Yunwu Continent, Cangyun Empire, Yewang Mansion.

"Oh no! no!" At the gate of the palace, a maid wearing a short skirt and a flustered face suddenly broke in, she was sweating profusely, and her petite figure went straight to the inner courtyard of the palace.

"What's the matter, shouting! As a subordinate, don't you know how to measure at all?" A gorgeous and graceful woman in the courtyard, holding a jade cup, sat on a chair and said softly.

"Oh no, madam, Son, he made a plot in the restaurant and was poisoned to death!" the maid covered her panting mouth and said with a panicked expression.

"Smack!"

The jade cup fell to the ground, and the beautiful woman's face instantly turned half pale, her eyes were foggy, and she couldn't speak for a while.

"Madame, are you alright?" said the maid's small voice, knowing that what Madame had been fearing had happened.

Ye Wangfu, the capital of Ye Chuan, the general of the Cangyun Empire, and the beautiful woman in front of him is Ye Chuan's wife Han Xueyou.

As for the son in the mouth of this maid, he is the only heir of the two, Ye Wuchen!

This arrogant prince of the palace who spends his days drinking and drinking all day has offended countless imperial forces during his lifetime, and because of his weak body, he can't practice, and he can't even resist this poison, so he dies!

The beautiful woman stood in place, her red lips had already bitten out bloodshots, choked up, and sobbed: "Where was the son killed, take me to see!"

The maid didn't dare to squeak, so she had to help Han Xueyou out of the house.

At the same time, the explosive incident of the poisoning of the prince of Ye Wangfu's brother spread quickly throughout the imperial city.

At this moment, outside the restaurant where Ye Wuchen was killed, the water that had been surrounded was impassable.

"Have you heard? This Brother Yefu came with Luo Li today, she is the first beauty in the Imperial City, just that hot and sexy figure makes people think about it!"

"Don't think about it! This beauty is the fiancée of Brother Gongzi, but she hasn't come to the door yet!"

"Okay, stop gossiping! lest the people of Yefu come and be tabooed for a while!"

......

At this moment, a beautiful woman with a sexy body in the restaurant is lying on the ground crying.

"Wuchen! Why are you so thin, although you and I have a husband and wife, but we have to suffer from this yin and yang separation!"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The woman's cry moved the heavens and the earth, and even the people downstairs couldn't help but cry.

Originally, everyone was not optimistic about the love between this son-in-law and Luo Li, but now it seems that the two are still very sincere.

It's just that no one noticed that a grim smile hung on the corner of the crying girl's mouth.

The people who accompanied Ye Gongzi today were all the royal children who were chic and happy with him, and their faces all had a hint of gloom.

"Here, the lady of the Ye Mansion is here!" a man watching outside the door reported.

"Cry! everybody cry!"

Accompanied by the words of one of the men, several big men actually knelt down in front of Ye Wuchen together, howling and crying.

The crying even moved the cattle in captivity next door to tears, and the so-called true feelings came from the bottom of their hearts, and it was nothing more than that!

Han Xueyou was supported by the maid, she no longer had the noble posture of the past at the moment, and when she stepped into the restaurant with a staggering figure, she saw Ye Wuchen, who was spitting filthy blood, lying on the table.

Her heart chuckled, she tried her best not to let herself cry, her expression was indifferent and ignored the few people crying on the ground, and her figure went straight to Ye Wuchen.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you, tell your mother quickly!" Han Xueyou's eyes were red, but no matter how she shouted, how could the dead person reply.

"Auntie, don't be too sad, we will definitely find out about Wuchen's poisoning. The corner of his mouth sneered, and Luo Li, who got up, comforted.

"Yes, Mrs. Ye, you must not be too sad because of the dustless thing, there are many people in this place, why don't we transport the traceless corpse back to the palace first, and then discuss!" several royal disciples said bluntly.

"Don't go! If I can't find the murderer today, I won't go anywhere!" Han Xueyu said resolutely, she was sad to lose her beloved son, and she couldn't find the person who poisoned her for a day, and she was uneasy.

"Auntie, can you bear to let Wuchen's body be disposed of in this restaurant after his death? Even if you can't bear it, I, as his fiancée, will never allow it!"

Luo Li's figure walked directly towards Ye Wuchen, ready to forcibly move the body away, but the moment her arm touched it, she felt a trace of breathing.

"Ahh

"The performances of several people are really shocking, if I hadn't taken a nap, I would have really entered the underworld!"

A voice full of endless indifference came from Ye Wuchen's mouth.

"Fake the corpse!" exclaimed several men who were still crying bitterly.

Ye Wuchen did not deny this word.

