Chapter 302: help me!

Ye Xuan's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but glance at Zhu Yan next to him, asking for help.
"Supervisor Deer, I personally don't like to move the royal family out. It seems that I am a little bully." Zhu Yan's face was cold, and she said solemnly: "But, if your Baiqilou doesn't talk about credibility, then... "
"Second prince, you, you are forcing us." Lu Ming's expression was bitter, and his heart was too anxious. He was caught between Luo Xiaoman and Zhu Yan, really in a dilemma.
One is the temptation of the Luo family refiner, and the other is the deterrence of the imperial power, neither of which is something that I can ignore.
"Hey, I really can't do anything with you." Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman spread his hands and glanced at Mo Yuan, "People say that Yan Prison is tailor-made for him, so you can give it back to him."
"Yeah." Mo Yuan didn't say anything, and threw Yan Prison to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan was a little confused.
He couldn't think that Luo Xiaoman was so good to talk, and he directly threw Yan Prison over.
"Come!!" Ye Xuan raised his hand, his eyes sullen, and put on a handsome posture to catch Yan Prison.
However, Yan Yu turned in midair and flew back towards Mo Yuan.
what! ?
Everyone was stunned!
Unexpectedly, Yan Prison would turn on his own. This was clearly rejecting Ye Xuan.
"Humph!" Ye Xuan snorted coldly. With a movement, he rushed towards Yan Prison and grasped the handle of the sword.
The reason why he dared to speak wildly, saying that Yan Prison was tailor-made for himself, because he believed that Bai Qi Lou had already controlled Yan Prison and would not go back to himself.
At the same time, he coveted the murderous intent hidden in Yan Prison.
If he can draw out this killing intent, he can refine even stronger evil thoughts. This is the most important reason why he is unwilling to give up.
"Surrender to me!" Ye Xuan yelled, and suddenly lifted Yan Prison up.
Ok?
Just when he thought he could control Yan Prison, Yan Prison exploded with a terrifying suction and absorbed his own blood.
what happened?
Hasn't this fierce sword been suppressed?
Why would you bite me back?
Ye Xuan was stunned!
He couldn't help panicking, and quickly wanted to throw away Yan Yu in his hands.
However, Yan Yu seemed to stick to his own hands and couldn't get rid of it.
After a while, Ye Xuan's face had just regained his vitality, pale again, his body trembling weakly.
"Oh, Xiaoyezi, come on! Didn't you say that this fierce sword was tailored for you? How do you feel that you are about to be sucked up by it?" Luo Xiaoman waved his small fist and cheered for Ye Xuan Cheer up.
Seeing this little guy's joyous appearance, Ye Xuan's heart was angry and powerless, and he couldn't control this fierce sword at all.
"The second prince..."
"Brother Ye, didn't you say that you can control it?" When Ye Xuan was flat, Zhu Yan's expression became ugly.
This Ye Xuan is simply too stupid. Now he is not only begging himself for being boring, but he also caught up with himself.
"me……"
"Little Ye Zi, if you can't do it, just call for help." Luo Xiaoman lay on the Dabai Mountain, with his little hands on his chin, and his little feet bent and swayed, lazily saying: "Don't do it for the sake of a bit of face. Go up."
Ye Xuan's face was distorted, he was about to be unable to hold it anymore, did he have to force himself to use that kind of power?
It's just that it was almost exposed just now, and it must not be exposed again at this time, otherwise it will cause a murder.
"Help! Me!!" Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and shouted these two words in humiliation.
"Ah? What are you talking about? I can't hear you clearly." Luo Xiaoman tilted his head and said with a puzzled look.