Can't she get any of her feelings after getting along these days?

Neither Si Yucheng nor Mo Li's identity could move her?

"you……"

"Miss, Master Qiansui is awake. I have something to come to you!" A eunuch came over and interrupted her directly with a respectful expression.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Yan Qingyu turned her body, "Your Highness, I'm lost my companion."

Si Yucheng wanted to keep her, but he could do nothing.

He understood his heart, and also understood her heart.

Her heart is very cold and hard, and she is the hardest thing in this world.

Not long after Yan Qingyu left, Jiu Qiansui walked over in white clothes, and there was no weak look after being shot. What's more, the gloomy eyes were the hollow in front of Yan Qingyu?

"Ghost Lord!"

Si Yucheng's fist was squeezing, and he suppressed his anger, "What did you say to her?"

Jiu Qiansui seemed to hear something interesting and couldn't help but smile. Although his charming face was colorless, it could not hide his beauty.

"Have you ever said anything to her?"

Si Yucheng's eyes were terrifyingly dark, "What do you want to do when you are enemies of me again and again?"

Jiu Qiansui carefully looked at Si Yucheng's face and walked closer, wanting to see if the face of the fourth prince on his face is true or false. Is this ghost king the real fourth prince, or is it just a disguise?

"I want her!"

A trace of fluctuation flashed through Si Yucheng's dark eyes, "Don't think about it!"

"She is my fiancée, she agreed in person!"

Jiu Qiansui's pupils shrank and she mocked: "I'm afraid you used forced marriage?"

"So what? In the end, she is my future ghost queen!"

Jiu Qiansui's breath was a little unstable, and his sharp eyes were about to blow Si Yucheng's swords, and the wind and waves around him turned into a small tornado. Because of his serious injury, his internal strength was a little weak.

"Ha...Si Yucheng, I kindly remind you, you will never want to get her in your life!"

Si Yucheng didn't care and curled his lips provocatively, "It's Jiu Qiansui who can't get her? He doesn't hesitate to pretend to be a trick, and he doesn't feel sorry for you."

A bang

Nine Thousand Years slapped Si Yucheng with one palm. Si Yucheng faced each other with his backhand. Both sides took a step back and stamped themselves into the sea of ​​flowers.

Both sides were injured, and this palm could be clearly felt. The internal strength had not healed and some of them were weak.

Even if you fight, it will be a loss.

Jiu Qiansui stopped, reached out to outline the hair in his ear, and suddenly laughed loudly, and bent his back.

"Hahaha... Ghost Lord, Ghost Lord, are you falling in love with her?"

Si Yucheng's face froze: "So what?"

"So what? So what if I'm so what!" Jiu Qiansui seemed to hear the funnyest joke, and tears burst out from the corners of his eyes. His pale face turned rosy because of his big laugh. He smiled and his voice looked shrill.

"Hahaha... Si Yucheng, I said you never want to get her in your life. Why do you think it is?"

Si Yucheng said nothing, and a trace of blood flashed through his eyes.

Nine Thousand Years' expression suddenly changed drastically, becoming particularly distorted, cruel and ruthless. His ink hair fluttered in the wind, just like a ghost crawling out of the eighteen levels of hell, with such a shrill laughter.

"Actually you gave Yan Qingyu the last blow. What qualifications are you to compete with me for her now?"

"If it weren't for you, the witch wouldn't have died, and the illusion demon wouldn't have been forced to retreat to Yan Kingdom... Hahaha... Si Yucheng, you are the culprit, the one who really killed her, you should be damned!"

Jiu Qiansui's words hit Si Yucheng's mind like thunder, and he roared in angrily: "What did you say?"

"Hahaha... I'm deaf? I said, it was Yan Qingyu you killed, the witch Yan Qingyu was killed by you Si Yucheng!" Jiu Qiansui's eyes were only hatred, and the blood was surging, and there was no ordinary evil charm. His crazy appearance was like a ferocious beast that had lost the whole world. He would never stop without making the world gossip.

"If she knew the truth, do you think you could get her? What is her personality like? Si Yucheng, you should understand."

Si Yucheng suddenly stepped forward and pulled Jiu Qiansei's collar, and the flames burned in his eyes, "Tell me clearly, what's going on!"

Jiu Qiansui was extremely mocking, his eyes were slightly red. He hated the witch of death and angry at the new Yan Qingyu.

Her sexy thin lips opened lightly, and said word by word, extremely bloody: "It was you who caused her to die by Lingchi, it was you who caused her to be penetrated by thousands of arrows, and it was you who caused her to be crushed and ashes!"

"I don't!" Si Yucheng angrily denied that he had never done such a thing.

"Ha... what's the point of lying now? Don't think that no one knows about your Ghost Realm intercepting the Phantom Demon Army. If it weren't for the Ghost Realm entanglement, the Phantom Demon would have rushed into the capital of Yeguo and rescued her. It was because of your Ghost Realm's army that the Phantom Demon rushed out of your siege and arrived at the capital. They watched their masters get pierced by thousands of arrows and die by Lingchi."

"Otherwise, why do you think the Phantom Demon Army hates the Ghost Realm to the core? No matter what conditions you offer, they will not agree. They would rather be used to hide in Yan Kingdom?"

"The dear ghost king just took revenge on her until her death after being assassinated once!"

