Chapter 1133

"I..."

Yan Feng evil eye son micro droop, the face is full of guilt self blame color, yes, why does he not stop?

Because unconsciously, he fell in love with that woman

He was fascinated by the beauty of the woman in the painting. In that painting, he saw a woman named Yan Shu, who was kind and beautiful. She was the descendant of Yanhuang people and had amazing talent.

Later, he saw her fall for love, becoming a demon, killing and cold-blooded. His heart couldn't help but hurt. He wanted to protect her, take care of her, pull her back from the boundless hell, pull her back from the deep hatred, and tell her that there is another person worthy of her love

Unfortunately, he overestimated his own strength, or underestimated Yan Shu's jealousy, which eventually led to this end.

All the ministers were stunned for a long time, and their eyes were full of sympathy when they looked at an Wang. Fortunately, the Emperor Yan and the woman named Yan Shu were not interested in their own daughter. They were really afraid

Looking at an Wang crying, their hearts felt the same, sad, after all, the hearts of people are long flesh, are all fathers, naturally can understand the feeling of bereavement.

But I didn't expect that the emperor and the evil wind were so cruel!

"Enough!"

The burning emperor roared, and his voice had a dignified and cold breath. In an instant, he frightened the king of an.

This moment, the burning emperor's face this moment also poor to the extreme, to catch people, but this thing to shake out!

He raised his head and looked at Mu Xiaoyue with hatred, and then looked at Wang An. His eyes were filled with anger. "You are just an an an Wang. Why do you blame my prince? Although Yan Shu is a usurper, she is also the real descendant of Yanhuang clan! Otherwise, with the body of inflammation and elegance, how can you suddenly promote from five grades to nine grades! This has never happened in Yanhuang empire! Although she has taken away the elegant body of Yan, but she has brought you the supreme honor of Prince Ann's mansion. Is this not enough? She will still be your daughter as long as you like

An Wang Wen speech can't believe the open eyes, eyes full of disappointment, "Your Majesty, what do you say?"

Not only did he not kill the usurper and avenge his own ya'er, he even said such sad and disappointed words!

"Or my daughter? Ha ha, why don't you dedicate your own daughter? My ya'er was only 15 years old!! She is not my daughter, no matter how hard she is against ya'er's body! " He roared.

"Wang An, don't be ungrateful! My daughter is a princess. How can she be taken away? This is the life of Yan Qingya! You should be honored to be your daughter Burning emperor anger way.

"Your princess is a human being, but my daughter is not a human being? How can I deprive you of her life! Even if this damned woman wants to take it away, why does she want to swallow ya'er's soul! Did you hear her painful plea for mercy? Have you spared him? " An Wang's eyes were red.

In the crowd, Mu shallow moon's eye son surges a trace of anger, unexpectedly Yan Shu or the same vicious! Only she can do such a thing!

As the king of a country, Yan Huang is so insidious and despicable. At this moment, mu Qianyue really sympathizes with Wang An. This scene reminds her of the pain suffered by Xiao Ling in her previous life, and her body trembles.

Nalanjing took her hand, and pity welled up in her eyes. "Lady, people who commit crimes can't live long!" When talking about the back, his face burst out with an undisguised killing intention.

It's a pity that this woman is cunning and has seven reincarnations. Otherwise, she would have died several times.

"Well, this matter is over, I will give you an Wangfu compensation," said the burning emperor with a gloomy face, suppressing his anger in his heart, and even with a trace of impatience, as if it was a great gift.

"Ha ha Compensation? Can I get my daughter back? "

Wang An's face was full of tears. At this moment, his face was ten minutes old. His face was full of disappointment and vicissitudes. "My Lord an's house is loyal to your majesty, but your majesty treats me like this! What a chill

"What do you want?" The burning emperor has a black face.

"Kill this usurper and avenge my ya'er!" An Wang Nu glared at the Yan Qingya in front of him, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.

"No way! As I said, she is the descendant of Yanhuang people ten thousand years ago. In the war ten thousand years ago, her soul was preserved in the ancient paintings. Her appearance will bring hope to our Yanhuang Empire, and it is very likely that we will become the real Yanhuang clan! So she can't die Yan Huang refused.

In Wang An's eyes, in addition to disappointment, he was loyal to his majesty for decades!

"Mu Qianyue, nalanjing, you should die for insulting the princess of the Yellow empire! Get them both! In black prison Yan Huang turns his head and looks at Xiangmu shallow moon and Nalan Jing, and his eyes are filled with strange dark awn and calculation.

With his voice falling, immediately a team of bodyguards rushed out, surrounded by mu Qianyue and nalanjing.They're both dead today! But he won't let both of them die! Mu Qianyue is destined to be his puppet, refining pills for him all his life, and nalanjing's use is even greater. His blood is pure blood of burning yellow

"Poof!"

All of a sudden, a dull sound sounded, and a sharp sword suddenly penetrated the body of Emperor Yan, stabbed in from his back, and penetrated his chest!

That's where the heart is!

The red blood instantly dyed his bright yellow dragon robe. His eyes glared at the old man, and he turned his head hard. What he saw was the familiar face of Yan Yi. He couldn't help but get angry, "you, you rebellious son..."

Raised his hand and blasted Yan Yi out. Even if he got a sword, the strength of the third-order God King still can't be underestimated.

However, Yan Yi was obviously prepared. The emperor's palm just made his Qi and blood vibrate, and he didn't suffer much injury.

Yan Huang ran the skill to control the injury in his body. He flipped his palm and quickly took out a thousand year old snow lotus pill. He saw that the wound on his chest was slowly healing.

After inflamed, the flower looks pale and exclaims, "wing son, do you know what you are doing? He is your father

Yan Yi's expression is cold, "he is not my father, I have only one master of Yan Yi, that is mu Qianyue!"

Yan Huang's face was gloomy and incomparable, staring at Yan Yi coldly, "rebellious son! You killed your father for a woman! Still recognize her as the main person! I'm so pissed off

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