At this time, Chang Le was still hiding behind the bushes, not daring to breathe, and stared there motionless.

Suddenly, a cold breath came from the back of the neck, urgently, when Chang Le looked back, he saw a sharp knife standing beside his neck.

And the master holding the sharp knife has a pair of mature and vicious eyes, which is love language.

"It really didn't take much effort to come, Xu Changle, you sent it to your door automatically, don't blame me for being rude, stand up!"

Lianyu sneered, Changle stood up following the sharp knife, and Lianxian in front of the stele also heard her voice and hurriedly followed.

Seeing that it was Changle, Lianxian bit her lips and sighed, "Take her to see the saint!"

Lianyu nodded, and stared at Changle coldly, "Don't play tricks, Lianxian, tie her hands! Now that you have caught her, in addition to making her pay for Xie'er and Xiaoxie's life, Let the saintess slowly torture her to death!"

"I know." Lianxian hurried to tie Changle, her lips trembling, and her face was a little gray.

Seeing Lianxian trembling, Lianyu immediately shot her vicious eyes, "Don't sympathize with this woman, she killed Mo Xie'er and Xiao E, and don't say that she and the prince really love each other. If you know that you are a saint, you must obey the saint's words."

Lianxian glanced at Lianyu lightly, "But if we hurt her, let the prince know the truth, he will hate the saint! Instead of letting him hate the saint, let's fulfill them, maybe he will be grateful to the saint Girl, will you be moved by the saint in the end?"

"Idiot! Do you think the prince doesn't hate the saint now? We caused them to fall off the cliff at the same time. Even if we dedicated Xu Changle to him, he would kill us by any means. I have seen the ruthlessness of Prince Cangqi before." Now I can only hope that the Holy Emperor will step out and take the prince to the Dark Illusory Palace, where the Holy Emperor will wash away his previous memories and let him be reborn, so that he will forget Xu Changle and fall in love with our saint!"

"What? Are you going to wash away worry-free memories?" At this time, Chang Le's eyes had shot a cold light, and he glared at Lianyu sharply.

They didn't expect them to act so boldly and dare to put Chu Wuyou under house arrest. This was their idea.

When Wuyou's memory is washed away, then he will definitely forget himself, forget these hatreds, and falling in love with Feng Cang is just around the corner.

Such insidious thoughts, how could they change his life at will without Wuyou's consent?What if there are many good things in his memory that he doesn't want to forget?

In short, she must not let Feng Cang, a vicious woman, succeed.

"Shut up! You are not qualified to ask, come with us!" Lianyu roared coldly, stepped forward suddenly, and slapped Changle on the face.

This slap was so hard that Chang Le's face turned red in an instant. On it was the condensed power of an eight-star martial spirit, and it was a deep five-fingerprint.

The pain from this palm made Chang Le stagger a step, her eyes were full of ice, and no one dared to touch her in this life.

And Lianyu dared to slap her, she remembered this slap.

After Lianyu slapped her, she seemed relieved, and was about to raise her hand to give her a second slap, when Lianxian stood in front of her and said in a low voice, "Stop hitting! You think memory is so easy It can be washed away, besides, she looks so similar to the saint, and the Holy Emperor has not yet known about it, don't you suspect that there is something in it?"

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