Chapter 863: Open the Holy Land, Spiked Back Dragon (1)

Cheng Liu's face changed. He didn't expect that he had already exposed Feng Luan's entanglement with Lan Shaoling, and Bai Yan would still protect her like this!
"Miss Bai, you said not long ago that there will be no favoritism in the Holy Land, so why do you want to protect her now?" Cheng Liu clenched his fist tightly, his heart trembled, but now, he only There is one way to go and nothing else.
Bai Yan raised that beautiful smile again: "Is it possible...you don't know, there are countless eyes staring at you in the realm of the secret? Would I not know what you did in the realm of the secret?"
"What did you say?" Cheng Liu paled in surprise.
Bai Yan meant that all his actions in the Little Secret Realm were seen by the people in the Holy Land?
How could this be?
For a moment, Cheng Liu's legs were a little weak. He stepped back, firmly grasping the hand of the attendant beside him, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Bai Yan's body leaned languidly on the back of the chair, and a head of blue silk was scattered down, all over the country and the city, so beautiful that it was so beautiful.
"So, now I only give you one chance, do you confess truthfully by yourself, or..."
Puff!
Cheng Liu finally couldn't hold on, his knees softened, and he knelt in front of Bai Yan, swishing down in cold sweat, soaking his clothes.
With despair in his heart, he closed his eyes slightly, and a wry smile hung on his face.
That's it, this time, he's completely finished!
Before Cheng Liu could speak, the people behind him couldn't bear the pressure of the pale face, and quickly knelt down.
"Miss Bai, it's none of our business. It's all instructed by Master Cheng. Please let us go. We will never violate the rules in the future."
The crowd knocked their heads to make a sound, and almost knocked out a big hole in the ground. Their expressions were full of anxiety, for fear that Bai Yan would condemn them together!
When Cheng Liu saw that these people didn't confess, his heart trembled unconsciously, and opened his eyes lightly. His eyes no longer had the original viciousness, and replaced by a deep despair.
His face was ashen ashes, and he looked up at Baiyan in a daze, wondering what kind of punishment the Holy Land will punish him next.
Chu Yiyi glanced at Cheng Liu, turned her head to look at the lazy and domineering red-clothed woman beside her, and asked, "Baiyan, why do I not know that there are countless pairs of eyes looking at them in the trial ground? When are you? Sent?"
Bai Yan shrugged and smiled: "I'm just making a joke, who knows he can't stand the joke so much."
joke?
Those kowtows stopped their movements immediately, Cheng Liu's expression also froze, a pair of shocked eyes stared at the girl in red who stood up from the chair, and for a moment he forgot to breathe...
She just said that what she said was just a joke?
And they, just because of this joke, all do not confess to it?
"Qinghong, you should know what to do with these people," Bai Yan stretched lazily, and walked off the platform slowly, "Yiyi, let's go."
Chu Yiyi followed Bai Yan, and quickly walked out, leaving Cheng Liu's group in a daze. Then, a chill rushed into their hearts. They trembled, turning their heads to look at those who did not know when they came to their side Qinghong.
"Qing...Master Qinghong." Cheng Liu swallowed hard.
Without waiting for him to speak, Qinghong's indifferent voice followed the wind.