He looked back at Yue Gong's teachings in the corner, his smile faded, he became neither sad nor happy, and asked in a cold voice:

"Your Majesty, what do you think of Dai'er's piano skills?"

The boomerang shot from the corridor of the cell at that time finally hit him hard in the middle of his eyebrow.

After Yuegongji's body shook violently, he seemed to understand what Dao Qiongcang was going to do.

He tried frantically to lift up his weak body. No longer caring about his image, he stuck out his buttocks and knelt down on his knees. He couldn't stop kowtowing, knocking out his head and bleeding, and said in a sorrowful voice:

"Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

"Master Dao Palace, please let me go, please, please let me go. I was wrong..."

Moon Palace Slave was stunned.

He didn't understand why Yue Gongji had such a big reaction.

He was caught by Dao Qiongcang, tortured, and listened to the song "Shang Nan Ting", so now he has such a stress reaction?

The Moon Palace Slave held the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword and kept watching.

There was no emotion between Dao Dai'er's brows, and she was not moved by Yue Gong's coy gesture. She just repeated it in a silent voice:

"What do you think, your lord, of my piano skills?"

How dare Yue Gong teach?

How could Yue Gong Teach Neng respond?

He buried his head firmly on the ground, only regretting that his sperm had gotten into his head at that time and he had done something he would regret for the rest of his life.

He swallowed the blood foam and tears, still burying his head and not daring to raise it, and whispered:

"high……"

"wrong."

"The Taoist Palace Master's superb piano skills are rare in the world!"

"wrong."

"The Master of the Tao Palace is unparalleled in the world, and his mastery of piano music..."

"Still not right."

Dao Daier sat indifferently in front of the ice table. The ice prison under her eyes seemed to have become the underworld. The people under the table were the sinners waiting to be judged.

What did Moon Palace Slave understand?

This question is not a question, and the answer is not an answer.

Dao Qiongcang is not asking for an insignificant evaluation, he is just restoring.

Restore some of the things that happened between him and Yue Gongjie that he didn't see when Dai was still a child when there was a strange noise in the ice prison tunnel?

"Your Majesty, what do you think of my piano skills?" Dao Daier spoke up again.

Moon Palace Slave knows that Tao Qiongtian has a quirk.

He has had a high self-esteem since childhood and does not like to repeat the same words many times.

This will make him feel that either he is stupid and cannot express himself, or the other person is stupid, so there is no need to express it multiple times.

Being able to say one sentence three times, it can be seen that this question and this matter are very important in his heart.

Yue Gongjie knelt on the ground, trembling all over, playing with his accent, and could only answer tremblingly in order to survive:

"How dare I comment? He must be superb... ah..."

This wording, this tone... Yuegong Slave closed her eyes deeply, and she completely understood.

The sky of the Tao is the teachings of the Moon Palace, and the teachings of the Moon Palace are Dai'er.

The ice prison is not an ice prison, it is a corridor separated by a wall, which is invisible darkness and filth!

Needless to say, Moon Palace Slave can probably imagine what will happen next.

What she couldn't believe was that, right in front of her, across an ice wall, she also knew that Dai'er was from Yue Gongli, Jie Lao... Yue Gong Jie, how dare you do this?

Didn’t he come here for Ah Li and Ah Si’s business?

For this reason, Slave Yue Gong even suspected before that those things that looked like throwing dirty water might be just one-sided words from Dao Qiongang!

"Buzz..."

In the ice prison, the sword roared.

Buddha Sword, angry!

The scene in Yuegong Slave’s mind flashed back to when he first asked Qiongtian about how he planned to deal with Yuegong’s teachings.

The other person's answer was: "It depends on you."

At this moment, the Moon Palace slave understood that as early as that time, he knew the answer to his question at this moment.

But……

Can Yue Gongjie be killed?

It is at this moment that I fall into the cold hell and become a sinner.

Slave Yue Gong still knows that she is a member of the Yue clan of Han Palace, the daughter of the Holy Emperor of Han Palace, and the sister of Yue Gongli, the successor of the Holy Emperor.

Every move he makes, no matter how small, will be magnified by someone with intentions, which will then affect A Li and his father, causing them to bear more attacks for no reason.

"If a person in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm makes a mistake, he or she will be judged according to the rules of the Cold Palace Imperial Realm, and the Judgment Department has no right to interfere!"

This is the belief that Moon Palace Slave has been instilled in her since she was a child, and she has stuck to it all her life.

It was precisely because the people in the Han Palace Imperial Realm were united and adhered to this belief that she was able to survive after making that mistake thirty years ago.

"cold……"

The Moon Palace Slave held the Buddhist sword and was so cold that she shivered.

She later realized that Qiong Cang's fuss was not to deal with Yue Gong's teachings, but to target herself!

She endured it.

If I pick up my sword and kill Yue Gongjie now.

It was not just the person who was cut off, but also his persistence in the past, which also negated the blank space of thirty years in the Cold Prison.

Furthermore, because of this, he will fulfill what Dao Qiongtian likes to see most, and verify his reputation as "unpredictable" in others!

"Zheng..."

But it was also at this time that the luan and snow strings moved.

That was the meaningless, but completely confusing, noisy sound that Dao Qiong made when he stood with his hands raised.

Facing Yue Gong's confession, he showed no appreciation at all. He ignored the filth in the corner like a god and continued to ask:

"Your Majesty, can you also play "Shang Nan Ting"?"

Bang bang bang!

Yue Gongji kowtows desperately.

The force was so great that it felt like he was going to smash his brains out.

"Let me go……"

"Let me go please!!!"

He repeated it again: "Your Majesty, can you also play "Shang Nan Ting"?"

"I can't! I can't play the piano!" Yue Gong looked like a madman. When he raised his head, his eyeballs almost popped out.

"Your Majesty, can you also play "Hurt the South Courtyard"?" What he responded to was a cycle of nightmare-like torture.

Yue Gongji collapsed and murmured unconsciously. A strange voice came out of his mouth that was powerless to resist, like a female voice:

"Yes, it will also...right?"

Dao Dai'er then went on to say: "Your Majesty, please come to me to work in the First Emperor Realm. I happen to have a vacancy there and I am short of a successor to the Holy Emperor."

"I, I'm not worthy..."

"You are indeed unworthy, so you are not coming here to serve. You are just here for a while, so let's do it tonight."

"Come on, what are you here for..."

"Nothing." Dao Dai'er said condescendingly, "I want to hear you play "Shang Nan Ting" for me alone."

…

Boom!

Yue Gongji fell to the ground softly.

The sound it made was just like the weird noise that the Moon Palace Slave heard through the ice wall at that time.
To be continued...