Yan Jiaojiao knows that the man in Yan Qingqing's hand is her son. In order to dispel Yan Qingqing's doubts, she can only ignore it and pretend that it's not her son.

She had just arrived. She didn't know the current situation and had to wait and see.

Just when Yan Qingqing wanted to talk, Lin Yunxi and Ning Yichen also fell not far from him.

"Wow!" Lin Ziyi whispered. Father and mother really came.

Now, don't follow Yan Qingqing.

Seeing Ning Yichen, Yan Qingqing sneered, pointed to Wei Ziming in his hand and said, "Ning Yichen, look, this is your dream son. I'll let you see that he died in front of you." Yan Qingqing roared fiercely.

How ruthless this man is to her, how strong her revenge will be.

As soon as Ning Yichen heard this, her pupils contracted violently, and her deep and narrow peach eyes stared deeply at the ordinary looking man in her hand.

Immediately, he quickly raised his eyes and looked at Yan Jiaojiao standing on the burning body.

Yan Jiaojiao shook her head at him.

But her worries did not escape his eyes.

At the same time, he also understood what Yan Jiaojiao meant.

The man in Yan Qingqing's hand is indeed their son, but Jiao Jiao is afraid that her son has something to do and doesn't want to admit it.

After all, she is Yan Qingqing's sister and knows Yan Qingqing.

He looked at Yan Qingqing coldly and said, "Yan Qingqing, he's not Ben Jun's son. Take a good look at him. Is he a little similar to Ben Jun?"

He has never seen ming'er, and Yan Qingqing must have never seen ming'er.

So, this time, you can only bet once!

Yan Qingqing frowned and bowed her head. She looked at Wei Ziming's ordinary face suspiciously. She pinched it. This face is very real and doesn't seem to be easy to look at.

At the moment she lowered her head, Lin Yunxi and Yan Jiaojiao looked at each other and knew that Yan Qing was still confused.

Lin Yunxi nodded at her and ordered him to do it with his mind.

"Roar!"

Quenched and unable to prevent combustion, suddenly there was a long roar, with great pressure.

The earth suddenly moved, looked down at Wei Ziming's Yan Qingqing, and suddenly staggered back and forth.

Seeing this, Lin Yunxi quickly threw out the Xuanyu whip already prepared in his hand.

Yan Jiaojiao's spiritual power also hit Yan Qingqing at the same time.

The two forces came at the same time, and Yan Qingqing was surprised.

Mo Laosan looked and immediately helped Yan Qingqing.

However, when he moved, long yetian noticed.

While he shot, long yetian also shot quickly and blocked him at a very fast speed.

Mo Laosan saw long yetian's move and knew that he was the devil. He was frightened and fought carefully.

When Lin Yunxi was silent, she thought carefully and took care of them all. When her whip arrived, Yan Jiaojiao's fierce spirit also quickly rolled up Wei Ziming's body.

Everything is calculated. Time and two forces make Yan Qingqing busy.

All this comes from the fear in her heart!

Just burning makes them helpless. In addition, Lin Yunxi and long yetian add a layer of fear to her heart.

At this time, Wei Ziming in her hand had no time to take into account, so she could only block Yan Jiaojiao's spiritual power.

Lin Yunxi successfully saved Wei Ziming.

She quickly pulled Wei Ziming to her side and fed him a pill. Wei Ziming, who was sleeping, woke up.

Seeing Lin Yunxi, he smiled weakly, "madam, are you okay?"

Lin Yunxi looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "do you think we have something? It's you who have something."

Wei Ziming was ashamed and smiled. He was too vigilant and was caught in an instant.

"I'm sorry, madam, to worry you again!" he knew that he was too stupid. He always put himself in danger and worried those who cared about him.

Lin Yunxi smiled calmly: "you don't have to feel ashamed. These are some training and growth to experience in life. If you experience more, you will be more vigilant."

Wei Ziming smiled bitterly: "that's all, but it always worries you. It's Ziming's wrong!"

Lin Yunxi glanced at him and said with a smile, "your body is still very empty. Just sit here and rest. They will solve other things."

"OK!" Wei Ziming nodded skillfully. At this time, she didn't want to make trouble for anyone.

At this time, ghost Sanniang and dozens of people behind him joined the battle.

Indifference and modesty put Lin Ziyi aside and joined the battle.

For a moment, the earth shaking battle shook the surrounding ice and snow. The plane was dozens of feet high. An amazing battle loomed in the flying snow.

"Wow!" Lin Ziyi met so many strong fighters for the first time. Everything in front of him was shocking.

His bright eyes looked curiously at his father's battle.

Dad's cultivation is more ferocious and rapid than before. One move is in one form. He is fierce and overbearing, making people have no power to fight back. Then Mo Laosan is in the downwind for an instant, only retreating but not attacking, only defending but not attacking. An old face is full of fear and despair.

"Bang!" long yetian kicked Mo Laosan's chest. His blood suddenly gushed like a spring and his body flew out like a parabola. After hitting a big tree, he fell dead.

"Old three......" ghost three Niang cried sadly and angrily.

But her indifference and humility were difficult to deal with, and she couldn't get away.

Yan Jiaojiao and Yan Qingqing are so close that it's hard to win or lose!

Yan Qingqing learned magic and his every move was full of great evil spirit.

Yan Jiaojiao responded carefully. Today, she must kill Yan Qingqing herself.

At this time, Lin Yunxi helped Wei Ziming restore his original appearance.

Yan Qingqing saw it, and the almost perfect face that resembled Yan Jiaojiao and Ning Yichen made her hate eyes more and more bloodthirsty.

She looked at Yan Jiaojiao, who was fighting with her, and said coldly, "bitch, he is indeed your son."

Yan Jiaojiao also sneered and said sarcastically, "yes, he is my son. In those years, you killed another one. Now, I will avenge my child and kill you, a cruel and vicious woman."

"Hum! You can use whatever skills you have." Yan Qingsi was not afraid. Even if she was badly hurt just now, Yan Jiaojiao was not her opponent.

"Kill you now!" Yan Jiaojiao shouted angrily, and her enchanting eyes were full of killing intention.

The sword in her hand was merciless, fast and fierce.

"Hiss!"

Yan Qingqing's arm was scratched with blood. The blood immediately dropped into the snow and looked unusually beautiful.

Yan Qingqing ate pain and stared at Yan Jiaojiao angrily, but Yan Jiaojiao smiled and looked at her enchanting and calmly.