are from the royal family?! Which prince? "Lan Jingyi guessed that since he looked so similar to the emperor, he must be from the royal family.
The man in blue looked up and laughed. He gently tapped the bamboo flute in his palm. "Why don't you guess that I am the emperor?"
Lan Jingyi was speechless.
The man in blue looked at her pale face, and his eyes showed interest. "Are you surprised?"
Lan Jingyi took a deep breath. "You … Since you are the emperor, then … Are you here to save us? Who asked you to do this? "
The man in blue sighed. "What a naive child. I have spent so much effort to capture you. How can I be asked to save you? Do you think I am that free? "
The mastermind behind all this was the emperor of the Feixing Kingdom!
Lan Jingyi's expression changed. "You … Why did you capture us? Let me go as soon as possible! Otherwise, Brother Huang will not let you go easily! Not only will you not be the emperor, but you will also lose your life! "
The blue-shirted young man laughed, "So the Holy Senior is actually your Brother Huang. This is interesting." He slowly walked to the side of the blood ball and looked at Lan Jingyi who was in the ball. He knocked the ball with his bamboo flute. "I heard that a drum made from the skin of a mermaid can produce a sound that can travel a thousand miles. I wonder if it is true? "
Lan Jingyi was speechless.
The man in blue looked at her. "Your mermaid skin looks good. It would be a waste to peel off your skin to make a drum. Perhaps it would be a good idea to make clothes. I can embroider beautiful cloud patterns on it. It would be beautiful and protective."
Lan Jingyi's face turned pale. "You … This joke … This joke is not funny. My Brother Huang …"
"Are you trying to scare me with your Brother Huang? Actually, if you hadn't mentioned him, I might have given you a quick death. But since you've brought him up, it makes me a little uncomfortable. I might have to deal with you properly. "
The young man in blue flicked his bamboo flute, and a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing popped out from the bamboo flute, directly piercing the blood ball.
Lan Jingyi screamed and rolled out of the blood ball. Just as she was about to fall into the blood pool, a silver thread flashed in the blue-shirted man's palm and wrapped around Lan Jingyi's waist. Then, he threw her to the shore …
Lan Jingyi was still in shock. Although she did not fall directly into the blood, a corner of her clothes was still stained with the blood. The blood was like acid, corroding the corner of her clothes into pieces in the blink of an eye.
The skeletons in the blood pool began to shriek and jump even more crazily.
After Lan Jingyi landed on the ground, she wanted to get up, but the man in blue stepped on her chest, making her unable to get up.
This blue-robed young master was extremely hateful. Not only did he step on it, he even used the tip of his foot to pinch it.
Lan Jingyi was both embarrassed and in pain. She screamed, "You … pervert! Let me go … "
"That's perverted?" Although the blue-robed young master's actions were wretched, his handsome face was bright. "I have an even more perverted trick. Guess what it is?"
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