"Yue'er, come here."

He waved at Chu Liuyue.

Chu Liuyue raised her foot and walked towards him.

Rong Xiu carefully wiped off a drop of blood that accidentally splashed on her cheek.

The fingertips are warm, the movements are restrained and gentle, but they also have an indescribable noble and domineering spirit.

Everyone was stunned on the spot.

Who has ever seen the decisive Holy Son of Yun Tianque treat someone so gentle and gentle?

Immediately, he looked at Jiang Zhiyuan again, his eyes very light.

"This palace gives you father and daughter half a quarter of an hour to say goodbye, and - decide who will die first."

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Chapter completed!