After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Gurgling blood rushed out from the corner of the man's mouth. He kept his eyes open. Even though his heart was almost cut off by Lan Yu and his breathing was in great pain, he suddenly laughed strangely. The blood poured into his nose, choking him and unable to speak. Complete sentences, hoarse:

"Immortal Lanyu... you want to kill a hundred of me... I too, die is not a pity, but today... you let outsiders into Hongci Mountain privately, are you suspected of having liaison with foreigners... Your Majesty, and Your Highness... Make your own decision!!"

Lan Yu didn't want to listen to his nonsense. That fool who loves to impress people would be waiting for him in the most crowded place, waiting to show off his power, waiting for everyone to see his so-called emperor's appearance.

Since there is a watchdog sitting in front for him, the master must be in the sacrificial hall.

Lan Yu walked around the man and went directly to the sacrificial hall.

He couldn't stand someone being disrespectful to Chu Yitang. When he thought of him being tortured, Lan Yu wanted to kill that idiot immediately.

At that time, Chu Yitang was standing in the center of the sacrificial hall in shackles, with someone guarding him every ten steps away. There was also a man with swollen eyelids and a dull complexion sitting on the main seat of the sacrificial hall.

The man should be about the same age as Lan Yu, but at first glance he has weak kidney energy and is addicted to women. He is in no way comparable to a good boy like Lan Yu who goes to bed early and gets up early.

Speaking of which, he was taken away voluntarily. Chu Yitang remembered that Lan Yu said that he had to go back to work as an errand, so he couldn't cause trouble for Lan Yu. He was just handcuffed and stood there for a while. Even if Lan Yu had no conscience, he would still Come to him.

Chu Yitang looked at the black iron shackles on his wrists, and his thoughts couldn't help but feel a little dazed. He was thinking that he hadn't worn this thing for many years, it must have been a long time, so long that he couldn't remember clearly.

The man on the main seat was waiting a little impatiently. Before the two beauties newly admitted to the palace had time to go back and take a look, the attendant beside him quickly fanned him and blew his ear:

"Your Highness, don't be anxious. After all, this matter is a certainty. He has no way of denying the stolen goods. When the time comes, he will be slapped with a label, saying that he secretly brought the remnants of the Wu Ruins into the mountains. He will have to bear the charge of liaison with foreigners." Come on, let's think of a way to kill this guy below. If he dies without any evidence, Lan Yu won't be able to stand up even if he has extraordinary abilities."

When the man heard what he said, he felt all the depression in his chest disappear. He drank the wine in one gulp with a fierce look in his eyes:

"You little bastard, you know how to oppose me in every possible way. If Lan Yu hadn't relied on his dead father, he would be nothing! My uncle just pitied him as a bereaved dog, and he still wanted to suppress me everywhere! Didn't he win Gufu Mountain? Well, I have to get it this time!"

The attendant quickly answered: "Yes, yes, you are the pride of heaven, how can he compare with you? Your Highness is just waiting to see the good show."

The man was in a good mood and was about to drink another drink, when two people were suddenly thrown into the air and fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang, rolling and wailing.

The man was caught off guard and was so frightened that he almost fell down on his chair. His hand shook and the wine spilled all over him. When the attendant saw this, he panicked and shouted: "Someone will protect you! Someone will protect you quickly!"

Chu Yitang looked at the shackles and was not surprised when he heard the sound. He raised the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the little bastard was not too heartless.

Lan Yu stepped into the hall with a cold face, not even bothering to look at the cowardly pustule sitting on the seat.

Although the guards surrounding Chu Yitang were a little frightened when they saw this, they still held spears in their hands and gradually gathered together, pointing their spear points directly at Lan Yu, preparing to prepare.

The man gingerly climbed up from under the table and stuck his head out. Seeing that it was Lan Yu who came alone, he became more courageous.

