"You don't care about the prince's treatment of this priest?"

Emperor Shenzhou gave him a cold look.

He sat on the throne all the time, looking coldly at the bold silver priest.

"A little priest of the sun and Moon Temple dare to be so rude to the prince." The voice of the great emperor was as cold as it was pulled out of the ice.

He put his hand to his forehead and beat his aching head subconsciously. He waved impatiently, "go, bring me the blissful cask!"

The faces of all the ministers suddenly became pale and ugly. There were several timid young ministers who were already standing in the back row and were a little shaky.

Mo Lian frowned slightly and looked up at the God son sitting on the top.

He didn't know what his father called the blissful bucket.

But seeing the flustered faces of the ministers, it's obvious that it's not a good thing.

Soon, Mr. Hu commanded four young eunuchs with white faces, and brought up a big wooden barrel with a height of one and a dark body.

"Dong." The barrel fell on the ground, heavy as it fell on the hearts of all people. People could not help but feel a little jump in their hearts. Their faces were inexplicably scared and filled up quietly.

The whole hall is quiet at this time, without any sound.

The silver priest also seemed to feel bad. The figure pressed by the purple forest guard could not help shivering a little, and hurriedly asked for mercy for himself, "my majesty! I didn't mean to despise Shenzhou! Please take a good look. I don't mean to disobey His Royal Highness! "

"Don't talk to him!" The emperor only felt that he could not get a headache. He reached out his hand and said angrily, "come, let the silver priest enjoy the blissful world."

Standing in the front row, Prince Kang's eyelids were slightly lifted, and the corner of his eyes was lifted up.

The king of Jianping on the left could not help shaking his body and moved back a little.

Mo Lian watched the crowd come forward and dragged the silver priest.

The silver priest cried with a pale face, "master protector, master protector save me, save me! Help me! "

The Royal old man of the sun and Moon Temple immediately responded and hurriedly stepped forward and called out, "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your majesty, you cannot do this! "

"Your majesty!"

The emperor's face was cold, and he didn't care what the old man in Royal Guards was saying.

He just looked coldly at the poor little silver priest under the steps and said coldly, "no one can despise my son in front of me."

The silver priest of the sun and Moon Temple, with a cold sweat flowing down like a waterfall, shrieked and begged for mercy, and shrieked again and again, "Your Majesty, your majesty, spare your life! Your Highness Prince, your Highness Prince, please forgive me! Dharma protector, master Dharma protector, help me! "

As soon as the old man of the royal guards took a step, he was pointed at his chest by a dozen of purple forest guards.

For a time, the atmosphere in the main hall showed the meaning of drawing a sword and drawing a crossbow.

Mo Lian's face was cold, and she looked at all these things like an outsider.

After the end of the blissful cask was staggered, the silver priest was immediately thrown into it as garbage.

Soon, the whole hall was filled with the priest's exaggerated and painful screams.