Chapter 142: Do You Still Want to Be Wrong Again?

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, the little old man came.

Moreover, he easily opened the old emperor's unbreakable bedroom.

The originally dark room suddenly became bright again, and Yun Qingjiu looked at the little old man who came from the broken window in surprise.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

The little old man was tired all the way, and he was already casual about his appearance, but now he looks more and more like an old beggar.

The look on his face was rare to see.

He hurried to Yun Qingjiu's side to check on her injuries.

"My good granddaughter-in-law? How are you? He asked nervously.

Yun Qingjiu shook his head, looked at his anxious appearance, and comforted him softly: "Grandpa, I'm fine." You don't have to worry too much. ”

The little old man looked at the blood in that place, suddenly became anxious, raised his feet and walked towards the old emperor who was held hostage by Sikong Lone.

Facing the old emperor's current predicament, he was not worried at all, but raised his hand and slapped him heavily in the face.

He yelled at him: "You fool! Do you still want to be wrong again and again? If you kill the wine again, how will you face your son in the future? You've lost all the faces of your ancestors! ”

Although he reprimanded him harshly, he still protected his son after all.

At this moment, he was in tears, pleading with Yun Qingjiu and Sikong Lone.

"Jiujiu, just take it as my old man begging you, let him go this time."

In the face of his plea, Yun Qingjiu opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.

The old man is really good to her, and the same is true for Chao'er Xi'er.

However, she had no way to make a decision for Sikong Lone.

Moreover, she also felt that this old emperor should not be spared at all.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the old man turned to look at Sikong Silence.

"Child, grandpa knows that you are bitter in your heart. You can be angry with your grandfather, but let your father go. He is the king of Fengming Kingdom, and this country cannot live without him. ”

Sikong Lone, who had always been cold, couldn't help but flash his eyes when facing him.

At this moment, the expression on his face became a little tangled.

From his reaction, it can be seen that Sikong Lin is also very respectful and loving to the little old man.

He struggled for a while, but never responded.

Suddenly, the little old man also used the old emperor's way and knelt down in front of Sikong Silence.

However, unlike the old emperor, he knelt down and sincerely wanted to repent.

I want to suffer for my son.

His actions did startle Sikong Silence, and he turned sideways slightly to the side, and bent over to help him up.

When he made this move, he had to let go of the emperor.

At the moment when he bent down to help the old man, a cold light suddenly flashed in the old emperor's hand.

"Be careful!"

Before Yun Qingjiu's words could be shouted, the dagger glowing with cold light pierced into Sikong Shi's abdomen.

The look on Sikong Lone's face paused, and then he raised his eyes and looked at the old emperor in front of him, his expression was cold.

His eyes were glowing with blood, and just as he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly grabbed the old emperor's hand.

And, flipped the dagger in his hand, and then fell to the ground with the old emperor.

The sharp dagger sank into the old emperor's abdomen entirely, and his brows furrowed with an unbelievable look.

Yun Qingjiu stumbled past, Sikong Lin pushed the old emperor away, and then handed the bloody dagger into Yun Qingjiu's hand.

"You, do it yourself......" he said lamely.

Yun Qingjiu looked at Sikong Lone's injury.

The knife struck him right in the abdomen, and his face turned extremely pale in a few moments.

She knew she couldn't afford to delay any longer.

Looking at the old emperor on the side, he was injured more seriously than Sikong Lone.

Even if Yun Qingjiu didn't mend the knife, he would die soon.

But she had to make up for it!

Thinking of this, she picked up the dagger and stabbed it into his heart.

However, before the dagger could touch his body, it was suddenly shot down by a flying stone.

The person who came in was a monk.

His fast and weird body should be comparable to Sikong Lonely.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Yun Qingjiu, and quickly lit the old emperor's acupoint to stop the bleeding for him.

Immediately after, he took out an elixir from his sleeve and intended it into the old emperor's mouth.

Yun Qingjiu looked at it, and that thing was the Golden Pulp Pill.

He wants to use the Golden Marrow Pill to revive the old emperor!

Yun sake is naturally not allowed to see this scene!

They have managed to get to this point, and they will never let this monk ruin all plans.

At this time, the old monk suddenly turned his face and looked directly at Yun Qingjiu.

Yun Qingjiu looked at him, and the whole person instantly froze in place.

This, a face, is exactly the same as that of the old emperor.

At this moment, countless questions crossed my mind.

The man in the ice coffin, the old emperor in front of him, plus this monk......

What the hell is going on?

The monk in front of him suddenly spoke slowly: "I am the culprit, the person you want to kill is me!" Please let him go! ”

Yun Qingjiu looked at him in astonishment, what he meant...... Is he their biological father?

I was so shocked that I forgot to think about it, and I froze straight in place.

The monk's medical skills are superb, and there is a golden marrow pill, and the old emperor who is about to step into the ghost gate is rescued by him.

He took out another Golden Pill, broke it in half, and gave it to Sikong Lin and Yun Sake respectively.

The Golden Pulp Pill was an excellent elixir, and the two who were seriously injured got better after a while.

"Master Snow Sky, this is a mess of your own making, today, you clean it up! Even if you give up your life, you have to save my good grandson! ”

The little old man looked at the monk in front of him viciously, and after saying this, he picked up the old emperor and took him out of the room.

He took his son and left, never looking back.

Under the morning sun, his back looked so lonely and pitiful.

At this moment, Yun Sake and Sikong Battle are already in a state of extreme confusion.

What the little old man said, did it confirm that what the snow sky in front of him said was true?

Is he really their biological father?

"If you want revenge, kill me, kill me, and everyone will be saved."

Yun Qingjiu had too many doubts in his heart, holding a dagger in his hand, but he couldn't do anything.

She desperately wanted to know what was going on.

At this time, the monk in front of her seemed to see what she was thinking, and slowly spoke.

"The Lunaris Clan has a spell called Weaving Love, if you want to know what happened, you might want to give it a try."

Yun Qingshu asked him about it, and learned from his mouth that the technique of weaving love can see people's past, and can also create the future he wants for him.

However, this spell must be opened with the life of the person concerned as a medium.

This person has to be voluntary, and as soon as the spell is over, he will die.