Chen Le was already out of anger.

He has always believed that no matter whether it is a good person or a bad person, but the tiger poison does not eat children, people have feelings and family affection.

That's something that Chen Le values very much.

Yuan Conglong's approach was too indignant for him.

He couldn't believe it, how could there be such a cruel and cold-blooded father, husband?

Then, in reality, the twelve quarter of a quarter soul clock that was attached to him responded to his strong expectations.

Even if it was a dream, it was a spiritual world, but it couldn't stop the connection between the Twelve Quarter Soul Clock and Chen Le.

By the time he came back to his senses, Chen Le had already used the power of the twelve quarter soul clock to directly invade Yuan Bingyao's eternal nightmare from the perspective of a bystander.

Well, even if you know that this is a dream, even if you know that this is likely to be Yuan Bingyao's memory before she was three years old, it is a fact that has already happened and cannot be recovered, but it is still very angry, very angry!

Chen Le will never allow this kind of person to easily trample on other people's feelings to exist.

After missing the first blow, there was a bit of distance between the two.

The power of the twelve quarter soul clock spread throughout his body, and the pain that seemed to be carved into his soul also made Chen Le's whole person excited.

Yuan Conglong stared at Chen Le with some doubts, not understanding how Chen Le appeared, and he didn't even feel his existence, as if he appeared out of thin air.

Said proudly, "Who are you, a simple assassin, who came to die?"

Chen Le glared at Yuan Conglong and asked, "Does it matter who I am, but are you still human?"

"Lying there, even if it's not your wife, it's also your woman, what you're holding in your hands is your own daughter, you're relatives, what are they to you?"

"The subordinate who comes and goes when you call it?a convenient tool?or, is it just a pedal on the road of the emperor, you will lose it when you run out, and the tiger poison does not eat children, are you still human?"

These words made Yuan Conglong squint his eyes and said coldly, "You know a lot, you will succeed in the king, you will succeed in ten thousand bones, in order to achieve the great cause, a little sacrifice is inevitable, it can become a stepping stone for my Yuan family to cast a glorious history, that is also their honor, I saved them, their lives are given by me, and people are also mine, how to use it, naturally I have the final say!"

"Yes, if you can say that, then I will rest assured, even if I kill you, I will definitely not have the slightest guilt, and keeping you is the scourge. ”

Chen Le laughed angrily and sneered, "Also, Bing Yao is a human being, not a tool in your hands, her life is decided by herself, and her future child can only be decided by herself, she will never give birth to any emperor for your Yuan family, you are really a brute, Bing Yao is your biological daughter, what do you take her for?"

"My daughter, of course, is at my disposal. ”

Yuan Conglong didn't bother to tell Chen Leduo anymore, and stretched out his hand to Chen Ledao, "Who sent you, which family sent you." ”

While speaking, the old housekeeper didn't know when he had come to Yuan Conglong's side.

The old butler respectfully reminded, "Master, be careful of this person's eyes......"

Yuan Conglong stared at Chen Le's eyes and sneered, "Heh, the Twelve Quarter Soul Clock, one of the legendary ancient secret treasures, isn't it in his hands, how did it end up in your kid's hands." ”

Chen Le didn't answer, and he didn't bother to say it, at this time he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

He was angry that Yuan Conglong treated Miao Xueyin, a gentle and kind mother, like this, and he was also angry that Yuan Conglong actually wanted to kill Yuan Bingyao just now, and even more angry that Yuan Conglong used Yuan Bingyao as a tool to give birth to a child.

In Chen Le's mind, family affection should be sacred, undesecrated, untarnished, and out of his reach.

He would not allow this kind of person, this kind of scum, to tarnish family affection, Miao Xueyin's corpse, and Bing Yao's future like this.

Chen Le pointed a short knife at Yuan Conglong, and said coldly, "Put Bing Yao down, you won't have this spare time later." ”

Yuan Conglong snorted coldly, and said with a bit of pride, "Heh, I don't know if I'm alive or dead,...... If it's another Assassin, I don't think it's needed, but since you're the owner of the Soul Clock, you must have some ability. ”

For the ancient secret treasure of the Soul Clock, Yuan Conglong still has to give some respect, after all, his other user is also a genius.

It's just that at this moment, the old housekeeper suddenly took two steps forward and blocked Yuan Conglong's body.

In a voice that was a little old, but full of strength, he said, "Why do you need the master to make a move, I'll take him down!"

Yuan Conglong glanced at the old butler, cast a look of trust, nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you." ”

The old butler took a few steps forward again, stretched out his hand and danced, took out a few stalks from his bosom, and took them at will, and with a few "clicks", he cleverly put together a silver spear.

With the spear in his hand, he waved it in the void casually, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura emanated from the old body, and the body, which was still a little rickety just now, was already quite straight at the moment.

At a glance now, it is no longer obvious that this is an old man, but more like a warrior who has been galloping on the battlefield for many years.

The old housekeeper's eyes were like electricity, and he looked directly at Chen Legao and shouted, "I am the Wen family who has served the Yuan family for generations, Wen Yu, who is Your Excellency, report your name, Wen will be under the gun, and you will not kill the unknown." ”

“......”

Very strong!

This was Chen Le's first feeling.

He could see that this old butler was very strong!

That look is definitely a cold and resolute look that can only be revealed by people who have been on the battlefield for a long time, have bathed in countless blood, and cut off countless heads!

Chen Le clearly felt the strength of this old butler, as well as Yuan Conglong himself.

It wasn't until the front was hard to defend that he would understand that the murderous aura emanating from the two of them was a real master!

But, that doesn't matter.

Chen Le lowered his body slightly, clenched the short knife in his hand, locked Wen Yu tightly, and sneered, "Okay, I have remembered your name, and I will engrave him on your tombstone, no,...... I think he's going to be carved into the wild dog that eats your carcass. ”

"Oh, arrogant erector!

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yu kicked under his feet, bringing up a bit of dust, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Chen Le......