This voice, like after years of experience, thick and vicissitudes, at the same time, it comes with a thousand catties of momentum, domineering and majestic, the abrupt sound of this voice instantly broke the existing ending, as if God wants to give Yang Xin a chance to live.

The dagger in my mother's hand paused in mid-air, and her expression immediately changed suddenly, she frowned, put down her hand, and quickly turned her head. He looked at the source of the sound.

Other people were also shocked in their hearts, their expressions changed instantly, this sudden sound brought some kind of psychological impact to everyone present, or in other words, everyone's hearts fluctuated violently several times in a short period of time, the scene of my mother knocking down Yang Xin at the last moment can be described as thrilling, the scene where my mother used a dagger to kill Yang Xin was also shocking, and the voice that suddenly sounded at the critical moment was naturally even more breathtaking, almost all of them were involuntarily, looking at the person who made the sound.

Of course, at this moment, the most intense inner shock must be Yang Xin, he almost left this world in endless confusion and regret, he didn't even digest the fact of his failure, he almost died, he was really shocked.

Until now, Yang Xin didn't seem to believe that he had lost, he obviously launched a fatal blow to Zhu Yeqing, he was obviously about to succeed, but suddenly, how could he be counterattacked. Even, he didn't even have room to resist, so he was defeated miserably, and Yang Xin couldn't accept this fact at all. And, what made him even more frightened was that Zhu Yeqing came to take his life immediately, of course Yang Xin didn't want to die, and he was even more unwilling to die like this, but he couldn't reverse the fate of being killed at all, he was really shocked at that moment. But fortunately, the sky did not kill him, and at the most frightened moment, he heard his father's voice, which was obviously the voice of heaven for Yang Xin. He was instantly comfortable and relaxed, his broken body was completely soft, and he just lay on the ground softly, enjoying the taste of survival.

In the huge scene, except for Yang Xin, who did not look at the place where the voice came from, there was another person who did not follow the crowd. This person is my father, Emperor Chen Qingdi. He was calm from beginning to end, even if my mother almost encountered Yang Xin's poisonous hand before, he didn't change his expression, he always seemed to be able to predict everything, maybe even my mother's next move was expected by him, he was not worried that my mother would lose in the hands of Yang Xin at all. At this time, the sound of this abrupt voice did not arouse his emotional changes, as if he was not surprised at all.

Time passed quietly in this tense atmosphere. The one who made that sound. It was also suddenly revealed in everyone's sight, it was an elderly man, his silver hair, in a whole piece of hair, half-hidden, looming. The wrinkles on his face, like a twist and turn of the past, set him off more vicissitudes, his slightly sunken eye sockets, inlaid with a pair of dark brown eyes, the look in his eyes, is quietly telling the story full of years, the corner of his mouth has a short and hard mustache, which can be regarded as adding a bit of strength to his old appearance. At first glance, he is an ordinary old man who has been soaked in time, but if you look closely, you will find that his deep hiding is not revealed, his deep eyes hide a ruthless sharp color, and under his straight eyebrows, there is also a fierce murderous aura. He's definitely not a simple old man.

However, it is a little hard to believe that the old man is sitting in a well-made wheelchair at this moment, he seems to have come with illness, and he is followed by a total of four people, one of whom is responsible for pushing the wheelchair. These four people, all about fifty years old, their expressions are also engraved with traces of annual rings, their momentum is forbearing, but it is also extraordinary, they must also be silent gods.

It didn't take long for the old man in the wheelchair and four middle-aged men to come to us, for some reason, their arrival seemed to bring us an indescribable sense of oppression, the air flow in this area seemed to be frozen, and the air here became a little suffocating. At this moment, we didn't dare to breathe wantonly, and we couldn't help but feel a chill in our hearts, and our eyes were all staring at the wheelchair old man.

At this time, Yang Xin, who was lying on the ground, had also recovered from his own world, and he immediately set his eyes on the wheelchair old man who was coming here, and then, he endured the severe pain in his body and tried his best. Slowly stood up from the ground.

When Yang Xin stood up, the wheelchair old man and four middle-aged men also happened to come to Yang Xin's side.

Yang Xin slowly turned around and faced the wheelchair old man, and then, with an extremely complicated expression, he looked at the wheelchair old man and said softly: "Dad, why are you here?" ”

Obviously, the old man in the wheelchair is Yang Xin's father, Yang Tianhe.

Yang Tianhe didn't have any mood fluctuations when he heard Yang Xin's words, he just tilted his head slightly, glanced at Yang Xin with a cold gaze, and then, he said calmly and expressionlessly: "I'm not coming." Can you fix this matter? ”

Yang Tianhe's voice, although it was neither light nor heavy, was obviously reproachful in his words.

When Yang Xin heard this, he immediately stopped talking, and he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. There was also an unknown look brewing in his eyes.