Emperor WuShuang

Chapter 1690: The blood will boil

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Chi Lifeng's face was cold, but there was killing intent in his eyes.

"Naturally know. Although Mo Wuqing is also involved, our enemy is Yundu."

Yundu, it really was him.

Yun Chi couldn't help feeling cold when he heard these words.

Not only because of Yundu, but also because of Chi Lifeng who said Mo Wuqing.

At this time, she didn't know how to defend Jin Cangling for a while.

Jin Cangling hadn't fully remembered his previous memories before. Chi Lifeng might have tolerated him, but if all his memories were remembered, if he remembered those memories, his temperament gradually changed from the original ink. Wuqing coincides, becoming more and more like the little uncle of the year, so the father can still tolerate him like this

She had to remember everything herself.

Maybe, even though she was young, she knew something, and if she had always wanted to pester Junior Master and paid more attention to him at that time, maybe she would be able to find something that could defend Junior Master. The evidence came out.

Yun Chi knew in his heart that whether it was Jin Cangling or the little uncle Mo Wuqing, she would never hurt her. Her parents are also equal to her, so Xiao Shishu will never hurt her parents.

She was quite sure of this.

Seeing that she hadn't said anything, Chi Lifeng immediately turned around to look at her.

His tone was very positive, "Did he tell you something? Or did you remember something? Why did you not react at all when I talked about Yundu?"

"Cangling remembered a little bit," Yun Chi didn't lie to him, "I also remembered a little bit myself. I remember that I went to Agu Temple alone at that time, and then I saw a little bird and pityed my court lady. Ye gave it to eat."

She met her father's gaze, "Then, it was the little uncle who took me away quietly. I remembered this, so I asked him, why did he take me away? The little uncle told me about it. Du, he said, there is a picture of the queen mother in Yundu. He feels that Yundu has an unruly heart towards the queen, fearing that Yundu would not be good for me if I discovered the secret of Yundu. However, he did not fully remember that year. Thing."

"But he remembers that he is indeed Mo Wuqing, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"He knew Yundu's dark mind at the time, but he prevented you from telling us the truth." Chi Lifeng's face was calm.

"Father." Yun Chi grabbed his hand, "You have spent time with Cangling. What do you think of him for me?"

"I have never doubted Jin Cangling's heart towards you. But late, where was Mo Wuqing back then? At that time, you were still a child. If he really had such thoughts for you, would I? Should he break his leg?"

Yun Chi: "..."

"So, Mo Wuqing didn't have such thoughts on you back then, and naturally what he does will not be the same as what Jin Cangling does to you now."

Yun Chi: "..."

How do you say this

It is said that Xiao Shishu had this kind of unruly heart for her back then, and she had already proposed marriage when she was a few years old. Is that to let him be broken by his father

If it were to say that he really didn't have this kind of thought for himself, how could Mo Wuqing still protect her not willing to hurt her and her parents

Yun Chi wanted to scratch his head.

Chi Lifeng sighed softly, stretched out his hand and patted her on the head, "Cangling, we will talk about it later, at least, he is still in line after finding your mother and killing Yundu."

Yun Chi also sighed in his heart, as if that could only be the case.

"Father, are we going to pick this blue sky flower now?"

"Well, when the time comes, use your blood to sacrifice the flowers, and the heart of the demon phoenix, to collect the remnants of your mother's empress who are scattered in the blue sky flowers."

Yun Chi took a breath.

So, did the queen mother really be shattered by Yundu's remnant soul, scattered all over the tens of thousands of blue sky flowers

There was a burst of sadness and anger in her heart.

Yundu!

A team of people came to the imperial city.

In the carriage exuding the fragrance of a thousand-year-old agarwood, the tall man leaning in the arms of a maid suddenly opened his eyes.

"It seems to feel something."

His blood is about to boil.