Since King's Landing made it clear that he would not invite the royal medical officer, Tullo and Kelt could only remain silent and obey the orders issued by King's Landing.
After letting the two people leave, Jun Lin quickly closed the door of the imperial study and told everyone for four days not to be disturbed by anyone.
This damn Helan was given some kind of magic medicine, it was so powerful. If he hadn't always been extremely self-disciplined, he might have fallen into a state of eternal disaster.
Thinking of this, his teeth gritted loudly.
But Helan was right about one thing. His little one, Tian'er, was really incomprehensible and would stretch out his sharp little claws from time to time. He was really an unlovable little guy.
Jun Lin was so miserable. At this moment, his mind was really full of longing thoughts. He was rolling around with his baby in his arms, feeling unspeakably depressed. Finally, he forced himself to sit down and calmed down, his whole body forming a sheet of blue ice.
The heat in my heart has not faded away, and the pain in my body is gradually increasing. However, my whole body is sealed in blue ice crystals like an ice sculpture. This layer of ice crystals slowly expands and climbs up to the nearby ground, tables and chairs, until
The door frames and windows turn the entire royal study into a sea of blue ice crystals...
The guard was standing outside the door. When he heard some noise, he turned around and stared blankly at some ice crystals that came out of the crack in the door. They quickly wrapped the door lock and sealed the space of the royal study.
A look of awe suddenly appeared in the eyes of the guards.
I knew their king was powerful, but I didn't expect that the water element seal he created was so powerful!
Soon after.
"Let me pass!! I want to see the emperor! Get out of the way! Let me pass!!" The angry shouts were blocked by a row of guards like a human wall.
Monkdo looked at the man who came randomly and clamored to see the emperor with a serious look on his face, "Grand Master! The emperor will be in seclusion for four to five days. Please come back later to ask for an audience."
"What? What kind of closed door is this? Are you trying to avoid me on purpose?" The Imperial Preceptor shouted angrily, "Let me see the emperor! I want to see the emperor! I want to ask him face to face why he sent someone to arrest him.
Helan captured him? What does this mean?"
That man, without any explanation, arrested Helan and took him to a secret place. He heard that he was going to be brutally punished, but what exactly was this? Why should he avoid hearing and eyes and do it secretly?
Monkdo glanced at him with slight contempt and said, "Master, please go back. The emperor has given an order that no one is allowed to intercede for Helan. If the master knew that this woman had done something outrageous, he would definitely tell her immediately."
Just let it go."
"What did you say?" Rumors were spreading outside, all talking about Helan's failed attempt to seduce the emperor by breaking into the imperial study without giving orders.
These random rumors really made Imperial Master Zama extremely angry.
He must meet Helan in person and find out the truth of the matter!
"Alright, Imperial Master Zama." Monkdo held his sword with one hand and said with a cold smile, "His Majesty has issued a death order. If you dare to break into the imperial study without permission, don't blame me for being rude!"
"You!!" Imperial Master Zama held his breath, raised his voice for a long time, waved his sleeves angrily, and left in a hurry.
Let's talk about Helan. After being carried out by a group of people, he was immediately hit hard on the back of the head and knocked unconscious and blindfolded.
When she woke up again, she found herself in a dark and damp dungeon. She had no idea where she was. No matter how loud she shouted, no one answered her.
Helan didn't know how long it had passed, but Helan felt thirsty, hungry, and tired. His wrists strangled by the slings were stained with blood, and he was mentally exhausted.
At this time, the iron door suddenly opened, and a woman who was obsessed with hooks walked in the door with a smile and exclaimed, "Hey, this little face is quite pretty."
"What are you doing? What are you going to do?" Helan suddenly felt a chill on his back, shook his head and exclaimed, "Help, come here! Help! Help!"
The woman's eyes flashed, and the dark curved hook in her hand suddenly hooked into her mouth.
Ni Tian and other team members were sitting in the competition area, watching the melee on the field intently.
There have been three team battles just now, involving the three teams of Lei Shaoyang, Huo Lie, and Shui Yue. The team battles with the Holy Land were won almost simultaneously in a one-on-one manner. The members of both teams were attacked by the captains of both sides and fell to the ground.
rise.
The three winning team members from the other side are Fang Sheng, the Holy Son from the Qingchi Holy Land, Xue Shengyi, the Holy Son from the Fuyao Holy Land, and the Holy Son from the Zhaoxia Holy Land.
It is worth mentioning that Xue Shengyi, the Saint of Fuyao Holy Land, had no chance of defeating Huo Lie, but she drank three bottles of potion in a row, and then she was able to tie with Huo Lie.
He walked away with his face pale and quite reluctantly.
Ni Tian glanced at her, then shook his head and said speechlessly: Why is this necessary? Isn't it that if you take potions indiscriminately, you will be in bad luck!
