Chapter 908: Prison plague

"This little immortal acted arrogantly, agitated the fairy garden, blame the twenty immortal club, and entered the prison to listen to the fate!" Emperor Shiyin's voice passed coldly.
"Yes! Emperor." Immortal responded suddenly, pulling Luo Qingyu up and dragging out ...
Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly. From beginning to end, she didn't want to say a word.
There was only a hint of scorn in the corners of the lips ...
Emperor Shiyin, you said that you can protect me forever and ever, and now this life is not over, you will break your word ...
It turns out that love is a flash in the pan, and it has just faded as soon as it blooms ...
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The peace in the Chaohua Garden was restored, and Emperor Shiyin's hand touched the chessboard without saying a word for a long time.
The strand of hair was unconsciously held in the palm of his hand, cold and smooth ...
Yan Chi carefully looked at him: "Shi Yin, what are you going to do with this little fairy?"
Qing Huan said, "What else can I do ?! This woman insulted Heaven, abused the Emperor and the Lord, and refused to arrest and injured several Heavenly Soldiers. According to the Law of the Heavenly Court, she should be pushed to Thunder God's Terrace. Torture, dispel the soul, reenter the reincarnation— "
"Qing Huan, shut up!" Di Shiyin said coldly, his voice indifferent: "Before this seat, when is your turn to speak?"
Qing Huan's face was white, and she dared not speak.
Emperor Shiyin is a strict teacher, who has strict requirements on her. In addition to teaching martial arts, she usually does not even talk about gossip.
She was originally a girl who liked to be coquettish, but she didn't dare to face Emperor Shiyin.
A slight glance made all her insolent tempers away.
"Go out and copy the chalcedony 100 times!" Emperor Shi Yin said coldly.
Qing Huan had a bitter face, and the chalcedony had more than 10,000 words. Copying it a hundred times would kill her!
Unable to look at Yan Chi, he could ask her for help with her eyes.
Yan Chi coughed softly: "Release, why are you angry with a lower-level fairy, come, let's continue playing chess."
Inferior Xiaoxian?
Di Shiyin tapped his finger on the desktop, and a slight sneer appeared on the corners of his lips: "This little fairy is no worse than a god."
In a word, Yan Chi's face was white, and she lowered her eyes slightly, and sighed softly: "This is true. That child is a cultivating genius, but unfortunately his temper is too bad, and his mind is not correct. Go to God and become a pillar of heaven. Alas, unfortunately— "
Di Shiyin didn't speak again, took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea. He looked pale and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Release, you-are you disappointed with Yan Chi? Yan Chi's immortality is always difficult to make progress ..." Yan Chi slightly pouted.
Di Shiyin glanced at her, and sighed, "Yan Chi, you don't need to be so arrogant. Your skill is already pretty good. Besides, you also injured me because you saved me ..."
Yan Chi bit his lip lightly: "Release, I should save you. We are fatal friends, now we are again-you don't have to be kind to me."
Di Shiyin didn't know why, and he was always agitated, and stood up.