My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 2544

At this time, the one armed old man suddenly laughed: "Jiangnan king, didn't you expect to have today?"

The one armed old man is covered with blood and looks very ferocious.

On the other side, ye Xiong's chest blood gushed out and dyed his clothes red in an instant, making him like a blood man.

His face was very ugly, his momentum was greatly reduced, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"Lost, Jiangnan King lost."

"How can it be? The king of Jiangnan is the Lord of the five realms!"

"He is invincible. How can he lose?"

The people outside looked at it and couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of them, so they couldn't help but believe it.

Although he didn't lose, with the current injury of Jiangnan king, losing is only a matter of time.

"Jiangnan king, die!"

The one armed old man roared and clapped out his palm.

The body of the king of Jiangnan hit the ground hard from mid air and broke a big hole in the earth.

The one armed old man fell from the sky and fell to the edge of the cave.

His body was full of green vitality, and countless vines suddenly appeared on the earth, entangled the body of the king of Jiangnan and sent it to him.

At this time, the king of Jiangnan was dying. His blood dyed his whole body red and flowed down like a stream, dripping from the soles of his feet.

The one armed old man put a sword on his neck. As long as he wiped it gently, his head would be cut off.

All the people around screamed, and many people dared not look.

Ye Ping'an stared blankly, clenched his fist tightly, and his mind was in a mess.

At the moment, her brain completely lost its ability to respond.

Jiangnan king died. She should be happy. Who let him kill her mother? But at the moment, her heart is not happy at all.

"Jiangnan king, I didn't expect you to have today!"

When the one armed old man put a wipe on his hand, a thread of blood gushed from the neck of the king of Jiangnan. His head fell from his neck and fell to the ground with a rain of blood.

"Master, don't..." Ye Ping'an roared, but it was too late.

Her body collapsed to the ground, and suddenly there was a tidal pain in her heart, which was like a knife twist.

She lost her voice and cried bitterly. Her pathetic voice was heard and her heart was broken.

Countless sad voices came from around. When the other monks saw that the king of Jiangnan was killed, they all cried out in pain.

Heroes die miserably and faith collapses. Who is not sad?

The one armed old man went to Ye Ping'an and said faintly, "you should be happy that the king of Jiangnan is dead. He is the murderer who killed your mother."

Ye Ping'an shook his head constantly. He couldn't say what he wanted to say. His heart hurt badly and tears flowed like a spring.

"I'm relieved to see you like this!"

The voice of the one armed old man suddenly changed into the voice of his father.

Ye Ping'an looked up and looked at his master in shock.

Suddenly, the master's body slowly became smaller, and finally only the size of his fist was left.

Then the master fell from the air and fell to the ground in front of her.

"This is... A doll. Is the master a doll?"

Ye Ping'an looked at his father's body in front of him in disbelief. He saw his father's body and turned into a doll with a broken head.

The dead father is also a doll.

Ye Ping'an was extremely clever. Almost in a moment, he understood everything.

She raised her head, looked vaguely into the air and said faintly, "you have spent the past two years with me?"

In the empty sky, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared. Who is not the king of Jiangnan?

The king of Jiangnan looked at her and nodded: "yes, I have been with you in the past two years. Your master was just transformed by magic. A big war just now was transformed by magic."

Ye Ping'an had mixed feelings and didn't know what it was like.

People see the truth when they die. If her father hadn't died, she wouldn't have collapsed just now. She wouldn't have found that her hatred for her father was all false. If not, she wouldn't be so sad.

She should have been happy when her father died and resurrected, but she didn't express her stubborn personality.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, ye Xiong sighed.

The appearance is similar to Yang Xiaoqiao. Why is the difference between heaven and earth?

"In the past two years, it is secondary to spread your magic power. The most important thing is to shape your compassionate heart. I believe you also feel that your character has undergone essential changes. I'm relieved to see you like this. I may leave at ease. Before flying, I had something on my mind that I couldn't let go. I just wanted to worship your mother... "Ye Xiong looked at her with hope.

Ye Ping'an clenched her lower lip and said nothing, neither willing nor unwilling.

Seeing that she didn't answer, ye Xiong sighed and said, "Xiuzhen is lonely together. I believe you also realize that it may be a long time for her to keep your mother together for 20 years, but for Xiuzhen, 20 years are just a blink of an eye. I have always told your mother to let her step into the practice of truth, but she has always disagreed, saying that her character is not suitable for the practice of truth... In this regard, you are much better than your mother. "