Chapter 853 Condition 8
 The beam of light suddenly melted like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

 "Sheng'er," An Xin felt pain in her heart as she watched such a scene. Even if it was just an illusion, the illusion also evolved from the real scene, which meant that her Sheng'er was enduring all of this.

 After the beam of light disappeared, another beam of light rose from the dry well. When the beam of light rose to a certain height, An Xin and Yun Chehan saw another figure inside: An Ning!

 An Ning was covered in blood and his clothes were torn.His hair was messy, his hands were hung high by iron chains, and there were huge iron balls attached to his feet, but his feet did not touch the ground, so the weight of the iron balls fell on his feet completely, and the iron balls tied to them The iron chains on both feet had sunk deeply into the skin, and the blood flowed down along the iron chains.

 There were wounds everywhere on his body, including sword wounds, knife wounds, fire wounds, and blunt wounds. The wounds all over his body were intertwined, and some of them even began to inflame and fester, and yellow pus flowed out. Some were new wounds, with blood continuously flowing.

 The black hair all over his head was scattered in front, covering his face, making it difficult to see his face at the moment.

 Suddenly, An Ning moved, the black hair on his head spread out, revealing the pale bloodshot face, he managed to squeeze out a smile, and said, "Father, mother, I'm fine, don't worry about me, save my sister first !"

 "Ning Ning!"

 "Ning Ning!"

 This time, even the calm and calm Yun Chehan couldn't hold back his temper. Anger burst out of his eyes, and he wished he could directly burn the beam of light, and burn all the iron chains and injuries on his son. There was a violent bloodthirsty aura exuding from the outside, with a hatred that would destroy the world, and Nangong Yin and others in the distance were startled, looking at him in disbelief.

 "Ning Ning, ah..." An Xin was about to be tortured to the point of madness. First her daughter was tortured, and then her son. No matter how strong her mentality was, she was still a mother. Maybe she herself suffered from these injuries. She didn't even frown, but she couldn't bear to see her child suffering from such pain.

 "Emperor Ziwei, get out of here with me, get out if you have the ability, if you want to kill me, come at me, what do you mean if you catch my child? You bastard! Shy turtle! Don't dare to show your face!" An Xin faced the sky again She opened her mouth to curse, but she couldn't help crying as she cursed. She had never felt that kind of heartache, even when her father passed away, she didn't feel such pain.

 Another cold snort came from the distant sky, and then a figure flew towards An Xin and Yun Chehan in an instant.

 A purple brocade robe sets off a tall and handsome figure, with auspicious clouds woven from gold thread on the cloud sleeves, shining dazzling golden awns, wearing a purple jade gold crown, a purple jade belt around the waist, and auspicious cloud boots on his feet, with a clear and bright face. A bit of majesty that cannot be desecrated, and a bit of unconcealable brilliance shone in the sharp eyes.

He was obviously handsome and tall, but for some reason, he gave off a cold and gloomy feeling, like a lurking poisonous snake.

 It was Emperor Ziwei.

 With his hands behind his back, with a sneer of disdain on his face, he looked at the couple in front of him whose minds had been disturbed so easily by him.

(End of this chapter)

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