"Why didn't you say it in the first place, why?" Ouyang Xuan suddenly roared angrily.

"What the hell do you want to do? Why not say. The Immortal King was also upset with the snake queen's concealment.

But how did Snake Ji know that things would turn out like this, on the way here, she wanted to tell Xuanyuan Yuji, so that he also had hope of living. Who knows—things turned out like this, and she didn't expect it.

"I thought—" She couldn't have imagined all of this.

"The emperor is gone, I wonder what else will happen?" Hades looked at the sky and sighed heavily.

Emperor love, Feng Nu love, he can see that Nangong Xinyao has fallen in love with Xuanyuan Feather Trace since a thousand years ago, but she just doesn't know it. If it is because of Xuanyuan feather marks, let the world - I don't know the next road, how to continue.

"Everything can only depend on the will of God." The snake queen looked at the Brahma earth with painful eyes.

"You are a friend of the emperor, and I hope that you will take over the world."

After all, Xuanyuan Muchen is still young, and many major events cannot be autonomous, and there is a thoughtful person in charge of the world, and he will definitely get peace. There is Ouyang Xuan in the mortal world, and there are two of them in the five realms in the sky, for the sake of tens of millions of lives, they must take responsibility.

"I won't be this emperor, Chen'er ascends the throne, and I will assist." Ouyang Xuan looked at the two of them coldly.

"That's good."

"Hmm!"

The two nodded, glanced at Ouyang Xuan, and flew away. At this time, the horizon fell into darkness again. Some people say that the gods in the sky are descending to earth, and some people say that the world is about to change the sky, and everything is unknown.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival of Nanxue 265, Xuanyuan Yuchen, in the same year, Xuanyuan Muchen ascended the throne and changed the country name: Yuxin. Yu is Xuanyuan feather trace, and Xin is Nangong Xin Yao. The two of them left one after another, making Xiao Muchen become deep and steady.

"Uncle Ouyang, aunt, you are here." In four years, Xuanyuan Muchen became deep and steady, and during the trance, there was the shadow of Nangong Xinyao.

"Come and show my aunt, yes! It seems that I have grown a lot taller, and I have become an adult. Nangong Yan'er walked over, stretched out her hand and gently touched his head.

"Auntie is getting more and more beautiful." Xuanyuan Muchen smiled lightly, and two small dimples appeared on his cheeks.

"This kid has such a sweet mouth."

Just like Nangong Xinyao, she smiled sweetly every time. Although Xuanyuan Muchen is not Nangong Xinyao's biological child, her bizarre personality is the same as her, I don't know if this is the so-called fate.

"My aunt is already very good-looking, just like the queen mother, she is the most beautiful person in the world." When Nangong Xinyao was mentioned, his round eyes were unexpectedly foggy.

"Don't be sad Chen'er, your queen mother will definitely come back." Ouyang Xuan hugged him painfully.

"I'm not sad, I know that my mother and father will not leave me."

He firmly believes that over the years, he has become more and more stable day by day, and his work has become more and more neat. Although there is still no news from Nangong Xinyao and Xuanyuan Yuji, he believes that they will come back. Nangong Xinyao once said that no matter where he is, he will never be left behind.

"Chen'er, take your brother to play, my aunt has something to say to your uncle." Nangong Yan'er took a deep breath and calmed her breathing.

"Hmm." He nodded obediently.

One glance at the couple, they took their children and walked off into the distance. When she couldn't see them, Nangong Yan'er looked at Ouyang Xuan, and her heartbroken expression made Ouyang Xuan suddenly hold her tightly in his arms.

"Xuan, it's been seven years, it's been seven years, Yao'er is nowhere to be found, and the master he-" Nangong Yan'er said fragile at this time.

"Yan'er, don't talk about marks in front of Chen'er. Over the years, this child has been hit twice, and has become so deep and steady that he can't let him know. ”

Although Xuanyuan Muchen didn't say it, he knew the bitterness in his heart. Nangong Xinyao made Xuanyuan Muchen strong, he would rather shed blood than tears, no matter what happened, he didn't dare to cry, at a young age, it was enough to bear so much.

"However, paper can't hold the fire, and he will know one day." No matter how you hide it, there will always be a day when you know.

"It's a day to be able to hide it."

"This kid's life is really miserable." She closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her beautiful cheeks.

should be innocent and innocent, but Xuanyuan Muchen has an adult character, I don't know if it's good or bad. All this, except for Nangong Xinyao and Xuanyuan Feather Traces, I'm afraid no one can restore it to before.

On the other side, two children, one older and one younger, about eleven or twelve years old, walked among the lavender bushes.

"Brother, isn't this flower my aunt's favorite?" The youngest boy asked.

"Hmm."

"Then can you tell me about my aunt?" The little boy asked again.

He kept grabbing Nangong Yan'er and asking, but no matter what his mother said, she refused to tell him more. He really wanted to know, if he could be born earlier, then he would be willing to do so.

