Under Ling Luo's control, the red and black fire element control thread entered Xuanyuan Yangyue's body.
Got you!
The corners of Ling Luo's lips were slightly raised in an extremely dazzling arc, and her ten fingers trembled rapidly at a speed that was difficult to reach with the naked eye.
Xuanyuanyang Yue became her puppet!
"What's going on?"
Xuanyuan Yangyue's hands suddenly stretched out from the left and right sides, and the dagger in her hand was forced to fall to the ground. Jingshu, who was taken as a hostage by her, was also freed.
Shocking flip!
Jingshu was so sad that her eyes lost focus, and she fell softly to the ground. Soon the Imperial Forest Army rushed up, helped her up, and pulled her away from the danger range.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yangyue had an anxious look on her face, struggling hard with her hands, trying to get rid of her potential.
However, the more she struggled, the more painful the area bound by the red and black fire element threads became, as if the whole body was about to be cut and broken.
"Who is it?!"
Xuanyang Yue's eyes flashed with extreme anger.
Who is it?
How dare you use her famous stunt to imprison her!
An unprecedented sense of shame came over me.
What made her feel even more frightened was that the person who controlled the puppet's threads was much better than herself!
Everyone in Fusheng Hall was extremely shocked.
Even Xiling Yunqing, who was feeling slightly unwell, suddenly stood up from the soft chair, narrowed her extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes dangerously, locked her eyes tightly, and slowly rose into the air without a trace.
Xuanyuan Yue who has the ability to resist.
Anyone with a higher level of cultivation than Ling Luo can see the crimson red fire element threads she released.
Soon, at least ten people in Fusheng Hall, including Xiling Yunqing and Xuanyuan Yu, discovered Ling Luo's existence.
Is it her?
Turns out to be that mysterious girl whom His Highness the Crown Prince loves so much?
She can actually use the same magic as Princess Yangyue. How did she come about?
Soon, the crowd surrounding Xuanyuan Yangyue automatically opened a road, and Ling Luo stood in the middle of the road.
After their vision became clear, everyone could clearly see that the red ancient runes engraved on Ling Luo's fingers were so similar to the golden runes on Xuanyuan Yangyue's hands.
No! Wrong!
The runes on Ling Luo's hand are much more advanced than those on Xuanyuan Yangyue! They are also much more powerful!
Seeing this scene, the corners of Xuanyuan Yu's lips raised slightly, creating an extremely dazzling arc. His Luo'er could always make everyone look at him with admiration at the most important moments.
"Come here! Capture Xuanyang Yue! Send her to death row! Send her to the Senate for trial tomorrow!" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes like black holes narrowed dangerously, and he ordered loudly to the imperial guards.
After Xuanyuan Yangyue was captured, everyone led by Xiling Yunqing left the Fusheng Hall, which was filled with the smell of blood.
In the middle of the peony banquet, such a tragic murder occurred.
After returning to the pavilions and pavilions of Peony Fenghua Garden, Xiling Yunqing looked a little pale and said nothing.
The entire banquet fell into a state of stagnation.
Seeing the queen's ugly face, even Xilingyin and Xilinghe, who were sitting next to the queen, did not dare to say a word.
The atmosphere was unusually depressing.
Xuanyuan Yu frowned, stretched out his fist, put it to his lips, coughed lightly, and said: "Queen Mother, otherwise, the peony banquet will end here."