Jiu Qiansui's eyes were full of hatred. His most beautiful dream was broken by this man. Even if the dream came back, he could not return to the pure beauty he had before.

It's all because of this man!

It is his lifelong enemy!

Jiu Qiansui waved Si Yucheng's hand holding his clothes and retreated, as if an angry ferocious beast showed its fangs at the enemy, "You Si Yucheng is the least qualified to get her!"

Si Yucheng was in a state of dismay.

No, it is impossible.

He didn't know these things, the death of the witch was related to him?

"Are you lying?"

Jiu Qiansui patted his clothes with a look of disgust, "The Ghost Realm sent 100,000 troops to intercept the 50,000 illusion demons who passed through the border. You can find out if you investigate this kind of thing."

Si Yucheng's pupils were tightened.

Ignoring Jiu Qiansui's resentful mockery, he left Jiu Qiansui's palace in a daze, went directly to his private courtyard and grabbed one of the eight shadows by the neck, his eyes red: "Say, a year ago, before the witch died, did the Ghost Realm send troops?"

Gui Chen was strangled to his neck. He lowered his eyes in pain and was frightened when facing his master's red eyes. His master's appearance was exactly the same as when the poisonous gu was backfiring, but the difference was that his master had a self-awareness at this time.

"master……"

"Say!" Si Yucheng's eyes were red. He was moved by anger and frightened, moved by emotions, and finally moved by anger.

Gui Chen was strangled and couldn't say a word, let alone explaining what had happened before.

When Gui Chen was about to die in the hands of the furious Si Yucheng, a beautiful woman in red held Si Yucheng's hand and slapped him in the face, angrily saying, "Cheng'er, what are you doing?"

Si Yucheng was slapped with fingerprints on his cheek. He looked at the sexy beautiful woman with tears in the corner of the horns and pursed her lips.

Gui Chen's face turned blue by him, and he almost died.

Others around him dared not come forward to save Gui Chen, so they could only bend down to salute the beautiful woman; "Madam!"

This is Si Yucheng's biological mother Hua Qingxi.

Hua Qingxi is less than thirty years old, and she is not as old as a half-old woman. Time seems to have stopped on her body. She is like a girl with a decade of age, and her body is like a willow. Her appearance is very different from Si Yucheng. She is not considered a peerless beauty, but the similarity between her eyebrows and eyes shows that this is indeed a mother and son. Although Hua Qingxi's appearance is average, the tears mole on the corner of her eyes adds a full charm to her, like a beauty with tears and is imprinted on the corner of her eyes.

Hua Qingxi gave a cold order: "Chener, let go of Guichen!"

Si Yucheng ignored Hua Qingxi's orders, his vicious eyes rolled bloody, and he would never give up without an explanation.

Hua Qingxi reached out and grabbed Si Yucheng's wrist and tried hard.

"If you want to explain, I will give you an explanation and let Guichen go!"

Si Yucheng subconsciously let go, his pupils shrank, "Mother, you..."

"Before the witch died, my wife ordered the army to intercept him!" Hua Qingxi slapped Gui Chen with a palm, and her red clothes whirled lightly in the wind. Her handsome and gentle face looked pitiful because of the tears. But those who are familiar with her know that the city lord's wife is actually a cruel and ruthless person, otherwise how could she cultivate Si Yucheng, the king of the ghost realm?

"Why? Why do you do this?" Si Yucheng asked in a deep voice, and his heart also felt ache.

Hua Qingxi reached out to take Si Yucheng's pulse, her eyes cold and without any mother-son relationship. She listened to Si Yucheng's questioning and her eyes became particularly sharp, "Cheng'er, why are you angry? The witch repeatedly assassinated you. You are my wife's son, so naturally she has to teach her a lesson."

"Why do you need to take care of me about my affairs?" Si Yucheng waved Hua Qingxi's hand, his eyes full of repulsion and pain.

"You are my wife's son!" Hua Qingxi growled majesticly, with wind and clouds surging between her eyebrows and eyes, and her domineering aura was overwhelming, not as weak as Si Yucheng.

The strong pressure on Hua Qingxi showed her domineering and arrogant behavior style. The sound of her clothes rubbing against the air was so harsh that it was very harsh.

"You are nothing without Mrs. Ben!"

Si Yucheng was not afraid of resisting. He knew better than everyone how powerful his mother was. He knew better than everyone else.

The mother is cruel to herself, her son, and she is extremely cruel to everyone.

"Mother, I respect you, just call you mother, but don't even think about me!" Si Yucheng covered up the gorgeous face that made Hua Qingxi hate, but his very similar chin and lips were pursed in the same curve, and his temper was the same domineering and stubborn.

"I will never forget how you and the Elders' Court put the Gu on me, and what I intend to control!"

Hua Qingxi suddenly laughed angry. Her son, who had been raising for twenty years, hated her so much that she had never shown herself before, and now she is angry about a dead person?

He picked up the chair and smashed it directly towards Si Yucheng. Hua Qingxi smiled angrily.

"Si Yucheng, don't forget that you are the son of Mrs. Ben, and you will always be! Contradicting Mrs. Ben for a dead woman. Fortunately, Mrs. Ben asked the witch to die, otherwise you wouldn't break up with me for her?"

The chair hit Si Yucheng's body heavily and turned into pieces. Si Yucheng's body didn't shake for a moment, without any injuries.

The eyes are not about the affection between mother and son, only indifference.
To be continued...