At this time, Changle was still hiding behind the bushes, not daring to let out his breath, and staring there motionless.
Suddenly, a cold breath came from the back of his neck. When Changle looked back urgently, he saw a sharp knife sticking up from the side of his neck.
And the master holding the sharp knife, with a pair of mature and vicious eyes, is Lian Yu.
"It really took no effort at all. Xu Changle, you brought it to your door automatically. Don't blame me for being rude. Stand up!"
Lianyu shouted coldly, and Changle stood up following the sharp knife. Lianxian in front of the stone tablet also heard her voice and quickly followed her.
When he saw it was Chang Le, Lianxian bit his lip and sighed, "Take her to see the saint!"
Lianyu nodded and stared at Changle with cold eyes, "Don't play tricks, Lianxian, tie her hands up! Now that she has been caught, in addition to making her pay for Xie'er and Xiaoe's life,
And let the saint slowly torture her to death!"
"I know." Lianxian hurriedly went to tie up Chang Le, her lips were trembling a little and her face was a little gloomy.
Seeing Lianxian's trembling appearance, Lianyu immediately shot her venomous eyes, "Don't sympathize with this woman. It was she who killed Mo Xie'er and Xiao Evil. Don't say that she and the prince truly love each other. You
If you know that you are a saint, you must listen to the saint's words in everything."
Lianxian glanced at Lianyu lightly, "But if we hurt her and let the prince know the truth, he will hate the saint! Instead of letting him hate the saint, why not let us help them, and maybe he will be grateful to the saint.
Will a woman be moved by the saint in the end?"
"Idiot! Do you think the prince doesn't hate the saint now? We caused them to fall off the cliff at the same time. Even if we offer Xu Changle to him, he will still kill us by any means. I have seen the cruelty of Prince Cangqi before.
! Now we can only hope that the Holy Emperor will take action and take the prince to the Dark Illusion Palace, so that the Holy Emperor can wash away his past memories and give him a new life. Only in this way can he forget Xu Changle and fall in love with our saint!"
"What? You want to wash away Wuyou's memory?" At this time, Changle's eyes had already shot out a cold light, and he glared sharply at Lianyu.
I didn't expect them to be so bold and dare to put Chu Wuyou under house arrest. This was their intention.
Once Wuyou's memory is washed away, he will definitely forget himself and these hatreds, and falling in love with Fengcang will be just around the corner.
Such vicious thoughts, how could they change Wuyou's life at will without his consent? What if there are many good things in his memory that he doesn't want to forget?
In short, she would never let a vicious woman like Feng Cang succeed.
"Shut up! You have no right to ask, come with us!" Lianyu snarled coldly, suddenly stepped forward and slapped Chang Le on the face.
This slap was so severe that Chang Le's face turned red in an instant. On it was the palm power of an eight-star martial spirit condensed with all his mental power, which was a deep five-finger mark.
The pain from this palm made Changle stagger. Her eyes contained thousands of ices. No one had ever dared to touch her in this life.
But Lianyu dared to slap her, and she remembered this slap.
After the slap, Lianyu seemed to be relieved, and was about to raise her hand to slap her again. At this time, Lianxian had already stood in front of her and said to her in a deep voice: "Stop it! Do you think memory is so easy?"
It can be washed away, and besides, she looks so similar to the Saint, and the Holy Emperor hasn’t known about it yet, don’t you suspect there is something in it?”