The night was already deep, and everyone was immersed in happy or sad dreams, and there was nothing to extricate themselves from!

But the palace was still brightly lit, and there was a strange hint of blood red in the lamp, and the extreme danger of the lamp was like a ghost fire that led the soul to hell. The huge palace was full of wreckage, and the blood gathered into a river, like the Lethe River of hell, with anger and blood!

Where is this earth, this is clearly hell, a hell where the gates of hell are accidentally opened!

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There is an uproaring hot spring in the huge house, only to see that the hot spring is misty on the side, the hot spring is oval, and the two ends are slightly flattened, respectively, carved with golden dragon heads. Warm water flows out of the mouth of the faucet, and it is poured into the pool water to collect. The blue waves of the pool water are swirling, and the mist of the smoke is hazy, like a layer of frosted glass, and everything is blurred.

It's really hard to imagine that a house would dare to carve with this dragon head representing the Son of Heaven! What a bold idea!

The hot spring, which was originally flowing quietly, suddenly burst out of a few bubbles, as if something was about to jump out of it!

"Whoa!" Bang.

A tall figure emerged from the water, he seemed to appear out of thin air, the fog gave people a mysterious and noble feeling, the three thousand green silk fell down like a waterfall, the carved facial features were cold and noble enough to frost, there were water droplets sliding down the man's face, all the way down the white chest, sweeping over his thin waist, and finally hidden in the water, a pair of cold eyes as black as a deep pool, with the momentum of looking at the world, it seems that there is nothing in the world that can let him let go of his own rebelliousness!

A white and vast fog floated up from the hot spring, setting off the man like a god, just as he was sad and his imminent disappearance, he finally saw it clearly again, that cold and hard face turned out to be soft and abnormal, and that pair of deep phoenix eyes carried endless tenderness!

Even at the last moment of his life, he has to stay by the side of the woman he loves the most, and in his limited time, he will clear all the obstacles for them!

Jun Yancang's eyes were once again replaced by bloodthirsty coldness.

In the evening, he suddenly woke up from the bed, looking at Xia Yiruo, who was unconscious because of excessive fright, Jun Yancang's face was distressed, and he made his woman worry and fear!

Jun Yancang wanted to soothe Xia Yiruo's tightly frowning brow, but there was a sudden throbbing pain in his heart, and the pain seemed to tear his heart apart, Jun Yancang almost thought that he was dying like this!

However, it didn't take long for the feeling to fade, but Jun Yancang knew that the poison was still in his heart, and it couldn't be discharged!

Jun Yancang couldn't help but think of what Xia Yiruo had told him before, his meridians must not go retrograde, otherwise he was afraid that even Da Luo Jinxian would not be able to save him!

Looking at Xia Yiruo and the three children in a coma, Jun Yancang's eyes were filled with the murderous aura of the stormy waves, and finally, he turned into Shura, carrying a long sword, and slaughtered the palace and washed the palace in blood!

After coming back, Jun Yancang threw away the robe that was completely stained red with blood in great disgust, and jumped into this warm hot spring, baptizing his bloody soul!

Jun Yancang didn't regret doing this, even if he ended up falling into hell and being burned by that ghost fire, he didn't hesitate to do it!

All those who hurt his wife and children will have to pay for it, even the powerful hermit family!