Yun Ruohan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He straightened his back and looked at Ye Chengfeng without any hesitation.

"National Master, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Ye Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, landed on the ground, and looked at him with interest: "After many years of separation, Your Highness seems to have changed a lot! I almost didn't recognize him."

Yun Ruohan said coldly: "The national teacher has not changed at all, and he is still disgusting in his pretentious manner."

Uncle Cheng and his friends were almost scared to death.

Who is this Yun Ruohan?

Does he know what identity and strength Ye Chengfeng is?

How dare you call him disgusting?

Don't want to live anymore?

Ye Chengfeng just stroked the water Qilin with a faint expression, neither annoyed nor angry, but just said lightly: "Your Highness is still alive, which means the little prince must be alive, right? This is really good news!"

Yun Ruohan's pupils suddenly shrank, and a strong murderous intent spread in his eyes.

The spiritual power surged in his body, and the Ice Po Sword burst into coldness, and instantly turned into an ice blade and attacked Ye Chengfeng.

The water Qilin opened its bloody mouth and let out a roar.

The ice blades immediately changed their trajectory and fell into its mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a huge ferocious beast soared into the sky, and balls of blue liquid spurted towards Yun Ruohan.

Ye Chengfeng looked at Yun Ruohan with difficulty avoiding the attack of the water Qilin, and smiled and said with a smile: "Don't struggle, you can't escape anyway. More than ten years ago, you escaped from my hands once. Do you think you can escape this time?"

Yun Ruohan turned a deaf ear to his words.

The Ice Soul Sword in his hand suddenly stabbed the water ball, and the water ball immediately turned into ice slag and shattered.

However, the water kirin spits out the water ball faster and faster.

The pressure of the divine beasts around him is becoming more and more unbearable.

Finally, a water ball rubbed Yun Ruohan's shoulders and stroked by.

He immediately let out a muffled groan, and his hand holding the Ice Po Sword instantly lost its power.

The sword was almost falling out of its hands.

Yun Ruohan hurriedly wanted to hand the sword to his left hand, but at this moment, his eyes burst into tears.

A shadow enveloped.

A severe pain came from the abdomen.

With a bone-cold coldness, it invaded every inch of his flesh and blood.

Yun Ruohan's pale lips moved, and his gaze moved slightly.

He saw a pale and slender hand holding a blue ice cone that pierced his abdomen.

On the back of the hand are slightly bulging veins.

Yun Ruohan's eyes moved upwards and fell on Ye Chengfeng's smiling face.

His low and slightly hoarse voice came from his ears: "Your Highness, from the very heart, I appreciate your character, but it's a pity... who made you a member of the Lan royal family!"

"As long as it is from the Lan royal family, everyone must go to hell. This is the case with you, and so is the little prince. Whether it is the small platform on the floating island or the cultivation continent now, I will definitely find him."

Yun Ruohan's heart was shocked and his eyes were staring at Ye Chengfeng: "You dare to hurt Xiaoqi!"

"Haha... Do you want to sacrifice the [Ghost Nightmare] Yuanhun to die with me?"

Ye Chengfeng's hand grabbed Yun Ruohan's neck at some point, "You are not qualified yet, and I will not let you die so easily. You can go to that luxurious and cold palace to accompany your dear father and mother... Um--!"

As soon as his face changed, his figure would retreat quickly.

But Yun Ruohan's movements were faster than him.
Chapter completed!