In fact, everyone's life is not as much as you think and think. If you can keep up with the tide of the times without changing your heart, and strive for a lifetime to exhaust what you think and think about a rumored ethereal thing. This path is as I chose, knowing that the stable and comfortable life I once had was enough to consume my mind, but I still chose such a pirated record that I don't know the future. No one can remind or stop me, and I am the only one who can change myself. - "The Legend of Red Dust Love"

The expression on Jiang Yuehan's pale face, who was listening outside, had changed several times, and she never thought that her father was not only thinking about how to deal with his partners. And when he appeared in front of him, he showed no mercy, and directly sacrificed the divine weapon in his hand, the seven-star sword, to launch an attack on himself. Jiang Yuehan couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, even though he was not close to his father, he even had a feeling of strangeness. But after all, blood is thicker than water, Jiang Yuehan couldn't believe that his father was such a cold-blooded and ruthless person, who had no family affection at all.

Jiang Yuehan's eyes silently dripped tears like jade, but the Holy Emperor in front of him saw the comer clearly, and he had a puzzled expression. However, the Holy Emperor took back the Seven-Star Sword and did not let the Seven-Star Sword attack Jiang Yuehan, otherwise, Jiang Yuehan would have already become a corpse. However, even so, Jiang Yuehan, who had rekindled the flame of hope in his heart, instantly felt a piercing chill in his heart. Her heart seemed to be as cold as ice and snow at this moment.

Sighing deeply, Jiang Yuehan raised her stubborn head, she was unwilling to accept such an indifferent fate. Although the Holy Emperor in front of her did not come forward to say anything to her, the Holy Emperor was indifferent to her, and Qin Guan, who was originally enthusiastic about her, was now also gloomy and stood behind the Holy Emperor without saying a word. All of this made Jiang Yuehan realize his unwilling fate, and he felt a sense of loneliness that suddenly appeared.

Jiang Yuehan appeared in the eight-hole silver-edged smoke stove in her hand, she stared at the two men in front of her who were planning herself and her partners, Jiang Yuehan's face involuntarily showed a resolute expression, she resolutely sacrificed the eight-hole silver-edged smoker in her hand to her head again, and at the same time used her soul second type ability. And the target is her biological father, the Holy Emperor in front of her!

The Holy Emperor was obviously unprepared, and he had already withdrawn the seven-star sword he had originally thrown casually when he realized that it was his daughter. Of course, he didn't want to hurt his daughter, but what the Holy Emperor himself didn't expect was that his daughter had a sad and resolute look on her face. The expression on his gaze was even more hatred-like. What was even more unexpected to the Holy Emperor was that his daughter actually raised the smoke stove and attacked him!

Jiang Yuehan actually knew who his father was, the sect leader of the Sealing War Society, the closest existence to a god on the Demon Spirit Continent. Even if his current attack surprised the Saint Emperor, how could he be able to hurt him with his attack power, which was not even a three-legged cat?

Jiang Yuehan did this, in fact, she had lost the confidence that existed, and her attack with such an egg and a stone was obviously actually wanting the Holy Emperor to personally take action to end her life. Dying at the hands of his biological father who brought him into this world, Jiang Yuehan felt that it was a deep relief.

The ability of the smoke furnace to deliver such a blow under the urging of Jiang Yuehan's heart and exhausting his internal force was actually far beyond the power of the second form of this instrument soul that Jiang Yuehan usually used. Of course, even if Jiang Yuehan was using such a move now, of course, he couldn't pose any great threat to the god-like father in front of him.

The Holy Emperor sighed lowly, looking at Jiang Yuehan in front of him, he sighed a little helplessly and said, "Han'er, you are my only child, but now you are doing this, this really chills me."

Jiang Yuehan sighed faintly and deeply, but she did not stop the attack in her hand. The smoke stove was still spinning there. Even, the green smoke that burst out of the smoke stove gathered even thicker. The Holy Emperor let out a long sigh, changed slightly from his arms, and the seven-star sword that had disappeared was instantly waved out of his hand.

The legend of the Holy Emperor and the Seven Star Sword, this is basically a story that few people know in the feudal country. However, Jiang Yuehan had learned more or less from his mother, Princess Rongle, before. At that time, Jiang Yuehan didn't know that this Sect Master of the Sealing War Society was actually his father. However, Jiang Yuehan somewhat understood the strength of the former Sect Master of the Sealing War Society and the Divine Weapon Seven-Star Sword he mastered.

