Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 573 He Killed Rong Jin!
"Father."

Yuan Qingchen was still wearing the blood-stained robe, he turned his head towards Ye Hongze, but it was the first time he called him Father.

Ye Hongze was stunned, and felt that the person in front of him was a little strange: "Chen, Chen'er?"

Yuan Qingchen raised his head and showed a weird smile: "I thank you, my father, for sending the emperor's uncle to rescue me. It's just that the emperor was seriously injured in order to save me, but fortunately, he took the traitor back. Please, father Fall."

After the words fell, someone escorted Yan Wuhuo in, and brought in the seriously injured Yuan Xiangfeng.

Ye Hongze looked at the posture in front of him, a little confused, he didn't know what was going on?Isn't the person the regent wants to arrest Yuan Qingchen's biological father?

So who is this man bound into the temple?
"Well, what the hell is going on here?"

Ye Hongze walked quickly to Yuan Xiangfeng, but saw that he had already passed out, but the wounds on his body were really horrific, the flesh and blood were turned out from his clothes, and it was disgusting to look at.

He was shocked, looked at Yuan Qingchen, and suddenly had a terrible feeling.

"Why is Father so surprised?"

Yuan Qingchen raised the corners of her lips and said, "Didn't you always want to know who my mother and loved one are? I brought him here."

Ye Hongze suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Wuhu, only to find that his appearance was somewhat similar to Chen'er, his heart seemed to be twisted, and the pain was severe: "It's you?"

Yan Wuhu raised his eyebrows, and with a shock from his internal force, he broke free from the rope on his body.

In fact, they could enter the palace openly and aboveboard, but the son's insistence on abducting him was nothing more than venting his anger and giving him a blow.

He doesn't care about it.

Yan Wuhuo rubbed his arm that was reddened by the rope, raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Hongze, and said in a cool voice: "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. I didn't expect you to be so old. I want to come to the Nine-Five Supreme, isn't it?" That's a good deal, right?"

"You... you are from the Lingyin clan?"

Although Ye Hongze had already been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help being startled. The person in front of him seemed to let him see the nightmare of 25 years again.

Causal cycle, is it time to report today?

Yan Wuhu snorted softly: "Your Majesty is really a nobleman with a lot of past events. You killed my people, destroyed my homeland, and caused me to be separated from Ah Jin for two years."

Speaking of this, he closed his eyes, with a look of pain on his brows: "If it wasn't for revenge for me, Ah Jin wouldn't have come to the capital, then she wouldn't have died."

When Ye Hongze heard the word Ah Jin, that beautiful face flashed in his mind. It turned out that she approached them not for the sake of the tribe, but for this man?
He clasped his hands tightly, took a deep breath, looked at Yan Wuhuo and said word by word: "Don't you dare to say that you are not wrong? She thought you were dead, and in order to avenge you, she came to the capital to approach you deliberately. Me and the Regent.

but what about youSince you are not dead, why don't you take her away?She is for you, right?She wanted to fulfill you and plot revenge for you, so she chose to stay. Is what I said right? "

Listening to his words, Yan Wuhu's face changed, and many memories of the past flooded in front of his eyes, eating away at his heart and making him even more regretful.

Yuan Qingchen narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze fell on Yan Wuhuo, and asked with a slight chill: "Is what he said true?"

The corners of Yan Wuhuo's lips twitched slightly, but he couldn't refute, because what Ye Hongze said was the truth, they didn't kill A Jin.

but him.

It was his desire for revenge, it was his desire that killed her!
　After cleaning up the dregs, get right to the point, don't worry. . .Guess where Xiao Ning'er went back?Underworld or Modern?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)