This dead woman was killed out of thin air. The truth was that she was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
But - now is not the time.
Qin Xiaoya's lips curled up slightly, and he bowed and said, "Your Highness, I'm afraid this trip is not appropriate. There are thirteen clergy here. It's better to send him to the Imperial Hospital for treatment."
Luoxian pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing.
Today, he was completely disgraced and nothing he said had any weight.
Even when Luo Ge was here, he had never slapped him in the face so hard. This Ling Luo, regardless of whether she was the real high priest or not, must be eliminated!
"Since His Highness Xien didn't say anything, he agreed." Ling Luo looked at Qin Xiaoya and said with a smile, "Vice General Qin, you can handle this matter."
"As you command, High Priest." Qin Xiaoya's eyes flashed with joy.
These are all the Prince's people. As long as they are in his hands, they will be tortured, bombed and interrogated, and they will always be able to elicit some useful information for His Highness the Fourth Prince.
Qin Xiaoya ordered his men to carry down the dozens of burned people, clean up the corpses and blood stains, and then walked outside the door of Bingyao Temple, facing thousands of Dongchen people who were looking forward to it.
, announced loudly——
"The false high priest has been put to death, and the real high priest has come to the world. Please enter the temple, and let all people worship and congratulate you on the prosperous world!"
Shocking cheers erupted from the square outside the entrance of Bingyao Hall. After a while, thousands of people poured in.
Ling Luo stood in front of the ice sculpture of the first high priest, looking at the admiring eyes of all the people, but her heart was beating.
She reached out her hand, gently poked Xuanyuan Yu behind her, and said via voice: "Yu, what should we do next?"
Xuanyuan Yu chuckled softly and said, "Whatever Luo'er wants to do can be done."
No matter what she does, he will always support her.
Ling Luo took a deep breath, her eyes drifted to Chunbai squatting on her shoulders, and she exchanged souls: "Can you spit out the Cang Yu Eyes?"
Chunbai blinked her big crimson eyes and said, "Since the master wants it, then of course it's okay."
If those vicious guys just wanted to cut open his belly and take out the beautiful beads, he would not compromise under any circumstances.
As a result, the big white furball spit out the wet bead covered in saliva and handed it to Ling Luo as if to please.
Ling Luo looked at the inexplicable crimson liquid stuck to Cang Yu's pupils, and her heart twitched hard.
"It's a bit disgusting." She expressed the most intuitive feeling in her heart.
Chunbai felt a little aggrieved, and a layer of water shone in her crimson eyes as she said, "Master, you dislike me..."
Nonsense, there is so much sticky saliva, if you don’t dislike it, who do you dislike?!
Ling Luo squinted her eyes and glared at Chunbai with contempt, then took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wrapped the Cangyu Eye in it, wiped it carefully for a while, and then put it in the palm of her hand.
She pinched Cang Yu's pupils, held them in front of her eyes, and looked at them carefully.
Why did she look so similar to the fire-sealing bead that her mother left to her before she died?
They are all the same red-black color, and even the ancient patterns engraved on the surface are exactly the same.
Could it be that Cangyu Eyes and Sealing Fire Pearl are a pair?
Just when Ling Luo was frowning in confusion, thousands of subjects below were already prostrate on the ground, kowtowing again and again.