The beautiful soft light turned into a fragment of star feathers and disappeared before everyone's eyes, and everyone found themselves in the dormitory again, and the cool night breeze was blowing in through the wide open panes, and they couldn't help but feel like a dream.

Emperor Zhaoyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt pain in his head, and his whole face turned pale, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from moaning, and the people around him had already noticed his abnormality, and they stepped forward to serve-

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't touch him"

With a cold snort, coming from the mouth of the Child, he was finally done, put away the golden sword in his hand, and the heart in the void was no longer entangled by the blue thread, and slowly disappeared into the air.

"The heart eater has been killed, why does the emperor start to have a headache again?"

Xue Wen frowned and asked.

"The Queen Mother is his biological mother, she uses the same bloodline to trigger the spell of lore, the thunder leads the way, and buries Huangquan - this is an iron heart to kill him"

The boy finally put away his careless smile, his eyes were as quiet as electricity, he looked out the window of the boundless night, gritted his teeth and whispered-

"Demon woman, you're really endless"

With his angry shout, there was a sudden thunder outside the window, and there was a white lightning in the height of the sky, forming a strange ghost-faced vortex, and under the demon wind, it was actually drenched with boundless red rain, and the scarlet was like demonic blood

The blood rain is like a curtain, dyeing the heaven and the earth into ominous, and everywhere it passes, it has been corroded by the blood rain, turning into broken wood and rubble, and someone by the window has been splashed with a few drops, and it is immediately flesh and bones

The majestic palace was soaked in blood and rain, and the gravel and wood chips fell one after another, and even the eaves were corroded into fragments, and the wide caisson could no longer bear it, and suddenly broke a big hole, causing the palace maid to scream.

Boundless blood rain, ghosts crying in unison, and the people who had just escaped from the danger suddenly fell to death again.

"A hundred ghosts cry at night, the ancient witchcraft?"

The young man stood with his head held high, his long hair was scattered like black ink, and his face was not really covered by the illusion, but the haughty and contemptuous coldness on his lips showed the anger in his master's heart.

"Wu Nai is on the left side, it does not belong to the sequence of heaven and earth, and my twelve letter seals have no effect on this-do you think, so I am helpless?"

The more furious he became, the clearer and more beautiful his voice became, and the more brilliant and red his thin and cold lips became, like a red jade in fire.

He then took out a peachwood sword from his sleeve, the blade of which was simple and curved, dark and unbeautiful, and took out a stack of yellow rune paper in the other hand.

He didn't use cinnabar, stretched his index finger to his lips, bit it with his teeth, and dripped, dripping bright red blood, and then he danced on the rune paper, drawing a heavy ancient seal, and finally pinched it with one hand, and the rune paper spontaneously ignited a bright flame.

The talisman ash fell on the peachwood sword, and suddenly the sword body was shining, and it stood upright like a spirit, and slashed out of the window, only to hear a thunderclap, and the loud noise shook people's ears deafeningly, and everyone seemed to have lost their souls.

The ghost's cry dissipated, and the blood rain was still murmuring, and the face of the untamed boy was expressionless, and he continued to draw incantations on the rune paper with blood, and suddenly the bright red handwriting continued to flash with silver light, and hit the window directly, so the thunder was even louder, and the sound of thunder almost destroyed the ruined palace.

The peachwood sword flew away against the thunder and lightning, as if it was fighting to the death against something invisible, and the sound of thunder and lightning in the night sky became more and more terrifying, and the two sides were actually holding each other.

Emperor Zhaoyuan gritted his teeth and endured the faint pain in his forehead, reached out to take the head of the bed with the sword, raised his eyes and glanced at it, but saw that the feet of the Wufei Gongzi were empty, and he stumbled and fell backwards.

The cold, soft body was hugged by him like this, and the wonderful cold fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, which made him feel familiar in a trance.

Where did you smell that scent......

Emperor Zhaoyuan shook his head a little confused, but he heard a cold voice from his chest, "How long do you want to hold it?" ”

Only then did I realize that I actually held him tightly in the crook of my arm and never let go.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's cold and unwavering face, for the first time, there was a suspicious redness of embarrassment and embarrassment, he coughed, and was about to apologize, but when he saw that the prince of Wufei was actually leaning on his shoulder, he seemed to smile and said, "My foot is broken." ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan was silent, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he heard the man whisper on his shoulder: "Your mother is really difficult, she has been making trouble for so long, but she has tired me." ”

This sounds like a mockery, but it is clearly a complaint, or even a ...... Coquetry?

Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyebrows wrinkled strangely, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say.

There was a slight jolt on his chest, and it was clear that the man was laughing under his breath - the moodiness of the Childe was not a day or two, but this time it was even more confusing.

The prince stretched out his hand and pointed to the window, only to see the peachwood sword stabbing across the window, but the battle with the invisible thunder and lightning and blood rain was fierce, "The battle between us sorcerers will not be able to tell the winner for a while and a half—and the people in this dormitory, especially your injuries, cannot be delayed any longer." ”

His voice was cold and smiling, and even when he was saying such ominous words, it was still uninhibited, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"I have a way to do it once and for all—it's up to you to kill your relatives?"

His laughter was wild and treacherous, as if whispering in his ear.

Emperor Zhaoyuan was shocked when he heard this, and one hand couldn't help clenching into a fist, although his ears were uncomfortable because of the hot breath that the man spit out, his heart was as painful as a mirror.

"She has long wanted to put me to death, I have left room many times, but I am still obsessed, it is already a life and death situation in front of me, I will not be merciful anymore."

The cold and harsh voice still has a trace of pain that can't be hidden.

"Hah...... You still don't understand what I mean. What I'm saying is—"

The warm exhalation made his earlobes itch, and the laughter contained wild malice, but the laugh lines at the corners of his lips became more and more sultry, "I want you to do it yourself...... Kill your own mother"

What the?

The left minister on the side was about to be reprimanded, but when he heard this, he was shocked, and swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

Under the night sky, thunder and lightning were blowing, blood and rain were pouring down, and ghosts were rushing to the sky, and the laughter of the young man was crisp, and in addition to being arrogant and mean, his voice had a subtle tremor and excitement-

"Don't you dare? Even if you are an emperor, you don't dare to bear the responsibility of killing your mother with your own hands, and all the world's discussions will poke at your backbone and scold you, scolding you for being disobedient and unfilial."

He gritted his teeth and said, chuckling word by word, as if he had fallen into some kind of secret and resentful emotion, "As the saying goes, there are parents in the world, but in this world, parents who are wolf-hearted and dog-blooded, and pigs and dogs are not as good as pigs and dogs, but they also swagger and live—do you really think that children dare not move a finger against them?" ”。.。

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