Qing Hui pulled Xiao Hui behind him and blocked her.

Then he stared at Qingluo coldly.

Qingluo was the same, staring at her coldly.

The two are like undying enemies, vowing to kill each other.

Qing Qi held the bone fan in her palm, she was almost exhausted of spiritual power now, but the weapon that Lian Xueyin gave her was not ordinary, she didn't believe that she couldn't clean up a ghost thing in Qingluo!

At this time, Qingluo also appeared in his palm, the bottom of the long stick fell to the ground, and the back of his hand holding the long stick was distinct, and the green tendons were violent.

Both of them had a posture that was bound to kill the other.

Imminent!

At this moment, a voice came from afar, "Wait a minute! Wait a minute! ”

Qingjun's eyebrows twisted, although he didn't accept the action to make a move, he also stalemate.

It wasn't until the man appeared in front of him that Qingqi blinked his eyes, cried directly, and rushed over and hugged the person tightly, "Father, father, I'm going to be bullied to death, Your Majesty, Lian Xueyin, he, he ......"

His voice choked and he hiccuped violently.

The person who came was a man in Tsing Yi who looked to be in his thirties.

The expression is cold and majestic, but his appearance is rare in the world, his facial features are as sharp and angular as a knife, and his eyes are deep.

It is the regent of Eastern Qin, Qing Wuxuan.

Qing Wuhui gently patted his beloved daughter, and coaxed gently: "Good baby, my father is here, I won't let anyone bully our little branches, don't cry, if you cry again, your father's heart will break......"

Xiao Hui, who was standing behind Qing Hui, was directly dumbfounded.

The filter at the bottom of my heart was completely shattered.

For Qingjun, for this man who looks cold and hard to mess with, it's really a sudden change in painting style when he opens his mouth.

Qing Luo, who was staring at him on the other side, was also stunned, and Fang Cai's ruthlessness retreated completely, looking at the two of them in disbelief.

Qing Wuhui whispered for a long time, and Qing Yu finally stopped crying, pulled him to the side, and faced Qing Luo again.

The appearance of the delicate little daughter disappeared cleanly, leaving only ruthlessness, with a posture of wanting to break the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces,

"Father, you know how to contact my mother, right? You invite her over now, today's hatred, even if I die, I will also drag this ghost thing to be buried! ”

"Pull me to the funeral? Give it a try! Qingluo also recovered from the shock and walked over to Qingluo.

"Stop!" Qing Wuhui hurriedly blocked it and shouted at Qing Luo: "You rebel, kneel down for me!" ”

Qing Luo's movements froze, he raised his chin slightly, and looked at Qing Wuhui again in shock and stubbornness.

Qing Wuhui frowned slightly: "Why are you still so short after 30,000 years?" ”

The corners of Qingluo's mouth twitched slightly, and he trembled, "Father...... Monarch? ”

"What?"

Qingqi was shocked and lost her voice.

Pulling Qing Wuxuan, looking at him, and then at Qingluo, I didn't find it if I didn't look closely, but after a closer look, the two people really had some similarities.

No, what the hell is going on?

Isn't this her father? Why did he become the father of this ghost thing in Qingluo again? Qingluo's father, isn't he the lord of Dongze, the emperor of Dongze? How can a dignified emperor ......

Qingqi was stunned.

Yes, if it weren't for the fall of Dongze, how could Qingluo hate like that? She only got a glimpse of a fragment of the battle, not the whole picture. Dongze fell, how could Emperor Dongze, who was the lord of Dongze, still be alive?

So......

This is the second villain who wants to destroy the heavens and the earth, devour the abyss and clouds, and devour the Xuanjing Heaven, and it turned out to be her ...... Brother?