Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

"That's right, Your Highness Sean, we destroyed that ancient teleportation array of yours." The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, raising an extremely charming arc, "You use that method to confuse your subjects, don't you think there is nothing in your heart?" Are you guilty?"

Luo Xien was shocked, and his tricks were exposed. He couldn't hold back, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Don't understand? Then let me tell you."

As soon as the voice fell, Ling Luo's figure appeared in front of the terrified Wuyang. She stretched out a hand and grabbed Wuyang's neck.

"High Priest, I beg you, this slave really didn't do it on purpose, slave..."

Before Wu Yang could finish his begging for mercy, he felt that the human skin mask had been removed from his face.

What was displayed in front of the world was a completely different woman's face. The facial features were at most only two points similar to Ling Luo's, and they were ordinary.

The human skin mask was hooked on Ling Luo's fingers, and a thin smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Your Highness, this method is too clumsy."

Luoxien's face turned cold, and he walked slowly in front of Wuyang, and said sharply: "Bold girl, dare to pretend to be the new high priest, and fool my thousands of people in Dongchen, she deserves to be punished!"

As soon as the voice fell, a icy sword emerged from his fingers, and pierced Wu Yang's heart fiercely.

Blood splattered on the bright yellow robe, forming a sharp color contrast. Luoxien's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were gloomy.

Ling Luo looked at this scene coldly, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips: "Abandon the car to protect the handsome, good job."

She did it on purpose.

Who made this Wuyang to be so arrogant just now, to point the hair at her again and again, and bring her so much trouble.

Let your master personally bury you, there is no more ecstatic way to die than this.

Ling Luo slowly passed by Luo Xien, leaving this bloody place.

Qin Xiaoya looked at this scene, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, he stepped forward and kowtowed: "The last general welcomes the high priest to come into the world."

Seeing this, the soldiers behind Qin Xiaoya followed suit one after another. They all knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome the High Priest."

The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled slightly, he glanced at them lightly, and said with a slight smile, "Get up."

After Qin Xiaoya got up, he turned his eyes to the dozens of people who were still burned by the black extreme fire, and he narrowed his eyes, and said: "High Priest, you are new to the post, it is not suitable to be too bloody, outside the Bingyao Temple, There are still many subjects watching."

Ling Luo glanced lightly at the dozens of people besieging her and Yu, and there was a trace of strangeness in her eyes.

These guys, after all, are just lackeys under Luoxien's subordinates. Since Wuyang is dead and he has done enough to disarm him, let these lackeys live.

After all, it's not a wise choice to push Luo Xien into a dead end when he first arrives.

Ling Luosu raised his hand, and all the black flames disappeared out of thin air.

And those people who were burned by the extreme fire were already half-burned, lying on the ground one by one, crying incessantly.

Seeing this scene, Luoxien frowned fiercely. He sighed heavily and said, "I have ordered these dozens of people to attack the high priest. They deserve what they deserve. They will all be pulled out and beheaded."

Ling Luo raised his eyebrows, the sarcasm in his eyes was clear, and he said: "His Royal Highness Xi En, that's how he treats his subordinates. The most ruthless is indeed the emperor's family. It is useless and can be thrown away in an instant."