After being close to SOLIN for so long, Wen knew his habit early in the morning.

SOLIN took the golden key with him every day. Because he was uneasy with the key when he slept, he used to put it under the pillow. This time, when the big prince had an accident, he was so angry that he forgot to take the key.

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

SOLIN ran to soan's room and saw the pool of blood on the ground. He dragged the body out from under the bed. After determining that it was his last son, he roared angrily.

If three sons were killed by the same man, it would be like stabbing him in the chest.

When he was practicing, he had a little problem with his body and couldn't have children. Now he was cut off.

"Ye, I will never let you go."

SOLIN was about to go after him when he suddenly remembered something. He ran back to the room and reached into the pillow.

When I touched it, I felt empty.

"Who took the king's key?"

SOLIN roared, his son was killed and the key was stolen, which made his anger explode to the critical point.

He sniffed, and the room was filled with a faint aroma of women.

He ran out quickly, went to a room and kicked the door open.

"King, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Wen Qingqing got up from bed and pretended to be puzzled.

SOLIN went over and slapped her in the face, swelling half of her face.

"Bitch, you still pack. Where's the key?" SOLIN questioned.

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

SOLIN stuck her neck and said angrily, "anyone who does anything in this palace can't escape my eyes. Do you think you can deceive me?"

"King, I really don't know what you're talking about?" Wen Qingqing has difficulty breathing and is in an emergency.

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

SOLIN grabbed her finger and squeezed it. Under the great force, the finger was crushed directly.

Ten roots connected to the heart, which showed how severe the pain was. Wen Qingqing immediately screamed.

Ye Xiong had not yet entered the harem. He heard a scream from a distance. It was a warm and clear voice.

He rushed over quickly, even though he was found.

"Stop, who?" A guard found him acting suspiciously and shouted questions.

Ye Xiong's palm split out of the air. The guard was photographed and flew. When it fell, it had become a corpse.

"The devil is back." A guard roared.

At that moment, the protoss disciples poured in from all directions and looked at them from a distance. No one dared to stop them.

They recognized Ye Xiong as the man who broke in during the day. Everyone was like a great enemy. No one wanted to be cannon fodder.

Ye Xiong walked to the door of the room, clapped it with his palm, and hit the door with surging vitality.

At the same time, another vitality was shot out from the inside, and the two drums of vitality collided in mid air, as if blown by thunder.

More than ten meters around were affected by the vitality explosion, which destroyed everything.

The gate was directly blown to pieces, and the scene inside was clear at a glance.

On the floor of the room, there is a woman, dying. Who is not Wen Qingqing?

"SOLIN, you tortured a woman." Ye Xiong roared.

"Ye, let's make an appointment for the battle of Shengfeng mountain tomorrow. You not only don't keep your promise, but also kill my son and send this cheap woman to steal my keys."

SOLIN was so angry that he lost his mind and grabbed Wen Qingqing on the ground.

"Aren't you just for this woman? I'll burn her alive right in front of you."

The flame suddenly lit up, and Wen Qingqing instantly became a burning man. The charred smell was mixed with screams in the air.

"SOLIN, dare you?"

Ye Xiong's body turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards SOLIN.

"Yes, here you are."

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

Ye Xiong catches Wen Qingqing's body and puts out the fire on her, but Wen Qingqing has been burned beyond recognition and has only half a life left. He can't even open his eyes and can only cry.

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

Looking at her miserable appearance, ye Xiong's heart aches.

"I... Didn't betray... You..."

Before he finished, Wen Qingqing's body lay soft in his arms and didn't move any more

The power of SOLIN's red flame can burn a person alive even for a few seconds.

"This is the first. I will kill my third son. Even if the palace is destroyed today, I will abolish you. Don't worry, I won't let you die. I'll go to China one day and kill your family one by one, so that you can try to lose your close relatives. "

SOLIN gave up everything, not even the protoss palace.

Today, he has only one idea, which is to revenge Ye Xiong.

Ye Xiong's heart tingled, and a drum of grief and anger poured out of his heart. In my mind, I can remember the scene of meeting Wen Qingqing. Although there is no love between him and Wen Qingqing, having a relationship with her can only be said to be the intersection of various reasons, we can't help but admit that if it wasn't for him, Wen Qingqing would never be like this. If Wen Qingqing is not angry with himself, he will not go to the holy peak with himself and will not be seen by the three princes and want to be humiliated. Because of her relationship with herself, her marriage dream was shattered, her parents died miserably, and even she ended up like this. He has a great responsibility for all this“ SOLIN, tonight either you die or I live. " The surging vitality broke out, and the surrounding tens of meters became a sea of flames. Ye Xiong's body rushed out, clapped his hands, and the hot flame rolled over“ Your red flame skill is originally the magic of our Protoss. I'm afraid you won't succeed? " Sorin's body surged up with more powerful red flame. Two drums of red flame fought against each other in the palace. In an instant, the whole palace fell into a human purgatory. This kind of confrontation at this level is no longer possible for Protoss disciples. The disciples below turned into birds and fled the palace far away for fear of being too late. A war between practitioners began. When the people around fled in panic, in a corner, a man looked at the battle between the two in the air, with shocked and jealous eyes in his eyes“ Ye, I haven't seen you in a short time. You broke through again. " The poisonous childe gnashed his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were unwilling“ Why are you so lucky and I'm always so unlucky. " Just now, taking advantage of the chaos, he ran into Wen Qingqing's room to find the golden key, but he couldn't find it. He arranged the plan for so long that even his daughter caught up with it. He didn't know that all his previous efforts had been wasted, which made him very unwilling“ My talent will never be buried. Sooner or later, I will surpass you. " Poison childe fled towards the door with the crowd, and suddenly there was a familiar angry drink“ Long Baichuan, we've been waiting for you for a long time. " Whoosh, whoosh! The four figures fall from the sky and guard one side respectively. They are impressively the leaders of the four ancient martial sects. Tianmen Luo flows eastward, Hongmen Hong Lei, yinmen Murong north and Xiaoyao sect long Sanfeng. The four people surround him closely. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.