"It's for his mother, you abandon my mother, hahaha...... Now this is your retribution......"

A beautiful man dressed in a white brocade robe appeared on the palace, and the accusations and spitting in his eyes, the resentment and dissatisfaction in his eyes, and the pleasure of revenge all showed that he still had an indelible father-son affection for the middle-aged emperor on the dragon chair.

"Chen'er ......" The middle-aged emperor now knows that his Chen'er hates him, he thinks that Chen'er will understand him, but he is wrong, his Chen'er has always lived in hatred, and has never been liberated, he is wrong, very wrong.

Yue Junkun's eyes shrank suddenly, looking at the holy snow dye who was walking towards him more and more, and there was a trace of fear, not because of his status but because of his ability, the extraordinary ability that came out of the Snowy Witch Clan.

"You...... Don't you come here...... "Isn't he supposed to be in the Holy King's Mansion, how can he be here?"

Sheng Xue Ran saw the surprise and trembling in Yue Junkun's eyes, and laughed in his heart, the four princes of Dongsheng, who were once invincible, were so cowardly as a mouse, it was really funny.

"Chen'er, don't ......" No matter how much Chen'er hated him as his father, he didn't want his Chen'er to become a disown and spend his life with blood on his hands.

Sheng Xueran's eyes became cold and ruthless, looking at the middle-aged emperor sitting tall, and asked, "What qualifications do you have to say these two words to me?" "Once his mother's death made him hate this man, but now looking at this man's haggard face, he can't even have a trace of resentment, and some only have disdain and sympathy for him.

The middle-aged emperor was speechless, and Sheng Xueran's words made him sad, yes, what qualifications does he have? What are the qualifications?

Yue Junkun was already terrified in the face of Sheng Xue Ran at this time, seeing that his subordinates and nearly a thousand guards around him were indifferent, he was annoyed, and shouted: "What are you still doing stupidly, why don't you kill him quickly......"

Yue Junkun's voice brought everyone back to consciousness, and they immediately attacked the holy snow dye......

"Kun'er...... Don't ......" The middle-aged emperor hurriedly stopped when he heard this, he was not afraid that Chen'er would not be able to deal with these people, but he was afraid that he would arouse the hatred in Chen'er's heart and bring death to these people, and even worse, it would make Chen'er fall into the devil, and the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Because no one knew how powerful the witchcraft of the Snowy Witch Clan was, not even him.

"Just because you are just ants, you also want the life of this king, it's a joke......" Sheng Xue Ran watched nearly a thousand guards flock towards him in one go, and the coldness in his heart grew.

How did Chang Slash and the others look at those guards like dead people, the witchcraft of the Holy Son is close to completion, and the Ice Technique has also been refined to the highest level, how can these people be the opponents of the Holy Son?

No one could see how Qing Shengxue Ran made a move, only to see a white image swirling like a wind and among the nearly a thousand guards, the cold wind cut their throats like a biting ice blade, suffocating them.

The blend of white shadows and blood flowers is like a picture of mountains and rivers stained with blood, beautiful and desolate, cold and thorough.

"No...... You are a devil......" Yue Junkun looked at the scene in front of him, showing an expression of disbelief, that is impossible, these are the elite soldiers and strong generals he carefully selected, how can it be ...... So vulnerable?

At this time, Yue Junkun looked at Sheng Xueran's expression as if he had seen the white-clothed Yama of hell, he was afraid of death, and he was afraid of death.

The middle-aged emperor's eyes were already moist, his Chen'er had finally come to this point, he couldn't trust the lives of those people, but his Chen'er couldn't go back? Was it right or wrong to send him to the snow in the first place?

A green shadow suddenly appeared beside the middle-aged emperor, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, as long as the Changle County Lord is here, the Holy King will be fine." ”

Xiao Yuhan's words made the middle-aged emperor happy, and his already desperate look suddenly showed the dawn of hope, as long as Chen'er had love in his heart, he would not become a complete witch clansman, thinking that his mother was because she gave birth to Chen'er, her body was weak, and her witch ability was gradually lost, and she was invaded by witches, lost her nature, and almost killed her son, but he couldn't tell Chen'er, he would rather Chen'er hate him than Chen'er to accept this cruel truth.

"It's your turn......" Xiao Yuhan's appearance did not attract the slightest attention from Sheng Xueran, for him, revenge is the most important thing, anyone who is involved in his mother's death deserves to die, as for that man, he won't live for a few days anyway, he doesn't want to be blamed by his mother when he comes to Jiuquan in the future.

Yue Junkun's hands were already trembling, and Sheng Xueran's footsteps were approaching him step by step, he could only retreat step by step, he already regretted what he had done today, maybe he shouldn't have been in such a hurry, but now it's too late?

"Let me go, don't kill me......" Yue Junkun looked at Sheng Xue Ran with a longing gaze, hoping that he could spare him once for the sake of them being blood relatives of the same blood.

But he underestimated the ruthlessness of the holy snow, and also overestimated his humanity, from the moment he came out of the snowy land, he was born for revenge, but lived for a person.

"Chen'er......" The middle-aged emperor always stopped him with a glimmer of hope.

Sheng Xue Ran ignored him as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes still looked at Yue Junkun coldly, and said coldly: "Do it yourself or will I do it for you?" "He has framed him several times, and he is not so tolerant and forgives a lot of people who have hurt him, not to mention that this person is still the son of his mother's enemy?

Yue Junkun knew that his survival was hopeless, and looking at Sheng Xue's blood-stained face, he suddenly laughed madly, "Hahaha...... Hahaha......"

"What are you laughing at......"

"I laugh at you stupidity, do you think that killing me is revenge for your mother? Hahaha......"

"Shut up, you rebel, you shut up for me......" Yue Junkun's words had already aroused the anger and murderous intent of the middle-aged emperor.

Sheng Xueran's gaze froze suddenly, looking at Yue Junkun's rampant appearance, the stronger the killing intent became, "Tell me clearly." ”

Yue Junkun knew that he was inevitably a little bit, and he became more and more arrogant without fear, "You think that your mother was killed by my mother, hehe, joke, the queen mother told me a long time ago, the person who killed your mother was not my mother, it was him...... It's our good father......

When the middle-aged emperor heard this, it seemed to be a puppet that had lost its vitality, and he didn't dare to look at the eyes of Sheng Xue Ran who was questioning and holding grudges.

"Is what he said true?" Sheng Xueran's heart seemed to have been suddenly cut into pieces, and the enemy he once thought was the murderer he mistakenly identified, and that person was the murderer who killed his mother's concubine?