He slapped the table and stood up. Although his calves were still shaking a little, he still had to hold on and not lose face. He said angrily:

"Well, Lan Yu, you brought an outsider into Ciyunhui Palace and didn't hold you accountable. I already gave you face. How dare you fight against someone from this Palace! Tianjing can't tolerate a giant Buddha like you now. Come on! Come on, please escort Sin Xian Lanyu to me and take him back to Tianjing for further treatment!"

Lan Yu raised his eyes solemnly, twirling the finger with his fingertips. The light from the finger changed, emitting little green and cold light, surrounding the whole body, and gradually transformed into shape in Lan Yu's hand.

When the cold light faded, what he held in his hand turned into a snow-white long sword. The strange lines on the sword were filled with dazzling snow light, and the sword's light was like frost, and it buzzed loudly.

He flipped his wrist and stabbed straight out with the long sword. The attack was so fierce that the sword blade broke through the air and roared towards him.

The guard had never seen such a magical weapon before. He quickly drew his gun to block it. Unexpectedly, before it could touch the sword body, it was all cut into pieces by the sword light. The force of the sword cracked the sky and the earth, and knocked the crowd several feet away. !

Lan Yu put the sword into its sheath. He could only see Chu Yitang standing in the center of the main hall. He saw that he was actually shackled, and his originally white skin was stained with red marks. Lan Yu's eyes were red. He was the one who had caused him trouble. , he shouldn't have brought him here, it was him who made him suffer.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Chu Yitang kindly reminded him: "This is made of black iron. It can't be opened easily. Why don't you wait until you get back to untie it."

Lan Yu shook his head, raised his hand, and covered his palm with black iron shackles. The black iron instantly boiled blood red and was as hot as lava. Lan Yu's hand was immediately burned to a bloody pulp.

But he acted as if he couldn't feel it, and used his magic power to melt the shackles wholeheartedly, until the shackles could no longer hold up and fell to the ground. His hands had already been burned beyond recognition, and the flesh and skin were burned away until the bones were visible.

He never expected that Lan Yu would set himself on fire to release his shackles. Chu Yitang was shocked. He knew how painful it was, the pain that gnawed his bones and burned his heart. Chu Yitang held his hand in a daze, wanting to blame him, but again Feeling distressed:

"Are you stupid? Can't I do it by myself? It hurts so much..."

Lan Yu's lips were pale and cold sweat rolled down his face. He wanted to open the black iron shackles. If he didn't have the key, he could only do it this way. He would rather bear it himself than let Chu Yitang suffer any damage.

Songxuan was scared to death by Lan Yu's sword and almost climbed up the pillar along the beam. Fortunately, a group of his dead soldiers arrived in time to protect him, and he survived.

When he saw that Lan Yu was willing to use his own cultivation to break the shackles on Chu Yitang, he immediately realized that the relationship between the two of them was anything but ordinary.

Seeing that Lan Yu was about to leave with his men, he jumped on the chair in a hurry and shouted: "Go and arrest that spy! Go quickly, you loser, and catch that spy from me!"

The leader of the dead soldiers was well-trained and flew forward as soon as he received the order.

But he didn't expect that Lan Yu still had the energy to fight back. He only heard the roar of thunder in the sky, and the sky turned dark for a moment. Suddenly, a shocking thunder exploded through the roof, and it exploded at his feet. The dead man paused in his steps and could no longer move forward. step.

Songxuan's eyes were about to burst. If he saw correctly, what Lan Yu had just summoned was Tian Lei.

It's a thunder that can kill the gods with just one strike!

"If anyone dares to come forward within three steps, I will kill him without a burial place."

A flash of lightning suddenly appeared in Lan Yu's hand. He glanced at Song Xuan one last time and said slowly: "Song Xuan, I once respected you as the nephew of the God Emperor and tolerated you in every possible way. After today, you can take care of yourself."

He could tolerate being targeted at him everywhere, but if he grasped Lan Yu's bottom line, there was no need to tolerate it anymore.

Good for it.