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He saw the truth of everything from the perspective of a bystander. But...

He did something wrong because of this! He was the one who killed her! Her family was ruined!

Qingluan stroked his face, his eyes were a little obsessed and a little scared. "Ah Chen. Whose body is this? ”

Si Chen's body shook. How can he say that this is their... Daughter? He remembered who had told him that his obsession was too great. One day I will regret this obsession.

But the repentance came too quickly.

He hurt her and their children.

Si Chen suddenly laughed like crazy, he was destined to be a lone star. Destined to be a loner!

Those pictures kept flashing through his mind, how conceited and proud he was back then, he actually broke off his fate with her, if he could send someone to find her and tell her everything, if he didn't care about that doppelganger and didn't explain anything to him, if he could not be so obstinate and investigate clearly... There are too many possibilities and they won't make it this far.

But the most regrettable thing in the world is that there is no if.

Si Chen frantically dodged away, and the laughter that seemed to be sad and hateful echoed in the ears of Dongli and Qingluan like a spell, making the emptiness more desolate to hide.

"You're... East Fence? Qingluan's gaze fell on the Eastern Emperor God. She remembered what he had said. This person should be his daughter's lover.

"Yes." Dong Liang raised his hand and bowed slightly. Everyone knows that there is no one in this world who is worthy of the East Emperor to give a salute, but both of them also know what this ceremony means.

Qingluan was a little sad, those unforgettable hatreds and wars seemed to be in front of him, just in the last second. But she knew that a hundred years had passed, drowning in time like dust. When everyone mentioned it again, it was just a look of sudden recollection: Ah, that incident.

She doesn't know what the meaning of her existence in this world is, her husband, her relatives, are no longer there.

"Tell me about her." Qingluan sighed softly, feeling a little depressed.

"Okay." Dong Li's face showed a hint of tenderness, that person, in fact, has always been a child.

Chu Bong sat in the shadows dejectedly. There is a ghost king standing beside him.

"Huh? I said, if you're so worried, why don't you go and take a look, what are you hiding here? "Why is this man so awkward? Why is he so anxious when he looks at it?

Chu Bong is still dumbfounded. Where can he go now? Where does it still belong to him?

"How about this king making you an archon? Are you going to accompany this king in the underworld? The ghost king sat next to Chu Feng with excitement and anticipation, and he didn't mind that he had to stand just now because he disliked the dirty image.

Chu Feng turned back a little dazedly, "Stay with you?" ”

"It's decided, tomorrow you will take over, learn how to deal with the affairs of the underworld." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he dragged him away.

Stay.

Stay. If you don't stay, where will you go?

Qingluan didn't go back with Dongli. Before the dust returns to dust, she has to leave a place to rely on for her daughter.

"How do you want to make up for your daughter?" Qingluan looked at Si Chen lightly.

A look of pain flashed across his face.

If he wants to keep his daughter, he is destined to lose Qingluan, but if he keeps Qingluan, she will never agree.

"Go back and take over the Demon Realm. It will be the only thing for my daughter to rely on. Qingluan looked at this person who had loved and hated for a hundred years, and now he still loves it. It's just that I learned to let go.

"Is the message exact?" Nine days carelessly pruning the flowers.

"Back to God, the news is accurate, Fenghua Shangxian has been found."

"Good." With a click, all the branches and leaves were broken. It's a pity, it's broken! Jiutian stroked the bouquet of flowers with his fingers, "Then ruin it." "The petals of the branches and leaves have turned into black and gray inch by inch.

"Who sent this?" The Jade Emperor looked at the information in his hand, his eyes were dark, and a trace of killing intent flashed.

"The person who came covered it up with a spell, and he couldn't see his face or distinguish his breath."

For a long time, the Jade Emperor snorted coldly. Think you can't find it in this way? It's naïve. However, it doesn't prevent him from taking advantage of it.

"Who are you?" Qingluan looked at the group of people blocking the road with a solemn expression, and her pupils constricted. These people were surrounded by a hazy mist, and the evil aura on their bodies was like substance, it was the same as the people and horses who attacked Qingqiu a hundred years ago, could they have learned the news that she was still alive so quickly?

The group of mysterious people did not speak, and they surrounded her and attacked together, and a whip hit her like lightning under the cover of this group of people, and Qingluan couldn't move for a moment.

Qingluan was shocked in his heart, and hit the divine whip! This ancient artifact has always been in the hands of the Jade Emperor, why is it here now?

The leader cast a sleeping spell on Qingluan, and quickly disappeared with her.

After a long time, Qingluan gradually sobered up. She found herself in a cage, with a dangerous aura of black iron pillars. Outside the cage was a large empty hall, with many strange tools placed, and everywhere there was a cold smell.

She reached out and touched it, and the mana in her body instantly poured out more than half. She hurriedly withdrew her hand, imprisoned by the gods?

How can there be such a thing here?

Qingluan felt that she was gradually discovering the truth of the matter.

"You've finally done something." The door of the main hall slowly opened, and a figure walked in unhurriedly.

"The subordinates have a lot of trust from their masters." A hazy figure behind him bowed down to plead guilty.

"Go down, no one will be allowed to come in without my orders."

"Yes, master." The figure bowed and withdrew, and only Qingluan and the mysterious man were left in this hall.

"It's not easy to catch you. But that's the end of it. The man's voice was cold, with a faintly restrained fervor.

It's familiar, it's really familiar. The figure and voice of this man felt so familiar, she must have seen it.

But she didn't dare to speak, she didn't know if this man wanted to arrest her or her daughter.

The man walked over to the wall where the tools were hung and reached for a thorn stick, "Ever heard of the thorn bird?" A very beautiful and persistent bird, only to live for thorns. ”

He walked over with the arm-thick torture stick, and pressed one hand on a mechanism outside the cage, and two pieces of dark iron suddenly wrapped around Qingluan's arms, and two wrapped around her legs.

The cages retracted into the ground one by one, the four black irons were taut, and Qingluan was hung on the wall in large characters.

She couldn't help but struggle hard, and the mana in her body continued to flow outward, and this iron chain was actually made of forbidden god iron. She felt a chill in her heart.

She had heard the story of the thorn bird. But as the world knows, the thorn bird is a non-fertile bird, and it will find a thorn and pierce the heart before it dies. It's just because the thorns can keep their souls, and then those souls will return to the place where the thorn bird was born and reincarnate.

The truth suddenly emerged, and Qingluan's eyes widened, "You want to extract my soul?!" ”

The man didn't expect her to guess it, "It's worthy of Emperor Qingqiu, what a smart child." ”

Qingluan's face turned pale in an instant, this sentence...

She had heard,

Her eyes are red, her teeth are tight, it's you!

(To be continued.) )