Jun Fengze was indeed dragged out, and he had no power to resist.

Although he is the Heavenly Monarch of the Apocalypse Continent and Jun Muhan's father, it is also true that his cultivation is not as good as his own son.

But at this time, he couldn't care about this, Mo Yan's heavy and anxious tone just now, it was obvious that Su Mengning's condition was not good.

"Will she be sure?" Jun Fengze asked in a low voice.

"I have faith in her." Jun Muhan glanced at Jun Fengze, "Father Jun should also have confidence in the queen mother." ”

Jun Fengze was silent.

"Heavenly Monarch." Suddenly, a heavy voice came from behind him.

Zhihua hurriedly walked in front of Jun Fengze's father and son, his eyes full of anxiety, "Do you need me to invite the saint to come?" ”

Before Jun Fengze could speak, he heard Jun Muhan lightly throw out a sentence: "No need." ”

"But ......"

Zhihua wanted to say something, but was interrupted again by Jun Mu's cold voice, "Benjun doesn't want to say it a third time." ”

Zhihua shut up and stood quietly aside.

Jun Fengze sighed lightly.

In front of his son, the majesty of the Heavenly Monarch has long been gone.

Whenever their father and son are present at the same time, the one in charge is always his son.

It was a powerful aura that came from instinct.

Even if he is the king and he is the father, he can't suppress Jun Muhan.

Perhaps this is one of the important reasons why their father and son are not close.

Time passed in an unbearable wait, and when night fell and the gate of Fengluan Palace opened again, Mo Yan walked out with tired eyes.

"What's wrong with her?"

Jun Fengze hurriedly walked in front of Mo Yan.

"It's under control for the time being, but it's not out of danger yet."

Mo Yan even had a slightly hoarse voice.

Su Mengning's situation was even worse than she imagined.

Jun Muhan walked over and held Mo Yan without a trace.

"You've done your best, don't push yourself."

"I'm going to go in and see her......" Jun Fengze wanted to enter the hall, but was stopped by Mo Yan, "Now no one can see the queen of heaven." ”

"Why?" Jun Fengze's eyebrows sank slightly.

Mo Yan looked directly into Jun Fengze's eyes, "If the Heavenly Monarch believes me, he will do what I say." ”

"Heavenly Monarch, please also ask Heavenly Monarch to let Zhihua go and invite the Holy Maiden to come."

Not far behind, Zhihua knelt down, tears welling up in his eyes.

"In the past three years, if there was no saintess, the queen of heaven would have been unable to hold on. You can't put the life of the queen on the hands of this unknown woman......"

Before Zhihua's words fell, he was swept away by a sharp wind.

Zhihua flew out and fell far away, and when he fell to the ground, he suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood on the side of his head, and his face turned pale.

Jun Mu looked at Zhihua with cold eyes, "If you say a word of disrespect to Benjun's wife from your mouth again, Benjun doesn't mind making you speechless forever." ”

Zhihua trembled, struggled to prop himself up, knelt down towards Jun Muhan, and said in a dumb voice: "Zhihua knows his mistakes, please forgive the emperor." ”

Jun Fengze didn't expect Jun Muhan to treat the girl as his wife.

Didn't his son like the one named Mo Yan?

"Don't be angry." Mo Yan walked up to Jun Muhan and held his slightly cold hand.

It was clear that he was really angry.

If the injury has not healed, it is most difficult to get emotional.

What's more, this Zhihua is still Su Mengning's hair, and he has to take care of some Buddha faces without looking at the monk's face.

Seeing that his son was appeased in an instant, Jun Fengze glanced at Mo Yan thoughtfully, and then said indifferently: "Zhihua, you go down first." ”

Zhihua looked up at Jun Fengze, struggling to say something, but finally swallowed it all back.

Zhihua got up and staggered away, Mo Yan's gaze was retracted from Zhihua, and then he said to Jun Muhan and Jun Fengze: "The queen of heaven is actually poisoned." ”

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