Chapter 2660 4.350 The Mentality of the Emperor to Protect the Calf

"The prince treats this priest like this, you don't care about it?"

The Great Emperor Shenzhou gave him a cold look.

He always sat on the throne, looking at this daring silver priest with a cold expression.

"A little priest from the Temple of the Sun and Moon dares to be so rude to the prince." The emperor's voice was as cold as being fished out of a glacier.

He put his hand on his forehead, subconsciously beat his aching head, and waved his hand irritably, "Go, bring me the bucket of bliss!"

The faces of the courtiers suddenly became pale and unsightly, and there were a few timid young courtiers who were already standing in the back row, and their bodies were shaky.

Mo Lian frowned slightly and looked up at the Divine Son of Heaven sitting above.

He didn't know what this bucket of bliss was in his father's mouth.

But looking at the flustered expressions of the courtiers, it is obviously not a good thing.

Soon, Eunuch Hu instructed four white-faced young eunuchs to bring up a large wooden barrel that was as tall as one person and covered in darkness.

"Boom." The wooden barrel fell on the ground, as if it had fallen heavily into the hearts of everyone. People couldn't help but feel a slight thump in their hearts, and they felt an inexplicable aura of fear, which quietly permeated them.

The entire hall was silent at this time, and no sound fell.

The Silver Priest also seemed to feel that something was wrong. The figure pressed by Zi Linwei couldn't help but shuddered slightly, and hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, "My esteemed majesty! I didn't mean to despise Shenzhou! Please! Mingjian. I, I have no intention of disobeying His Royal Highness!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him!" The emperor only felt a headache, and he stretched out his hand and waved angrily, "Come on, please, the Silver Priest, enjoy the blissful world."

Standing in the front row, Prince Kang raised his eyelids slightly, and the corner of his eyes couldn't help but lift up.

On the left, King Jianping couldn't help shaking his body and took a step back.

Mo Lian watched the crowd rush forward and dragged the silver priest up.

Baiyin Priest kept calling with a pale face, "Be in charge of protecting the law, being in charge of protecting the law, save me, save me! Save me!"

The brocade-clothed old man in the Temple of the Sun and Moon also reacted at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Your Majesty, you can't do this!"

"His Majesty!"

The Great Emperor had a cold face, completely ignoring what the brocade-clothed old man was saying.

He just stared 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 in the Temple of the Sun and the Moon, with cold sweat dripping down like a waterfall, he screamed and begged for mercy, and screamed, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty! Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, please forgive me! Dharma protector , in charge of protecting the law, save me!"

As soon as the old man in brocade clothing took a step, a dozen Zilin guards turned their swords upside down and pointed at his chest.

For a time, the atmosphere in the hall showed a sense of tension.

Mo Lian's face was cold, looking at all this like an outsider.

After the lid of the bliss bucket was staggered with a palm, the Silver Priest was immediately thrown into it like garbage.

Soon, the entire Qianyuan Hall was filled with the priest's exaggerated and painful roars and screams.