Memories came to mind, going back to five hundred years ago, Ye Wuchen! Across the nine heavens, stepping on the Supreme Immortal Emperor of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The Yunwu Continent has a vast territory and countless religious systems! And his Dustless Immortal Emperor is one of the overlords of this endless territory.

Martial arts monk, gather spiritual power, communicate the will of heaven and earth, open the soul of life, in the last life, he has the ultimate capital of the sky, open the soul of the sword of the sky, control time and space, and the sword is unique!

With a space-time sword in hand, you can slash your enemies!

He was too brilliant in that life, he opened his life soul at the age of ten, and at the age of eleven, he had a spirit realm cultivation, and then he broke through a realm every two years, and at the age of eighteen, he became the youngest Saint King Realm monk in this Yunwu Continent.

In the past hundred years, he has beheaded the Supreme, slaughtered the emperor, comprehended the strongest time and space swordsmanship, became an emperor, established the most powerful immortal emperor Dao system on the continent, and achieved endless legends.

But just when this Immortal Emperor was at his most brilliant, a piece of news came out that shocked the entire continent, and the Dustless Immortal Emperor created a man and plotted to be under the Falling Star Moon Slope.

He will never forget that scene, his favorite woman Xia Jiuyou, known as one of the few immortal women on the Yunwu Continent, actually killed the killer and ended the glorious life of the Immortal Emperor with her own Sky Sword.

The corpse was thrown down the slope of the stars and moons, everything came so suddenly, he was reincarnated again!

Xingyuepo is known as the burial platform of the Immortal Emperor, where countless Immortal Emperors of the Earthquake Continent have fallen, it is a road to endless darkness, ignoring any Immortal Emperor Law, death is death!

No matter how powerful the Dao Law of Emperor Ren is, it can only be annihilated.

It's just that when his eyes opened again, he was reincarnated five hundred years later, in the body of a prince with the same name as himself.

The same experience is vivid!

This son-in-law, who was uneducated and unskilled before his death, was also poisoned to death by his fiancée Luo Li.

This scene is inevitably too dramatic, but for the Dustless Immortal Emperor, it seems that it has long been downplayed.

He rummaged through the memories that belonged to the original owner in his mind, and found that this prince of the palace had deliberately taken poison and died.

Although he is excessive, his mind is extremely clear, and he is deeply desperate for his inability to practice, and his behavior of harming himself along with the woman he loves the most!

Death is a relief for him!

But he didn't think about how his mother would feel.

Since fate has chosen you and me, then it is up to me to fulfill your unfulfilled wishes!

The corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth were lightly raised, the posture of the peerless Immortal Emperor, changed his previous demeanor, he got up slowly, and looked at the few people who knelt down with cold eyes, and his smile grew.

"Wuchen! you! You're not dead!" Luo Li said with a trembling expression.

After she was poisoned, she had clearly experienced breathing, and she only passed on the news after confirming her death, but what was going on with this scene!

"Why? You look like you're expecting me to die!"

The terrifying chill on Ye Wuchen's body suddenly rose, although he was reincarnated and cultivated to nothing, but the transcendent Immortal Emperor temperament burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he was omnipresent.

This chill only made several people present afraid, how did they know that Ye Wuchen at this time was no longer Ye Wuchen who was drinking at the wine table, and they only thought about how things would be changed.

"Chen'er, you're okay, mother is really happy!" hugged into her arms, Han Xue burst into tears and said excitedly.

"Forehead ......" felt the concern from his heart, and Ye Wuchen, who was an immortal emperor, was also a little at a loss for a while.

In his previous life, he had never felt the affection of his parents, he had lived in the sect since he was born, and he only had cultivation in his mind, and other than that, it was Xia Jiuyou, the woman he loved the most.

"That! Mother, after I finish dealing with this matter, I'll talk to you in detail!" Ye Wuchen said in a shallow voice, facing the relationship between his mother, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

"Okay!" Han Xueyou let go of her arm, feeling a trace of life in her voice, tears from the corners of her eyes flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't speak.

"I'll give you a few minutes to think about it, either kneel down and kowtow and admit your mistakes!or, self-cultivation and get out!" Ye Wuchen's voice was filled with endless indifference, this was the majesty of the Immortal Emperor, and it was also an order that could not be disobeyed.

The voice echoed in the restaurant like rolling thunder, but at this moment Ye Wuchen was not the Immortal Emperor, his identity was the prince of the palace, although his voice was domineering enough, but he lacked prestige.

"Ye Wuchen, what do you mean by this? Could it be that you think that we have poisoned us!"

"I don't want to say my words a second time! Kowtow! Self-destruction and cultivation! Choose one of the two!"