At that time, when his mother, Princess Rongle, talked about this matter with herself, Jiang Yuehan did not pay attention to this. She originally thought that the strength of this Fengzhan Society Sect Master was best to stand side by side with her uncle, the then Fengguo Emperor Guangwujun. However, Jiang Yuehan didn't expect that his closest uncle, Guang Wujun, would be immediately defeated in a battle with the Holy Emperor Qingtian, and he has not been found yet. Whether Guang Wujun has died, Jiang Yuehan still knows nothing.

At this time, his father, the Saint Emperor Seven Star Sword, came out, but it was aimed at his own direction. Jiang Yuehan's heart was already cold, and at this moment, Jiang Yuehan was already endlessly sad and lonely about his unforeseeable future. Her eyes were filled with endless resentment and indifference, and she relied on the smoke stove in her hand to launch this attack on her biological father like a soft stone.

Jiang Yuehan didn't expect to be able to cause much harm to his father, the only thing he thought about now was that she had lost all hopes, and she didn't even want to continue to live in this world. Of course, the Holy Emperor, who was still sitting there, only turned the seven-star sword in his hand into a sheath, and did not stop his daughter from launching this attack on him.

Now that his emotions have become endlessly extreme, Jiang Yuehan will of course mistakenly think that when Jiang Yuehan's attack was really aimed at his father's chest, Jiang Yuehan was extremely shocked to find that the Saint Emperor in front of him, wearing a black robe and a bronze mask, was naturally an existence that he had no chance to hurt now. However, Jiang Yuehan himself could clearly see that such an attack launched by him with the power of the smoke furnace accurately hit the black robe worn by the Holy Emperor, and even Yin Hong's blood flowed out from the Saint Emperor's chest!

Jiang Yuehan was a little incredulous, although she was not very familiar with her father, but the sense of oppression generated by her strength made Jiang Yuehan feel it deeply. She couldn't believe that this was actually her father! How could the person closest to the gods in the Demon Spirit Continent be hit so hard in her own hands? Moreover, there seemed to be an hourglass-like particle on the top of the Holy Emperor's head, dripping down on the Saint Emperor's injured chest.

In an instant, Jiang Yuehan could clearly see the unusually unusual-looking quicksand leaking above his head. Jiang Yuehan also seemed to have an expression of sudden realization as if she had thought of something, and she suddenly understood what the reason for this strange situation was. The only possibility is that Jiang Yuehan realized that the Saint Emperor in front of him was not necessarily his real father, and what he wanted was the adventure of getting out of the Wheel Array and obtaining the fragment of the upper volume of the Secret World Classics. It is very likely that he is still in the Wheel Array, and he did not break through the Wheel Array and leave as he thought.

The wheel, the strange door, with the heaven and earth and strange things are integrated, in order to become a big thing. This sentence was the last sentence that Qin Guan and Jiang Yuehan told yesterday. At the dinner, Qin Guan and Jiang Yuehan described in detail the mystery of their generational wheel array, but Jiang Yuehan didn't understand the only last sentence for a while, and silently remembered it in his heart. It's just that a trace of royal arrogance rose in her heart, and she didn't think of this sentence, so that she is now in a daze. However, Jiang Yuehan is very smart after all, and she can roughly guess from the "different" father in front of her that this may be the real wheel array - Qimen Wheel.

Thinking of the possibility that this might exist, Jiang Yuehan couldn't help but sigh secretly, sighing that he was a little arrogant in doing things, thinking that he had easily won the upper volume of this secret world classic scroll. However, there is no way to do it in the overlapping obstacle now. Jiang Yuehan could only silently watch as the body of his father, the Holy Emperor, who was wearing a black robe and a bronze mask in front of him, slowly disappeared in the quicksand. And Qin Guan, who was originally standing aside without saying a word, sneered.

Jiang Yuehan was distraught now, she couldn't help but clench her fists and tighten her skirt. Asked in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Qin Guan stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the body of the Holy Emperor, who was originally just covered by quicksand, suddenly burst out of the body like a desert funeral. The quicksand quickly flooded the room where Jiang Yuehan and Qin Guan were. Fortunately, Jiang Yuehan had already escaped before this small courtyard that had been flooded by quicksand. At the last moment when Jiang Yuehan left, she saw the old man Qin Guan who disappeared into the quicksand courtyard. The old man was dressed in plain white clothes, and looked at Jiang Yuehan's back as he walked away quickly. There was just an uncontrollable sneer on his face, but there was no movement under his feet. Jiang Yuehan didn't dare to turn his head to look at it anymore, and only cared about his own way and escaped