As a result, she proved this with her death, she really loved her husband as her life, and after her husband's death, she also resolutely went to the underworld with her husband.

Looking at the fire in the fire, Lord Luo stared at the Lan clan who had long since died, his hands tightly hugged his indifferent Ren flame's upper body, as if he couldn't feel the pain, the sea of fire devoured them, at that time, his heart hurt so much that he could barely breathe, his whole body was numb, he wanted to rush into the fire, he wanted to shout, but he didn't do anything, because at that moment he finally knew that he would never be able to intervene between them as husband and wife, even death could not separate them, he was desperate, But at the same time, he couldn't forget her.

For the first time in his life, he did something wrong, he ruined a beautiful and happy home, killed two lovely children, killed the kind and gentle Brother Lan, and killed the woman he loved the most. However, he did not regret it, because, he was not qualified to regret it, he hated himself, he had to punish, so he fought for power and profit, let his hands be stained with the blood of his relatives, and let himself fall into a catastrophe from which he could never recover.

He succeeded, he controlled most of the Cold Moon Lord, and now although he is not the real Cold Moon Lord, but, as long as he wants, he can pull his sister down from that position at any time and replace it himself, but, I don't know Weishenme, he actually feels tired of it at this time.

His heart became more and more empty, and the scene of Lord Luo holding the Lan clan tightly and being swallowed up by the sea of fire always echoed in his mind, and every time he thought of this scene, his heart became even more empty and numb.

Only by looking at the child can I comfort myself a little.

Just seeing that the child became more and more like the Lan family, his mood was complicated and incomprehensible, and Han Yuebing, who didn't intend to treat him well, couldn't control himself more and more, and could only torture him hard to calm his hatred and pain.

"Someone." Carefully putting the gold ornament into his arms, Han Bingyue wiped away the tears that fell from his cheeks, slowly stood up with an indifferent expression, and called out.

"Eldest Prince, what do you command?" Xiao Leng, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately pushed the door in and asked respectfully.

"You go and send more people to find people immediately, you must find Luo Liuxing quickly." Cold Moon coldly commanded.

"Yes, the slave will do it right away." When Xiao Leng heard this, he immediately responded and wanted to quit.

"Wait a minute, let Yanluo find it herself." Cold Moon Ice called Xiao Leng and added.

Yan Luo is the most powerful tracker in the entire Cold Moon Domain, the most skilled guard chief in the Lord's Mansion, and one of his most powerful henchmen, and is usually responsible for his safety.

Hearing Han Yuebing's words, Xiao Leng was startled, and immediately stepped forward and persuaded nervously: "Eldest prince, the head of the Yanluo guard is your secret guard, and her safety has always been her responsibility, let her go to find someone, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, or let's go to someone else." "There are countless people in the lord's mansion who want Childe's life, without Yanluo's protection, Childe will be very dangerous, he can't let Childe take risks.

"This matter is well known to my son, you can do it as you say." Han Yuebing waved her hand and said a little tiredly.

Looking at the somewhat aggrieved Childe, Xiao Leng felt distressed for a while, his eyes looked at him worriedly, then he gritted his teeth, and did as he said, although he disagreed with Childe doing this, but he also knew that Childe would not listen to his persuasion. He can only send more to protect Gongzi, and only hopes that before Yanluo finds Gongzi Luo, Gongzi will be fine. In a small city led by Han Yue, Liu Qingchen was tilting his little head and looking at a young man at the foot of the opposite wall, yes, young man, although he was unkempt, he still saw at a glance that it was a young man.

Looking at the appearance of the young man, he should be a little beggar, but he doesn't know Weishenme, he just doesn't feel like him, because he is not like other beggars who beg on the street, and there is no beggar who should be humble, although he wears tattered clothes, but he can't hide his pure breath, which is definitely not what a beggar will have.

And what made Liu Qingchen feel most curious was the panic in the young man's eyes, and the appearance of the little wings avoiding the crowd, he was sure that he must be avoiding someone.

Would you like to help him? Liu Qingchen looked at the young man at the foot of the wall and thought about it.

Zuihou, he decided that he wanted to help him, because, he inexplicably felt that the boy was very pleasing to the eye.