He and the earth spirit turned around and rushed toward the wellhead.

Jia Fei followed closely after hearing this. He just moved but couldn't help but turn around and glance at the little princess. She saw that the princess was still looking around regardless of the danger of collapse at the bottom of the well.

'Although you and I are servants of the Lord, we are sisters...'

The words the little princess told the maid beside her outside the cicada garden echoed inexplicably in her ears. Jiafei immediately bit her teeth secretly, turned back quickly, and put her arms around the waist of the little princess.

The little princess was startled by such a sudden hug. When she found out that the other person was still a young man, she started to struggle:

"Let go! I want to find my husband!"

At this time, Jia Fei could not care less about why the little princess called Cheng Yu her husband, nor was she too lazy to hold her voice any longer, so she spoke urgently in a feminine voice:

"He has great supernatural powers. He should be fine now!"

"you……"

The little princess turned around and stared at Jia Fei with wide eyes, but Jia Fei knew that he could not drag it on any longer, so he immediately hugged the little princess's waist tightly, a green light lit up, and he chased Huang Shan's back toward the wellhead.

Huang Shan had reached the bottom of the well at this time and was about to jump up when she suddenly saw from the corner of her eye that the two naked emperors, the real and the fake emperor, were still frozen in place.

After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her right hand and made a slight move. Two invisible yellow lights were called back by her, and then she jumped out of the well mouth with a slight jump.

Jia Fei followed closely behind, holding the little princess in his arms and disappearing from the mouth of the well.

At this time, on the light screen, Cheng Yu saw that in the crumbling bottom of the well, there were only two emperors, the real and the fake, who had just been unblocked.

After the two of them were in a trance for a while, they realized that there was no one else here except each other, and even the fairy grass was nowhere to be seen. It had obviously been taken away by someone.

And this place is spinning and is about to collapse in the blink of an eye.

The fake Jiarui Emperor was the first to react. Under the light of only a few fireballs, he raised his feet and ran towards the wooden barrel placed on the ground at the bottom of the well. As soon as he entered the barrel and had not yet settled down, he hurriedly pulled the well rope.

Pull the mechanism to get out of the well.

"Crack! Click!"

The wooden barrel slowly rose up from the ground under the pull of the mechanism. Just a few feet away, the fake Emperor Jiarui suddenly felt it sinking.

It turned out that the real emperor finally gave up after finding no chance of using the fairy grass. Seeing that he would be buried here if he didn't leave, he couldn't wait to get there. He grabbed the edge of the bucket with both hands and tried to climb into it, causing the bucket to shake from side to side.

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"Creak!"

There was a sound of struggling to bear the weight from the well's windlass.

"Get rid of it! Get rid of it! This bucket cannot bear the weight of you and me!"

The fake Emperor Jiarui shouted at the real emperor.

But Emperor Zhenjiarui was so alive at the moment that he could not let go easily. He had grabbed the edge of the bucket and used his hands to use his strength. He raised his leg and put one foot into the bucket, causing the bucket to swing back and forth in the air more and more.

Cheng Yu watched on the light screen. At the feet of the true emperor who was hanging in mid-air, the wisps of purple energy that had been seeping out now no longer existed.

"Just stay here and live forever!"

The fake emperor in the barrel suddenly turned red when he saw that he was about to fall. He said fiercely, and raised his hand to pierce the back of the real emperor's hand with the short blade "Pfft!"

"ah!"

How could a true emperor ever suffer such pain? He intuitively felt the severe pain in his right hand and his heart, but the opponent's attack was too cruel. The back of his hand had been pierced and nailed to the bucket. At this time, he couldn't let go even if he wanted to, so he had to hold it in

Bucket struggled desperately.

"call out!"

The well rope broke.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two of them took a bucket and smashed it back to the bottom of the well.

"Ouch!"

The two emperors, the real and the fake ones, lay on the ground moaning and groaning in pain, and then suddenly they felt a blackness above their heads. It was indeed the entire well windlass on the wellhead above that was smashed down together with various mechanical parts.
Chapter completed!