Mo Cao was too lazy to entangle with him on these trivial matters, so he ordered someone to bring three soft chairs, one to carry the faint Gu Xijiu, one to carry the emperor's clothes, and the other to carry the seriously injured Long Fan.

After the emperor got on this soft chair, he didn't toss it, and was carried by two attendants, and he browsed the scenery in the underground palace at will like an uncle, and occasionally commented a few words. It is said that it is more than cold here, but it is not elegant enough, and there should be a few potted plants or something on the aisle.

After all, Mo Cao had had many contacts with this Zuo Tianshi when he was Rong Che, and knew that his temperament was very strange, but at that time he looked up to him, and Zuo Tianshi didn't have him in his eyes at that time. He didn't have much real contact with him, it could only be regarded as a nodding acquaintance.

So in his heart, this Zuo Tianshi is still an extremely mysterious and extremely high mountain existence, at that time, Zuo Tianshi occasionally did something out of the ordinary, and he also felt that the masters had a strange temper, and it was normal to be a little weird.

At that time, the strange was called sex and mystery.

At that time, Mo Cao had an urge in his heart to pull this Zuo Heavenly Master down the altar and step into the mud.

At that time, he deeply felt that the reason why people like Di Fuyi were so good at pretending to be forced was because he was in a high position, and no one had ever been able to threaten him, and no one could really hurt him. If he falls down from the altar and becomes a prisoner, he will be disgraced and embarrassed, at least he will not dare to pretend to be forced again, let him look at his teeth itching.

But now this Zuo Tianshi was really caught by him, and he was injured like this, I didn't expect him to be so free and easy, so leisurely, not like a prisoner, but like an uncle who came to enjoy it!

Mo Cao felt that his heart was a little hot......

The elegant mask that has been cultivated for many years can't hold up, and when Emperor Fuyi pointed out that the fire-resistant jade arrangement pattern at the top of the underground palace road was not coordinated, he finally went wild, stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Emperor Fuyi: "Emperor Fuyi, if you don't close this mouth, the deity will cut your tongue!" ”

Emperor Fuyi looked at him lightly: "You want to break your oath?" ”

He also added an article to the oath made by Mo Cao, which is to kill the emperor but not to humiliate him, and once he insults him, he will be subjected to the catastrophe of thunder.

Therefore, Mo Cao can stab him and abolish his spiritual power, but he can't do things such as cutting his tongue, gouging out his eyes, etc.

Mo Cao naturally didn't want to break his oath, so he sneered and let go of him: "For the sake of you being a dying person, the deity doesn't care about you!" ”

So Emperor Fuyi was still sitting leisurely on the soft chair, and his fingers tapped on the soft chair under him: "Mo Cao, in fact, this seat is very confused, why don't you kill this seat now?" Staying in this seat for the New Year? Or, do you think that you once met this seat as Rong Che, or do you still have a little bit of incense? ”

Mo Cao suddenly smiled: "You'll know!" ”

He ordered someone to put the emperor in a special cell, this cell is very special, the walls around are naturally the kind of fire-resistant jade, but the inside is very hot, hot like a steamer, the emperor is placed on a hot stone bed, and then there are seven or eight soul locks wrapped around the body.

This soul lock is one step less virtuous than the lock spirit lock, and the lock spirit lock just can't use the spiritual power, but the spirit power will be cut off by the soul lock, once locked by this lock, no matter how big the ability is, there is no curse, and it is locked by this lock for more than ten days, and the spiritual power of the locked person's whole body will be eliminated.