As long as Solin for so long, Wen Qing knew his habits in the early morning.

Solin brought this golden key every day. Because he was restless when he was sleeping, he was used to putting it under the pillow.

After taking the key, Wen Qingqing left quickly and disappeared at the door.

Solin ran to Suo'an's room and saw the blood on the ground, dragged the body out of the bed, and determined that it was his last son, he yelled angrily.

Three sons, let the same person kill, this is equivalent to stabbing a knife on his chest.

When he cultivated, there was a small problem in his body, and he couldn't regenerate his childhood. This is the broken son.

"Surname Ye, I will never let you go."

Solin was trying to chase out, and suddenly remembered something. He ran back to the room quickly and reached into the pillow.

After touching it, I touched it.

"Who took the key of the king?"

Sorin roared, his son was killed, and the key made people stole, which made his anger burst into the critical point.

He pumped his nose, and the room was filled with a faint aroma.

He ran out quickly, walked in front of a room, and kicked the door away.

"King, what do you run over in the middle of the night?" Wen Qingqing got up from the bed and asked puzzledly.

Sorin walked over, slapped her face with a slap, and swollen her half face.

"Butter, where are you pretending, where is the key?" Solin quality asked.

"King, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Solin stuck her neck and said angrily: "In this palace, whoever does anything can't escape my eyes, do you think you can deceive me?"

"King, I really don't know what you are talking about?" Wen Qingqing had difficulty breathing and said urgently.

"I'll see how hard your mouth is."

Sorin grabbed her fingers, pinched hard, under the giant, his fingers were crushed directly.

Ten hearts, it can be seen that the pain is so powerful, Wen Qingqing suddenly screamed.

Ye Xiong hadn't entered the harem, and he heard the scream from a distance. It was Wen Qingqing's voice.

He rushed quickly, and at this time he was discovered regardless of his discovery.

"Stop, who?" A guard found that he was suspicious and asked loudly.

Ye Xiong split out of the air, and the guard was shot and fell into a corpse when he fell.

"The demon head is back." A guard yelled.

At present, the disciples of the Protoss are pouring from all directions, and they look at it from a distance. No one dares to come forward to stop it.

They recognized that Ye Xiong was the one who broke in during the day, all of which were like an enemy, and no one wanted to be cannon fodder.

Ye Xiong walked to the door of the room, took a palm, and the surging vitality hit the door.

At the same time, another vitality hit from the inside, and the two drums collided in the air, as if the thunder was exploded.

A dozen meters around were exploded by the explosion of vitality, destruction and cleverness, and destroyed.

The door was directly blown, and the scene was clear at a glance.

On the floor of the room, a woman was lying down, and she was dying.

"Solin, you actually used to punish a woman." Ye Xiong roared.

"The surname Ye, let's make an appointment for the battle of Shengfeng Mountain tomorrow. Not only did you not fulfill the promise, but also killed me, send this cheap woman to steal my key."

Solin was rushed to lose his mind, grabbing Wen Qingqing on the ground.

"Isn't it just for this woman? I will burn her alive right in front of your eyes."

The flame suddenly ignited, and Wen Qingqing instantly turned into a burning person. The burning smell, mixed with screams, rang out in the air.

"Thorin, do you dare?"

Ye Xiong's body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Thorin.

"If you want, I'll give it to you."

Thorin laughed loudly and threw Wen Qingqing's body in the air.

Ye Xiong caught Wen Qingqing's body and extinguished the fire on her body, but Wen Qingqing was burned beyond recognition. She only had half a life left. She couldn't even open her eyes and could only whine.

"Qingqing, hold on, you will be fine."

Seeing her miserable appearance, Ye Xiong's heart ached for a while.

"I...didn't betray...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingqing's body lay softly in his arms, motionless again.

The power of Thorin's red flames can burn a person alive even for just a few seconds.

"This is the first one. I will kill my third son. Even if the palace is destroyed today, I will kill you. Don't worry, I won't let you die. I will go to China someday and kill your family members one by one.

, let you try what it feels like to lose a loved one."

Thorin gave up everything, not even the royal palace of the gods.

Today, he only had one thought, which was to take revenge on Ye Xiong severely.

Ye Xiong's heart felt stinging, and a wave of sadness and anger surged out of his heart.

In my mind, the scene of getting to know Wen Qingqing is vivid.

Although there was no love between him and Wen Qingqing at all, and his relationship with her could only be said to be due to a combination of various reasons, but he had to admit that if it weren't for him, Wen Qingqing would never have become like this.

If Wen Qingqing hadn't been angry with herself, she wouldn't have gone to the Holy Peak with her, and wouldn't have been favored by the third prince and wanted to humiliate her.

Because of her relationship with herself, her dream of getting married was shattered, her parents died tragically, and she also ended up like this.

He has a great responsibility for all of this.

"Thorin, tonight either you die or I live."

The surging vitality burst out, and the surrounding dozens of meters turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Ye Xiong rushed out suddenly, clapped his palms, and the blazing flames rolled directly towards him.

"Your Red Flame Technique is originally the magic of our God Clan. Am I still afraid of you?"

More powerful red flames surged from Thorin's body, and the two drums of red flames confronted each other in the palace. In an instant, the entire palace fell into a purgatory on earth.

This level of confrontation is no longer something that the God Clan disciples can participate in. The disciples below turned into birds and fled far away from the palace, fearing that they would be missed.

A war between cultivators has begun.

While people around were running away in panic, in a corner, a man looked at the two people fighting in mid-air, with a mixture of shock and jealousy in his eyes.

"My surname is Ye, I haven't seen you for a short time, but you actually made a breakthrough again." The poisonous young master gritted his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. "Why are you so lucky, but I am always so unlucky."

Just now, taking advantage of the chaos, he ran into Wen Qingqing's room, trying to find the golden key, but he couldn't find it after rummaging through it.

He had been planning this plan for so long, and even his daughter was involved in it, but all his efforts were in vain, which made him very unwilling.

"My talent will never be buried. Sooner or later, I will surpass you."

Mr. Du followed the crowd and fled toward the door, when a familiar roar suddenly came.

"Long Baichuan, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Four figures descended from the sky, each guarding one side. They were clearly the leaders of the four ancient martial arts sects.
Chapter completed!