"The queen mother is the most beautiful person in the world, she is very kind, intelligent, and very good to people, and never dislikes beggars." Xuanyuan Muchen replied.

"There is no one in this world who can replace her, that's why my father loves her so much."

"Where did she go, aunt, why hasn't she come back after so many years?" Listening to Xuanyuan Muchen's words, he frowned.

Such a perfect woman, he really wanted to meet and talk to her. However, can his small wish be fulfilled?

Every time he watched Nangong Yan'er cry, he probably guessed a lot, but he didn't believe that Nangong Xinyao was really dead. Perhaps, she's safe somewhere right now, but they don't know it.

"I don't know, but all those who killed the queen mother are not dead." When it came to the gang that harmed Nangong Xinyao, Xuanyuan Muchen actually had a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

"The one who hurt my aunt? Brother, can you take me to have a look? "The blood in his whole body is boiling now, and he wants to teach those who harm Nangong Xinyao a lesson.

He frowned and glanced at his younger brother beside him, thought about it, and nodded heavily. I didn't want him to go because I was afraid that this little brother would see his bloodthirstiness, he hated those who harmed Nangong Xinyao, if it weren't for them, he would still be living a good life with his relatives.

"Brother, is it here?" Looking at the archway that read: Criminal Department Room, his brows furrowed and asked Xuanyuan Muchen.

"Well, are you scared?" If you're afraid, don't go in.

"Aren't you afraid?"

He has a small name, and even his father and mother don't have a problem with him, and there is anything that can scare him. The people locked up inside killed his aunt, and his mother washed her face with tears every day, and he hated to pick the skins of those people and pull their tendons.

"Don't go in, beware of scaring you." Xuanyuan Muchen reminded, ready to retreat.

"No, it's all here, why don't you go." Isn't he afraid?

"You're sure."

The obvious distrust on Xuanyuan Muchen's face made him even more angry, and he exhaled through his nostrils, only to see his robe raised, and he strode inside.

When he entered, closed the door, and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned. The ground was a mess, and the pungent question kept rushing his blood, and his stomach was churning as if he was going to vomit everything. In front of him, two people with no good skin curled up in the corner, their whole bodies trembling.

"Brother, is that them?" The two people in front of him couldn't tell whether they were men or women.

"Hmm." Xuanyuan Muchen nodded, without a hint of fear.

The two people in front of him are Xue Yingying and Xue Tianjiao, and he knows what they did to Nangong Xinyao. Because he knew, after Xuanyuan Feather Scar disappeared, he inherited the mantle of Xuanyuan Feather Scar and continued to let them live a life that was worse than death. It's just that his methods are twice as ruthless as Xuanyuan Feather Marks.

"You, you—" Seeing Xuanyuan Muchen, the pupils of the snow warbler dilated, and she kept retreating. But unfortunately, it has reached the corner.

"You're much more ruthless than Xuanyuan Feather Scar." The expressions of different snow warblers are very indifferent.

"The days of cruelty are still to come." Xuanyuan Muchen smiled bloodthirsty.

It is undeniable that Xuanyuan Muchen is really ruthless to them, but she does not regret everything she did to Nangong Xinyao. Up to now, Xue Tianjiao still has no intention of admitting defeat, I'm afraid that even if she is divided in half, she will not admit it.

"What other tricks do you have, let's use them all!" Xue Tianjiao said coldly and indifferently.

"It's all her fault, you let me go." Xue Yingying is really fed up, this eleven or twelve-year-old child is even more ruthless than Xuanyuan Feather Marks.

Xuanyuan Feather Mark is known as the 'Hell Demon King', and I thought that Xuanyuan Feather Mark was the most terrifying person in the world. But I don't want to, Xuanyuan Muchen - his cold-blooded ruthlessness, his methods, I have never seen it, for so many years, they have lived a life that is not even as good as a dog. Obviously, it was Xue Tianjiao who instructed her, but she wanted to accompany Xue Tianjiao, she was unwilling and hated Xue Tianjiao.

"Let's go, hahaha, don't you think that's great?" His hatred hadn't been vented enough, how could he let them go.

"But I haven't done anything wrong, what right do you have to do this to me." The snow warbler cried aggrievedly.

"Just because I am the ruler of the world."

The cold words entered the ears of the snow warbler, and she despaired. Yes, he is the king of this world, the only emperor, he doesn't want them to die, and they can't die. What's more, the eighteen layers of hell are still waiting for their arrival. She regretted it, regretted listening to Xue Tianjiao.

"What other tricks, you take your time." Xue Tianjiao also smiled.

"Then you try it slowly, and in the future, there will be 'better' things to play." The corners of his mouth were full of bloodthirsty expressions.

Ouyang Haoxiang, who was watching from the sidelines, was not afraid, he was more angry, and when he saw these two people, he couldn't help but dislike them. Maybe it was because of the blood connection, he was upset for Nangong Xinyao, and wanted to torture these two people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.