The two of them were very happy.

"What's going on?"

Looking at Lian lying on the ground, Gan Kun asked in confusion.

"Don't you have the answer in your heart?" Ye Yu glanced at Gan Di and the other two and said lightly.

Hearing Ye Yu's words, the three of them were silent.

Indeed, they had thought about this possibility before, but soon rejected it from the bottom of their hearts.

Because Lian was once a genius they carefully cultivated, and also a child of destiny they had always placed high hopes on.

Before the truth came out, they would never believe that Lian would do such a thing.

At the same time, they could hardly imagine how a mother could be so cruel to her own daughter and plant such an inhumane forbidden technique as the Bloodline Shackle.

Although the facts are now in front of them and the truth of the whole thing has surfaced, they still want Lian to tell the reason why she did this.

Then, Gandhi walked up to Lian and asked in a deep voice: "Lian, do you have anything to say?"

He was giving Lian a chance, a chance to defend herself.

"Humph! Winners are kings and losers are bandits, I have nothing to say."

From beginning to end, Lian did not look at Gandhi and the other two.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with endless hatred, and her eyes were fixed on Ye Yu not far behind, as if she wanted to tear Ye Yu into pieces.

If it weren't for Ye Yu, her plan would not have failed.

"Alas~~" Gandhi sighed deeply and pronounced: "Lian, you killed your tribe members and tortured the saint. The crimes you committed are too numerous to list. According to the tribe rules, we must abolish your cultivation and let you endure the pain of burning in the fire for ninety-nine days."

Abolishing your cultivation and then enduring the pain of burning in the fire for ninety-nine days is no different from being sentenced to death.

After all, once a warrior's cultivation is abolished, there is not much difference between him and an ordinary person except for the little physical strength left.

The pain of burning in the fire for ninety-nine days, abolishing your cultivation, and being seriously injured are almost impossible to withstand.

But for Lian, burning in the fire is not terrible, even death is nothing.

She can lose everything, give up everything, but she can't lose this cultivation.

Hearing that Gandhi was going to abolish her cultivation, Lian struggled immediately, but she was suppressed by Ye Yu and her body couldn't move at all.

Helpless, Lian could only scream madly: "No, you can't destroy my cultivation."

In order to reach the realm of the ninth-grade martial saint, she paid a price that ordinary people could not imagine.

Without this cultivation, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

Doing this would be a million times more painful than killing her, and this was the result she could not accept the most!

Then, Lian's emotions were completely out of control, and she roared at the three elders in front of her with all her might: "Elders, no, you can punish me in any way you want, but just don't destroy my cultivation.

I am now a ninth-grade martial saint. Everything I have done is to become the first martial emperor of the immortal tribe and lead the immortal tribe to true prosperity. You can't destroy my cultivation! You can't destroy my cultivation!"

Lian's words inevitably moved Gandhi and the other two.

Indeed, the birth of a martial emperor in the tribe has always been the wish of the ancestors of their immortal tribe.

If their Immortal Clan had a powerful Martial Emperor to protect them, what kind of earth-shaking changes would happen to the Immortal Clan?

Perhaps they would not have to be trapped in this cramped and narrow space for generations, and perhaps they could live on this continent like ordinary people.

However, this cannot be used as a reason for Lian to kill her clan members and harm the saint.

Now, due to Lian's selfish behavior, nearly a hundred clan members have died.

They had to punish Lian to appease the anger of the clan members.

However, there is still one thing that has not been resolved.

That is the blood shackles on the saint, and they have not found a way to break the blood shackles.

"Lian, tell me how to break the blood shackles, and I will give you a lighter sentence."

Hearing Gandhi's words, Lian seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw: "I can tell you, but you must promise me that you will not destroy my cultivation."

She has now become a prisoner, and she only has the blood shackles as a bargaining chip in her hand. She must use this chip to achieve her goal.

Gan Kun said angrily: "Lian, as a mother, you

You actually took your daughter's life as a bargaining chip. Are you still worthy of being a mother? "

However, there was no trace of shame in Lian's eyes. She said disdainfully: "I only know that I paid a price that ordinary people can hardly pay for this cultivation. Nothing is more important than this!

You must promise me, otherwise, let Tuantuan be buried with me!"

"You, you, you..."

Gan Kun was so angry at Lian that he couldn't speak.

At this moment, Gandhi and the other two were in a dilemma.

On one side was the life of the saint, and on the other side were all the tribesmen who died because of Lian.

If they agreed to Lian's request, how would they explain to the tribesmen?

At that time, once Ye Yu left, no one could punish Lian.

Seeing that Gandhi and the other two were so slow in doing things, Ye Yu also suggested: "Promise her! "

"But..." Gandhi was a little embarrassed.

But Ye Yu's voice transmission instantly made him suddenly enlightened.

Yes, why didn't he consider this before?

Although they verbally agreed to Lian's request, it does not mean that all the tribesmen agreed to Lian's request.

Lian's killing of her own people will surely arouse the anger of the tribesmen. At that time, there is actually no need for them to take action against Lian, the tribesmen will do it for them.

Thinking of this, Gandhi made a look of being entangled for a long time, sighed helplessly, as if forced to compromise: "Okay, I promise you."

After getting Gandhi's guarantee, Lian's face also showed a smug smile.

This game, she won after all!

However, Lian was still too naive and didn't know that this game had just begun.

Gandhi ignored the smugness on Lian's face and said: "Now, you can tell me."

"I don't know how to break the blood shackles. "

Hearing Lian's words, Gan Kun, who had a hot temper, immediately went berserk: "So, are you kidding us!"

"Old Third, listen to Lian's words!" Gandhi said in a deep voice.

Then Lian said again: "The bloodline shackles were given to me by a man in black!"

Gandhi asked anxiously: "Where is that man in black?"

Lian's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment, and she breathed a sigh of relief: "I met him in the Demon Sect, and I don't know his specific identity. "

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