Immediately, I heard him say in a cold voice: "Wu Ding, Qi Pan, very good!"
The two people who were called suddenly shrank their pupils and their hearts skipped a beat.
Before the two of them could react, they lost consciousness in the next moment.
In the main hall, the only traces of the two men were two masses of blood mist that had not dispersed.
At the same time, the remaining people in the hall felt light all over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure on them was finally lifted.
In the blood sacrifice space
Hua Yuqiong pushed open the door of the Holy Temple and stepped in.
The entire hall is crisscrossed with black black iron chains. One end of each black iron chain is connected to the four statues, and the other end is firmly connected to the shackles. And the person imprisoned by the shackles, his clothes
It's damaged, the hair is spread out, and the appearance can't be seen clearly. But...
Hua Yuqiong frowned slightly.
Why does she always feel that this figure looks so familiar?
*
"Relaxed?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, shocking everyone. They quickly held their breath and concentrated to reduce their sense of existence.
Jiye snorted coldly, "Everyone, please step aside. The protector and the high priest will stay."
After receiving the order from the Holy Lord, in an instant, the entire hall became a little empty.
Jiye looked at the people below and said, "Everyone, get up."
"Thank you, Holy Lord."
After those people finished speaking, they stood up straight and stood respectfully.
"Tell me, where did you go wrong?"
Among them, one had snow-white hair, white eyebrows that reached down to his chest, and a snow-white beard that hung down to his abdomen. Although he was holding a cane in one hand, his back was straight and his eyes were narrow. He took a small step forward.
He bent down and saluted Jiye.
"Back to the Holy Lord, this matter is all my fault. It was my negligence that led to my failure to discover Rao Gong's conspiracy earlier, and my failure to stop Rao Gong, which allowed him to escape!"
The man with a cold face next to the high priest then said: "Holy Lord, the high priest cannot be entirely blamed. The subordinates are also at fault in this matter. It was the subordinates who failed to stop Rao Gong and allowed him to run.
Already."
"Holy Lord, my subordinates are also at fault. They are unable to help them stop Rao Gong."
The protector with slender red phoenix eyes next to the cold-faced protector also followed suit.
Jiye glanced at the young shota beside the protector with red phoenix eyes.
"Jie, are you the same?"
Little Shota's face, which had some baby fat, looked more embarrassed at having been seen through.
"Yes...yes, Holy Lord..."
The chill around Jiye suddenly became biting, "It seems you all want to give Xing Prison a try."
The high priest had a serious face, and there was no expression on his face that was covered by his beard.
The protector with red phoenix eyes glanced at the man next to him who still had a cold face, blinked his eyes resignedly, and looked down at the ground.
The little shot called "Jie" pursed his lips and swallowed timidly.
"Shang," Jiye frowned, "take them to Xing Prison..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused.
Someone is touching his body!
Who is it?
Is it Lian Yu?
Shang was waiting for the order, but the voice of the Holy Lord stopped suddenly. He glanced at Jiye with some doubts and found that his expression was a little solemn. He lowered his head as soon as he got there, thinking secretly in his mind.
Does the Holy Lord want to increase the punishment on them, or lighten the punishment?
If the punishment is increased, how can he reduce the pain when he attacks them later?
——Jiye? Why was he locked up again? Wasn't he fine before?
The familiar voice came to his ears, Jiye's eyes flashed slightly, and all the chill in his body faded away. This chapter has been completed!