"No!" The Holy Monarch wailed and wanted to stop what he was doing, but the words in his pen really fell on the Holy Decree.

Until the jade seal was finalized on the holy decree, the holy monarch couldn't lift the breath in his chest, and his eyes widened and he fell weakly.

A generation of saints swallowed their last breath inadvertently at this moment.

No matter how much he tried to consolidate his throne in the past, he only ended up with a tragic death.

Su Wenkang didn't even give Shengjun a look, he turned his head to look at Shangguan Xue'er with a complicated expression.

He never expected that his father would be Xue'er's mother-killing enemy, and now the estrangement between him and her may be more and more profound.

"Cher, I'm sorry." He was ashamed of his father, but he didn't know how to make up for it.

With a faint smile, she raised her head and looked at the sky, and said in her heart: Mother, now you can finally rest in peace, I have personally solved the person who killed you, and I hope you will have no more suffering in heaven.

"The Seventh Prince, this hall is too gloomy, and I hope that the Seventh Princes can be reorganized." She made a formal salute to Su Wenkang, and Su Wenkang's eyes were moist.

"Cher, can we still talk all night like we used to? You know I haven't had any friends in the palace all these years, I ......" Su Wenkang stretched out his hand to help her up, and his tone was pleading.

His childhood in this deep palace compound was far from being as comfortable as others, and since he was a child, he knew that the Holy Monarch didn't like him much, so he never deliberately tried to please anyone, and over time he developed into what he is now.

As for the third brother, it was because he had saved his life when he was young, and he had no way to reciprocate so he kept following the third brother.

"Naturally, I'm still the same Xue'er who will sit on the roof and cry, and you are still the cold Seventh Prince." She smiled so hard that Su Wenkang's cherry red lips made Su Wenkang swallow saliva unconsciously.

"Save ...... Help me......"

At this moment, two weak voices trembled out from behind the curtain of the main hall, and when they saw someone in the main hall, they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to speak.

"Who are you?" Su Wenkang didn't expect that there were other people in the hall, and he immediately guarded in front of Shangguan Xue'er.

"This old fox is hanging? It seems that Cher's skills have improved quite quickly. Fa Xu's voice sounded in her consciousness, and she knew that the two of them had successfully rescued the trapped Protoss.

"No problem." She gently patted Su Wenkang's shoulder and walked towards the two.

Su Wenkang looked sideways at the place that had just been photographed, and the corners of his mouth hooked bitterly.

"You're a Protoss, aren't you?" She walked over to the two of them and gently checked their pulses.

"How do you know?" The two looked at each other, their expressions full of nervousness.

After all, their identities have brought them nothing but fear over the years, and now that they have finally escaped from the dungeon, they don't want to fall into the hands of others again.

"Me too." She hooked her lips slightly, her shoulders twitched slightly, and the little fox had already pounced on one of them.

The man was about to scream, but he found that a steady stream of spiritual power was surging towards his body on the shoulder where the little fox was standing, and suddenly the whole person felt much more comfortable.

"Who the hell are you?" It wasn't until the spiritual power of the two of them had recovered a little bit that they saw the situation in front of them clearly.

"Don't worry, since I saved you out, I will naturally keep you safe, now that the Holy Monarch is dead, you can choose to follow me to cultivate for a period of time, or you can choose to go back to the Protoss directly." She pointed to the corpse of the Holy Monarch on the side and said calmly.