Yun Ruohan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He straightened his back and looked at Ye Chengfeng without hesitation.
"Master, long time no see."
Ye Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, landed on the ground, and looked at him with interest: "After so many years, His Highness seems to have changed a lot! I almost didn't recognize him."
Yun Ruohan said coldly: "The national teacher hasn't changed a bit, but he still puts on a disgusting pose."
Uncle Cheng and the others were almost scared out of their wits.
Who is this Yun Ruohan
Does he know what kind of identity and strength Ye Chengfeng is
How dare you call him disgusting
Don't want to live anymore
Ye Chengfeng just caressed the water unicorn calmly, neither annoyed nor angry, just wrote lightly: "His Royal Highness is still alive, so it means that the little prince must be alive too? This is really good news!"
Yun Ruohan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a strong killing intent filled his eyes.
The spiritual power in the body surged, and the Ice Soul Sword radiated chills, which instantly turned into ice blades and attacked Ye Chengfeng.
The water unicorn opened its bloody mouth wide and let out a roar.
Those ice blades immediately changed their trajectory and fell into its mouth.
Immediately afterwards, huge beasts soared into the sky, and balls of blue liquid spewed towards Yun Ruohan.
Ye Chengfeng watched Yun Ruohan struggle to avoid the water unicorn's attack, and said with a half-smile: "Don't struggle, you can't escape anyway. You escaped from my hand more than ten years ago, do you think this Can you still escape once?"
Yun Ruohan turned a deaf ear to his words.
The Ice Soul Sword in his hand suddenly pierced the water polo, and the water polo immediately turned into ice slag and shattered.
However, the water unicorn spit out the water polo faster and faster.
The coercion of the beasts around is becoming more and more unbearable.
Finally, a water polo brushed against Yun Ruohan's shoulder.
He immediately let out a muffled groan, and the hand holding the Ice Soul Sword instantly lost its strength.
The long sword almost fell out of his hand.
Yun Ruohan hurriedly handed over the sword to his left hand, but at this moment, his eyes blurred.
A shadow fell.
Severe pain came from the abdomen.
With a bone-chilling coldness, it infected every inch of his flesh and bones.
Yun Ruohan's pale lips moved, and his gaze moved down slightly.
He saw a pale and slender hand holding a blue ice pick that pierced his abdomen.
On the back of the hand, there are somewhat sickly slightly raised blue veins.
Yun Ruohan moved his gaze upwards and landed on Ye Chengfeng's smiling face.
His low and slightly hoarse voice came from his ear: "Your Highness, from the bottom of my heart, I appreciate your character, but it's a pity... who made you a member of the Lan family!"
"As long as they are members of the Lan royal family, they must all go to hell. You are the same, and so is the little prince. No matter whether Xiao Taizi is on the floating island or the cultivation continent, I will definitely find him."
Yun Ruohan was shocked, and stared at Ye Chengfeng: "How dare you hurt Xiao Qi!"
"Hehe... Do you want to sacrifice the soul of [Ghost Nightmare] to die with me?"
Ye Chengfeng's hand grabbed Yun Ruohan's neck at some point, "You are not qualified now, and I won't let you die so easily. You can go to that luxurious and cold palace and have a relationship with you." Dear father and queen are companions... Mmm!"
As soon as his face changed, his figure was about to retreat.
But Yun Ruohan moved faster than him.