"You regret it now, don't you think it's too late?" A low and cold voice came from the door, familiar and cold.
The Queen reacted suddenly - Lord?!
"Your Majesty." Seeing his tall figure slowly walking in, the queen murmured and lowered her head involuntarily, looking respectful.
"Yes." In response, Yan Luo walked around her and stood in front of the dragon bed. He looked down at the dying man, and after a while, he smiled sarcastically and said, "Is he critically ill?"
In his opinion, the man on the bed was in danger, but he was definitely not ill...
"Yes." The queen stood beside her. She was as calm and humble as a maid at the moment, answering questions as soon as she asked them.
"If he dies, I'm afraid it will take some time before he can open the imperial mausoleum, right?" Yan Luo said lightly, as if analyzing to himself, then turned to the queen, "I ask you, do you still want to open the imperial mausoleum?"
?"
"That's natural!" Putting away the hesitation just now, the queen answered simply. What she has supported for so many years cannot be put down just because she wants to.
However, when she looked at the pale emperor, her face couldn't help but worry: "If he doesn't survive the day after tomorrow..."
Then all plans would come to nothing.
"I ask him to hold on, and he can hold on." Yan Luo smiled coldly, and there was such determination in Yan Luo's voice that the queen couldn't help but be startled, and even looked up at him reflexively.
The indifferent expression and cold purple eyes made her flinch.
Fortunately, Yan Luo didn't notice.
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Yan Luo walked to a chair next to the emperor and sat down on his own. He took a leisurely look at the surrounding environment, with a look of leisure on his face.
He placed his hand on the table next to him seemingly unintentionally, tapping it rhythmically again and again. It was obviously a very simple tapping action, but it made the queen feel chilly. Every time he tapped, she couldn't help but feel...
Shake it.
"If you can't even bear this, you might as well go out and stand." Yan Luo raised his eyebrows and spoke impatiently in her direction.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me." The Queen apologized in a panic, but her body trembled again due to his blows, so she simply stepped back and looked in this direction quietly——
She was so curious! What on earth was the Lord doing?
At the beginning, there were no changes in the surroundings, but as time went by, the queen actually felt that the temperature in the room was a bit colder, and the man on the bed began to frown, as if he was deliberately struggling with something, even his body.
He also twisted uneasily.
The queen covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. She was extremely horrified - this is not martial arts! This is completely beyond the boundaries of martial arts and internal strength!
Could it be said that this is a strange magic? Unexpectedly, according to the rumors in the world, there are actually people who can use it now...
Yan Luo knocked on the table, looked at the man on the bed indifferently, and then glanced sideways at the queen next to him. He suddenly thought: If Su Tong were here, could she withstand this kind of "dark technique"? She knew how to do it.
Sound control person...
The person on the bed trembled, then regained his strange calm. Yan Luo's eyes narrowed and he suddenly slammed the table. The emperor's body turned over at the same time and sat stiffly on the bed.
"Pa!" There was a sound, Yan Luo high-fived, and the emperor's eyes opened, staring blankly ahead, like a living dead without any thoughts.
With a sigh, Yan Luo stood up directly, no longer paying attention to the person on the bed, and walked directly towards the door.
The Queen had been watching from the side, her face slightly pale. Seeing that he was about to leave, she hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... what's wrong with him?"
Him sitting like this made her feel even more terrified.
"Have you ever heard of a soul doll?" Qing Qing smiled slightly, and Yan Luo left the dumbfounded queen and walked out.
His mission has been completed. At least, the emperor will not die these days.
The queen was still in a state of astonishment, standing tremblingly far away, not daring to approach the emperor, the soul doll. She had heard this legend before entering the palace.
It uses a strange magic to absorb people's minds and turn them into soulless dolls. Such a person is more terrifying than the living dead! Because he is alive, but not as motionless as the living dead. He can
Being controlled and manipulated...
The Demon Lord is truly worthy of being the Demon Lord!
In the eyes of the queen, he...has become a demon!
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After walking out of the emperor's palace, Yan Luo walked slowly in the palace surrounded by corridors. He raised his head and glanced at the bright moon in the sky, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised - At this time, my good disciple, you should already be where you should be.
Is it a place?
His smile was so dazzling that it made people unable to open their eyes, but it quickly disappeared, hidden by his cold and indifferent appearance.
"Oh, what are you doing!" A sharp cry suddenly came from the nearby path, and a eunuch stumbled out of the darkness and scolded him, "Is the palace a place where you can walk around casually? Where did you come from?
Yes, you..."
Halfway through the words, he looked into Yan Luo's cold purple eyes and couldn't help but flinch. Shocked by the murderous look in his eyes, he swallowed with difficulty: "You... you..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a tightness on his neck and a piece of white silk wrapped around his throat.
"Under the whole world, I can go wherever I want..." Yan Luo said calmly, projecting an aura of pride with every move he made.
Then with a cool smile and a "stuck" sound, he easily solved the eunuch who was seeking his own death and left the palace.