"Are you crazy, bastard!" Chaos roared, at this moment it was like a beast surrounded by a sea of fire, forcibly stretching its limbs, only speeding up the burning of itself.

But if you don't break through, the consequences will be just as unimaginable.

"Ben Sheng is bent on helping you...... You, you stop quickly! Otherwise, if you die, this saint will definitely let the entire cloud hall bury you! If you hear it, you stop it immediately......

A chaotic and unwilling roar kept coming from his head, and Yun Ziqing laughed miserably: "Help me?"

Who made him a vessel for the spirit fetus when he was a baby?

Who harmed him since he was a child, and he had to endure the pain of burning his heart every day?

Who caused him to live every day, to be one step closer to death?

Pain haunted him, fear gripped him!

In countless nightmares, he saw himself burned to ashes.

No one knows what it's like to be desperate better than him, but he can't show it yet, because he is the Lord of the Cloud Palace, and he can't show his weak side to anyone......

Ever since he could remember, he knew that what he was in was a poison that was basically incurable, and his life was like hanging in a sea of swords and fire every day, and the culprit of all this was chaos!

Now, he uses the poison of the burning heart to deal with chaos in turn, is it a kind of karma?

It's just that...... Father-in-law, the child can't avenge you, but if the child can die with Chaos, you will be proud of the child, right......

As soon as the tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, they were steamed into steam, and the curly black hair flew away wantonly with the eruption of the flames, and the snow-white cloth had already turned into smoke and dust, leaving only the special underwear, which fluttered in the flames, and looked at it from a distance, as if it was submerged in water.

Consciousness became more and more hazy as the fire burned, and even gradually, hallucinations began to appear in front of my eyes.

"Father-in-law......"

He saw Yun Hatian slowly walk out of the clouds, walk towards him, and then crouch down beside him. The almost transparent palm gently caressed his head, and the expression on his face was kind and sad.

"Father-in-law...... Are you here to take the child away?" Yun Ziqing raised her hand with difficulty. Ever since he learned of Yun Hatian's death, he had missed him and called out to him countless times, but he had never seen his phantom, not once.

Now that I finally saw it, Yun Ziqing was full of joy and sorrow, but she couldn't do it, and her arm was halfway up and hung down, passing through the phantom of Yun Hatetian.

"Child, you have to live. The phantom of Yun Hate Tian finally touched the back of his head, and with a thick reluctance and determination in his eyes, he suddenly turned into a streamer and galloped towards the periphery.

"Father-in-law!" Yun Ziqing tried to stay, but could only watch as the phantom disappeared from sight.

Distance.

Qingzun's face was very bad.

He'd slowed down several times, but a skinless woman just didn't know how to stop.

It's either humming and chirping, or shouting and chattering, and there are many tricks along the way to challenge his tolerance.

He began to regret the softness of his heart at that time, his patience quickly disappeared, the killing intent skyrocketed, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and at this time, someone finally felt the murderous aura and immediately stopped humming.

There was less delicate in the air, but it added a lot of dullness, and Qingzun stopped.

The cold green eyes swept over like a knife, and Ji Yan didn't have time to put away the bitterness and hatred on his face, so he had to bow his head to avoid him.