In Xia Hao's eyes, the cold was like frost.

This is not only humiliation, but also a conspiracy!

If it was in his previous life, Xia Hao might still be a little confused, even if his cultivation is now wasted, but Xia Chongshan is still the head of one of the three major families in Huojiao City after all, why does Xue Qinghe dare to be so aggressive?

But from the Yin Soul to the emperor who controls the Eight Cold Heavy Prisons, in the past hundred years, Xia Hao has experienced too many things and seen too much, how can he not see through Xue Qinghe's intentions?

It's the same whether it's a human or a ghost.

It's just for "power" and "fame and fortune".

If the guess is correct, at this time, Xue Qinghe should have taken refuge in the Yelu family.

The Yelu family, in Huojiao City, is the biggest opponent of the Xia family.

Xue Qinghe's real intention in doing this was to take advantage of Xia Hao's illness to make a big fuss, humiliate him fiercely, and even completely defeat Xia Chongshan's dignity and will, so as to pave the way for him and the Yelu family to overthrow the Xia family and seize control of Huojiao City in the next step.

Cruel with heart.

His heart can be punished!

"As long as I can save Hao'er, what if I kneel. ”

As the head of the clan, Xia Chongshan could faintly realize that Xue Qinghe's humiliation was likely to harbor a plot. But for Xia Hao, even if he gave his own life, he would not hesitate to do it, let alone just kneel?

Xia Chongshan bowed his body, ready to kneel down to Xue Qinghe.

Wind and snow falling.

Bursts of snowflakes whistled and fluttered, falling on Xia Chongshan's bowed back.

Again and again, as if to crush his back,

He was so pressed that he could never hold his head up again.

At the height of the mountain road, Xue Qinghe stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Xia Chongshan bending his knees, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneering and cold smile.

Just when Xia Chongshan was about to kneel.

A white, firm palm reached over and held him.

"Young master!"

The two guards chased out of the pavilion, looking at the scene in front of them, a little overwhelmed.

Who will be the person who stopped Xia Chongshan from kneeling, besides Xia Hao?

"Hao'er?" turned his head to see Xia Hao, which surprised Xia Chongshan.

These days, Xia Hao's health has deteriorated, and he is on the verge of death, and his anger is like a gossamer, and he is in a state where he is not in danger, if there is really no way, Xia Chongshan will not be able to come to Xue Qinghe.

Xia Chongshan and the two guards didn't expect that at this time, Xia Hao would still be able to stand up, and even walked out of the pavilion by himself to prevent Xia Chongshan from kneeling down to Xue Qinghe.

"Hao'er, you ......"

Feeling the resoluteness in Xia Hao's hand, Xia Chongshan's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

"Father, how can the people of our Xia family give in to such a villain?"

Xia Hao shook his head lightly and said to Xia Chongshan.

Immediately, his gaze turned to Xue Qinghe with a cold gaze, "You, do you want my father to kneel?"

Xue Qinghe's expression sank, once, when Xia Hao was in high spirits, he relied on him Xue Qinghe, and when he saw Xia Hao, he didn't even dare to pant loudly, but now he was stared at by Xia Hao, so that he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

But soon, Xue Qinghe realized that Xia Hao in front of him was no longer the dazzling pride of the sky, but just a wasted person who had lost his cultivation, snorted coldly in his mouth, and sneered: "Whether you kneel or not is your own business." Whether you can save it or not, it's also my business. If you don't want to seek medical treatment, if you want to die, I won't stop you. ”

"Yelujia, what benefits have you been promised?"

Xia Hao stepped out, stepping on the steps, his steps were slow and calm, and he walked towards Xue Qinghe step by step.

"If you don't cure it, you won't cure it......"

"Still want to humiliate my father?"

"Next, do you still want to take advantage of my illness to put forward various conditions and force my father step by step?"

"Unite with the Yelu family, overthrow my Xia family, and plot to seize Huojiao City?"

An indifferent, chilling questioning voice rang out.

Xia Hao came to Xue Qinghe.

"I don't know what you're talking about!?"

Xue Qinghe's expression was pale.

Watching Xia Hao step on the stone steps, approaching step by step, he knew that Xia Hao had become a wasted person and was no longer the pride of the sky he once was, but for some reason, Xue Qinghe felt an invisible momentum from Xia Hao's body, like a dark cloud covering the sky, enveloping him, making him unable to move, and the blood on his body seemed to be about to solidify.

The wind and snow all around, at this moment, seem to have become extremely heavy.

"Still pretending?"

Xia Hao sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes turned to Xue Qinghe.

Airplanes!

"W-what is this!?"

Touching Xia Hao's sight, Xue Qinghe's heart trembled suddenly, he actually saw the endless icy earth in Xia Hao's pupils, and icebergs rose from the ground. And among these icebergs, there are countless corpses, and there are tens of millions of ghosts, like ants, all over the sky, dancing and swimming around the icebergs, wailing and shouting......

The icy earth,

Mountains of corpses like a sea,

Ice and blood blend,

A lament of ice and fire!

It's purgatory!

In Xue Qinghe's widening eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was filled and shrouded in endless fear.

"His heart can be punished. ”

"You, damn it. ”

Xia Hao had five fingers on his right hand, and his probing hand choked Xue Qinghe's throat.

"No!" Suddenly, Xue Qinghe felt that his whole person was like falling into an ice cave, as if he had fallen into an endless icy land, buried by a mountain of corpses, engulfed by countless ghosts, and even breathing became difficult.

The more you struggle, the deeper you fall.

"Ho-ho-ho!"

In Xue Qinghe's widening eyes, despair emerged.

There was a rapid roar in his throat, his face turned from iron blue to dead ash, and his whole body became stiff and cold.

And then

There is no breath.

As Xia Hao's palm was released.

Bone ...... Xue Qinghe's body collapsed to the ground, rolling all the way down the stone steps of the mountain road, and slamming to the ground. His face was pale, his mouth was wide open, his body was stiff and motionless, and his dull pupils were still filled with fear and despair.

Xue Qinghe, dead.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Xue Qinghe die suddenly, his face like ashes made Xia Chongshan unexpected.

This change came too suddenly.

"Hao'er, are you okay?" Immediately, Xia Chongshan looked at Xia Hao sharply and asked.

He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't care why Xue Qinghe died suddenly, but none of this mattered, for Xia Chongshan, Xia Hao's safety was the most important thing!

Cough, cough, cough!

Xia Hao coughed lightly twice, and the palm of the hand covering his mouth was stained with a few traces of blood.

Looking at the blood on his palm, Xia Hao shook his head lightly.

Although the return of rebirth has aroused the vitality in the body, this body, after all, has just recovered, and the foundation is still very weak.

But it doesn't matter.

This does not hurt the roots.

It won't take long to recover.

In this life, since he was reborn as the Emperor of the Eight Cold Prisons,

Any enemy,

Anyone who dares to humiliate or even hurt his relatives and friends,

Xia Hao didn't mind, let them experience,

The taste of death.