After three competitions, only six players were selected, which was a bit unexpected.
This scene is a battle between Fengjing and the disciples led by Holy Land Wolfberry.
Obviously, the goggles side is slightly better and has a greater chance of winning.
Seeing that the incense stick was about to burn out, the goggles side was able to finalize that eight people would be qualified to win, while the other side seemed to be able to pass at least five people.
Calculated in this way, after adding up the four games, there will be 20 winners.
Soon, the number of people passing by each side was added up, and it turned out to be almost as expected, which was only twenty people.
Then there are only sixty-six people in the remaining three games. Both the Holy Land and the Imperial Academy hope that the more people can pass, the better. If they all pass, there are still more than a hundred left.
This means that among these losing players, there will be a second round of competition until the number of 100 people is reached.
After a short break, the fifth game began.
This time, it was Qin Yao who led the Imperial College students step by step.
Ni Tian didn't know much about this Qin Yao, and with her arrogant little temperament, she really didn't bother to understand her.
Anyway, this man usually looked lukewarm when he saw her, so why should she get in trouble with him?
The disciples of the Holy Land, led by a graceful woman who appeared in the air, met Qin Yao with a look of ice on his face.
The audience was filled with joy, "Look! It's the Holy Maiden of Dreams from the Holy Land of Dawn."
"Wow, Saint Meng Pianran. It is said that she is a fire element summoner! So powerful! Everyone, look! Summoner, summoner!!"
"We can definitely win the game this time! Saint Meng Pianran is so powerful! She can definitely lead many people to pass the incense stick competition!"
Meng Pianran raised her eyes as black as sandalwood, her long hair half hanging around her waist, with a faint expression on her face. She looked at Qin Yao across from her, neither surprised nor happy, and calmly clasped her fists, "Please."
Ni Tian sat cross-legged on a chair, took out a banana from the space, and peeled it while watching, "It seems very strong. Could this dream Pianran be the hidden trump card of the Holy Land? It seems that our classmate Qin Yao has a
It’s been a tough fight, oh haha.”
Everyone shot at her with their eye daggers, and they all said, "Classmate Ni Tian, whose side are you on?"
"Why the hell do I think you're a bit gloating about someone else's misfortune?"
"Is there any?" Ni Tian touched her little nose and looked back at the classmates with an innocent face. Could it be that the pride on her face was so obvious with her cough?
Qin Jue couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to touch her little head, "Although Yao is usually a bit cruel to you, he still likes you very much."
"I didn't see it." Ni Tian muttered.
"Come on, Your Excellency Meng Pianran!!"
"Come on, Sir Qin Yao!"
Waves of chants filled the top of the square, adding to the extremely brilliant atmosphere of the battle.
"Bang" and high fives.
Meng Pianran and Qin Yao stepped back at the same time, while a group of kids below rushed forward bravely as if they had taken stimulants.
Ten team members collided with ten team members, and both sides began to use their dirty tricks, with energy flying back and forth, criss-crossing.
And Meng Pianran used a long staff, and the magic beast star pattern under her feet lit up! A pair of dark eyes turned into a stern color, and her voice was clear, "Xiao Zi, come out!"
"His! Hiss! Hiss!" A huge python with purple and black patterns all over its body, coiled up as high as a three-story building, suddenly appeared on the scene, startling all the people in the battle.
The two Imperial College students ran back in a hurry, yelling angrily, "If you don't do this, I'll beat you up. Why are you summoning a monster?"
Staring at the giant purple-black python, he jumped up excitedly, "Haha, what a guy! What a guy! A strange beast, a strange beast!! Hahaha! Your Excellency Meng Pianran actually shot a strange beast
, Lotus root leaf, there is a good show to watch!"
The Imperial College cheerleaders flew over with a pair of double-eyed daggers, "Student Nitian, Nitian! Nitian classmate!!"
Ni Tian was immersed in excitement, dancing and saying, "Come on, come on! Your Excellency Meng Pianran, come on!!"
It was so loud that even the disciples from the Holy Land next door couldn't help but turn around and look here.
They all want to see clearly, what is this Nitian classmate doing?
Which country is she from?
The giant beast's tail pressed down and swept through a group of people. If the crowd had not dodged in time, they would have been crushed by the giant python's tail and passed out.
Qin Yao's eyes were filled with fighting intent, his sword light flashed, and dozens of sword energy appeared in all directions, rushing toward Meng Pian.
"Wow!! You can actually send out dozens of sword energy at the same time!!"
"What realm is your Excellency Qin Yao in?"
"Idiot! Don't disturb others watching the game!"
"Hahaha! Even if Lord Qin Yao is a very powerful swordsman, he cannot be the opponent of the Summoner! In this round, your Imperial Academy will definitely lose! The whole army will definitely be annihilated!"