Upon hearing this, the twelve guardians of the Holy Land were dumbfounded and looked at the little Tuanzi crying loudly in his father's arms in shock.

The onlookers were even more messy in the wind and their mouths twitched wildly.

If I hadn't been shocked by the momentum of the little baby, I would have believed that the child was so scared.

Xiaobao pinched his thighs with a pair of chubby little hands, and squeezed out a few more tears, crying heart-wrenchingly.

"This woman is so scary, she still wants to eat children."

Xiaobao sniffed and complained pitifully.

Chu Yue looked at him, feeling both distressed and funny.

Ye Mohan hugged him gently, and the soft touch made his anger disappear.

The hurricane blew by, and the hundred-foot dragon carried him towards Liu Hongyi. The scarlet and blood-red slaughtering sword in his hand burst out with extremely powerful power.

He once thought of the old love of the Protector Bai, and did not kill Liu Hongyi, but this woman killed his wife and children, and he deserved to die!

This time, Ye Mohan will never be merciful!

Ye Mohan slashed a sword from the clouds, but saw a blood-colored sword that seemed to be able to break the sky and the earth, like a tiger going down the mountain, and suddenly hit Liu Hongyi's face.

Suddenly, the butterfly carriage and pearls and jade curtains moved with the wind, and when they collided with each other, it made a crisp sound like silver bells.

A few strands of soft tulle silk quickly flew out along the wind's track, intertwined in front of Liu Hongyi, blocking Ye Mohan's sword edge.

Then I saw a woman who was leaning on a gorgeous scepter and her charming charm came out.

Mrs. Tianhuang has a pearl hairpin, luxurious and graceful, and a red and golden phoenix robe that makes her look the world.

Liu Hongyi squatted in front of the Lingdie carriage, holding her head with both hands, and looking at Ye Mohan who killed her in disbelief.

"Ah...ahhh..."

Liu Hongyi raised her head and screamed loudly, especially harsh.

The continuous stream of tears slid down from the beautiful eyes, filling the beautiful cheeks.

Looking at Ye Mohan, who was full of murderous intent, tears gradually blurred the outline of the man's figure.

"How could it be..."

She shook her head, and she lowered her head as if she was hit hard, and her voice was trembling: "How can such a vulgar and lowly person be worthy of giving birth to a child with His Highness's blood? How can it be..."

Mrs. Tianhuang frowned and looked at Liu Hongyi unhappily.

When Ye Mohan heard this, his murderous aura became even more serious, as if he had condensed into a terrible storm!

He was standing in the nine-level sky, stepping on a hundred feet of dragon, and standing in the whistling wind. He held the carved little baby in his left hand and the buzzing slaughter sword in his right hand, and pointed at Liu Hongyi again: "She is the wife of the deity, the mother of the deity's children, and the benefactor who holds hands all his life. I only know that there is no other person in the world who is weak in the world, except for her. I only know that there is no other person to sit on the phoenix throne in the holy land of my holy land."

"Liu Hongyi, when will you dream?"

"Isn't it you who is the most vulgar and humble person?"

Ye Mohan made a comeback with the Slayer Sword and the Storm, and wanted to slash towards Liu Hongyi.

"She is from the Tiandi, you can't kill her." said Mrs. Tianhuang.

"If I want to kill you, even your heavenly realm will be slaughtered together. I can't kill you?" Ye Mohan smiled bloodthirstyly.

Mrs. Tianhuang frowned and suddenly said in a gentle tone: "Han'er, listen to me, please collect your sword."

Before.

Every time, no matter when and where, as long as she persuaded her mother in a soft voice, Ye Mohan would obediently put down his sword.

Even though he fell to his head and was bleeding, Ye Mohan was still willing to set a sword for her, because he longed for a trace of tenderness about his mother in his bones.

Mrs. Tianhuang is gentle and graceful, confident and dignified.

This monster that scares the world, but he will listen to her.

"Get out of here."

Ye Mohan's slaughter sword pointed at her delicate face and spoke hoarsely.
Chapter completed!