The emperor's hand was one, and two black sticks appeared in his hand, which were handed to Meng Qitian.

Meng Qitian, like a treasure, hurriedly picks it up and checks it carefully.

This is the legendary no polar lock!

It's a delicate, complicated and mysterious pattern. It's just the same as what he saw in the book!

Four non polar sky locks, each of which can lock half of the power of ink lotus. He has been so powerful before. If all four sky locks are pulled out...

"I used to lock him with three sky locks before, and now I take out one more one to make him adapt slowly."

"The ink lotus is really admired!" Meng Qitian sincerely said that it was right to leave a hand to ink lotus before.

The emperor turned around and looked at him unfathomably with his eyes behind the mask: "Meng, there are no four shackles without the polar lock. The power of ink lotus is completely above me. Do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing?"

Meng Qitian respectfully said, "I dare not speak in vain, but I can only say that if Mo Lian is loyal to the emperor, it's a good thing, otherwise......"

"hahaha -" the emperor laughed, "Meng, I'm relieved if you say so. Mo Lian will be loyal to me, you don't have to doubt it."

"How can a sovereign be so sure?" Asked Meng Qitian boldly.

The emperor said with a smile: "all the rumors are not groundless. I believe you have heard a lot of them, haven't you? Molian is my child, he will not betray me. "

Meng Qitian's mind is muffled. There are countless rumors before, but he is shocked to hear the emperor's own admission.

Sure enough, the fact is frightening!

Mengqitian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, was trying to speak, looked up, but found that the emperor had left.

He stood in a cold sweat, thinking that the emperor appeared suddenly. Was that what he wanted to tell him?

Let him see wujitiansuo and tell him the life experience of Mo Lian... All these are like a cold warning, hitting Meng Qitian's nerves heavily.

Has the emperor noticed anything?

He tightly holds two airlocks, and there is a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.

The ink lotus on the bed exhorted, slowly opened his eyes, eyes empty, hands fumbled on the pillow again, and then slowly climbed up.

Hearing his movements, Meng Qitian hurriedly cleared up his doubts and said with a smile, "OK?"

"Meng?" The ink lotus slightly side face, then hurriedly asked: "where is the red lotus?"

Meng Qitian faintly felt something was wrong, but he was too frightened just now. He didn't think about it for a while, just smiled and said, "do you want to ask Honglian or huangbeiyue?"

There was a faint blush on the pale face of ink lotus. In a low voice, "you know..."

"ink lotus, why do you recognize that she is not a red lotus, but still treat her as a red lotus?" Asked Meng Qitian seriously.

"I..." Moulin panicked. "I just want to be with her."

"So you like her?"

Mo Lian nodded.

Meng Qitian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly he said "eh", looking at him: "ink lotus?"

On hearing his exchange, Mo Lian raised her head nervously and looked in his direction at a loss.

Meng Qitian finally understood what was wrong with the slightest energy in his mind just now. When the former ink lotus talked, even if it was a simple word, he would go back and forth and say it incompletely. If one word was missing, he would always let people guess.