The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

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Qing Wu and Xiao Chenyan walked into Prince Yan's mansion.

The mansion was quiet, and everything was the same as when they left, without any change.

The moment they stepped into this place, all the murderous aura disappeared without a trace.

Qing Wu looked left and right, but didn't see the eunuch with bulging eyes and murderous eyes.

"Where's he?" Qing Wu was a little surprised. "Could it be that he left again because he sensed you were here?"

Xiao Chenyan didn't say anything, but just held Qing Wu's hand tightly.

Seeing this, Qing Wu said, "Oh, I understand."

He didn't leave, he hid, right?

Okay, okay, the great Shafa Galan has become a cowardly old man who spies on his son?

Qing Wu exchanged a look with him and said, "How about we look for it separately?"

"it is good."

The two separated immediately, and Qing Wu walked towards the Iris Courtyard.

Xiao Chenyan went towards the back mountain.

Prince Yan's Mansion was originally the old residence of the Eastern Palace. A fire at that time burned down most of the old residence and killed everyone in it.

After that day, he lost his parents.

He was shackled and handcuffed and went to the northern border. He was gone for ten years. Ten years later, Yinbing returned to the capital and rebuilt the mansion here on the old site.

And on the other side of the mountain is the original site of the old residence.

Xiao Chenyan could feel that someone was following him.

He didn't look back, but walked straight to the back mountain, looking at the peach trees all over the mountain, a little dazed.

Even if tens of millions of years have passed, the memories of his time as a human will always be vivid in his mind. The people and things he meets can always create ripples in his heart.

His parents, his best friends, his relatives.

They are all so vivid.

It's all real.

"Aren't you coming out yet?" Xiao Chenyan said, "Kill Galan."

He would turn around and see a face that looked exactly like his own.

Galan's existence seemed to have condensed all the murderous intent in the world. The murderous aura lingered around him and submitted to his feet.

Father and son, confronting each other.

The look in his eyes was equally calm, as if he was looking at the most familiar stranger.

The first to break the silence was Xiao Chenyan. He asked, "Where's my father?"

Galan's eyes flickered slightly, and his tone was cold: "You are not worthy of being my son now."

Xiao Chenyan's expression remained unchanged, without even blinking, he looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his next words.

Galan: "You have the blood of me and the Emperor Ni, the power of the three tribes of God, Shaman, and Asura, and you are favored by the heavens here. You should be invincible."

"But you are still so young now."

Jia Lan frowned and said, "You can't even break through the path of forgetfulness. You are not worthy of your talent."

Xiao Chenyan tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about his words.

Galan continued: "I will give you three chances."

"If you fail to defeat my murderous intent three times, I will kill you."

Xiao Chenyan seemed to come back to his senses, looked at him again, then walked towards him and came close to him.

The father and son are of the same height.

The father is murderous.

When the son looked indifferent.

Galan looked at him arrogantly: "You have one month. I will come again after one month."

"Are you done?" Xiao Chenyan finally spoke. He looked at Jia Lan expressionlessly, "Who said I want to be your son?"

Galan frowned, murderous intent surging in his body.

"What did you say?"

"My father's name is Xiao Ji." Xiao Chenyan said calmly, "He was once the crown prince of Dayong. As for you..."

"What is it?"

This light sentence was like a raging fire, causing the murderous aura in Galan to explode.

Everything around was shaking and crumbling.

Qing Wu's figure appeared behind, the judge's pen turned into an ink knife, the iris ghost mark flashed on her forehead, and she was always ready to kill her father and offer sacrifice to the heaven with Xiao Chenyan.

Xiao Chenyan faced Galan's murderous intent head-on. A bloody mark was scratched on the side of his face by the murderous aura, but he remained calm and did not retreat. Instead, he took another step forward, one step, and another step forward...

"If you want to kill me, why bother?"

"Why not take action right now?"

Galan: "Do you think I won't kill you?"

"Come and kill."

Xiao Chenyan rushed forward fiercely, and Galan turned the huge sword in his hand and slashed towards Xiao Chenyan's neck.

Qing Wu held her breath, the ink knife in her hand almost slipping out of her hand and slashing towards Galan.

But Xiao Chenyan did not move at all, allowing the huge sword to cross his neck. The terrifying murderous intent suddenly shrank back to the tip of the sword, just a millimeter away, and the huge sword stopped.

Xiao Chenyan stared at Jia Lan's extremely ugly face: "I asked you to kill him!"

"Kill!"

Galan took a step back suddenly.

The giant sword trembled slightly.

Xiao Chenyan grabbed his collar and said with disgust: "Remember this clearly, my father is only Xiao Ji. He is not Shafa Jialan, not anyone else, only Xiao Ji!"

"He never asks me to become a certain way from a high position!"

"You are not worthy to be compared with him!"

"If you want to be someone's father, first check whether you are worthy of it!"

The moment Xiao Chenyan's voice fell, Galan felt a vicious force penetrating his abdomen.

The next moment, a long spear transformed from the Fire of All Life slashed towards him, the ink knife stabbed from behind, and the Ghost King Seal fell from the sky.

The murderous aura on Galan's body turned into a strong force, blocking all attacks outside.

Qing Wu and Xiao Chenyan were both bounced away, only one of them was strangled by Galan.

Shi Nan's face was as bitter as if he had swallowed ten kilograms of Coptis chinensis. "Lan Lan, that's too much. Why did you only arrest me and not your son and daughter-in-law?"

The vicious blow that just pierced Galan's abdomen was extremely difficult to deal with.

However, given Galan's physique, this attack obviously could not hurt him at all.

Jia Lan ignored Shi Nan and stared at Xiao Chen Yan: "Do you want to kill your father?"

"I say, old man, I told you to stay away from me, don't you understand~"

Qing Wu said unhappily, "I am the first one who disowns you, my father-in-law! What are you looking at? You are an unfilial father and you act so noble! My mother-in-law dotes on my Yantai like the apple of her eye. Who the hell are you? You come to boss my Yantai around!"

Galan's gaze moved towards Qing Wu, "A Luoshatian..." He paused, as if he remembered something, his expression twisted, "So it's you..."

"The fat kid in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion."

This time, Qingwu's facial features were distorted.

Fat, bean, and diced?!

Very good, it’s confirmed.

The thing in front of her was definitely not the elegant, handsome and graceful prince in her memory!

Galan: "Don't worry, I won't allow you to marry him."

He looked at Xiao Chenyan again: "She is your calamity, forget her, or kill her, and you will achieve enlightenment immediately."

Xiao Chenyan's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

A cold snort suddenly sounded: "Shafa Galan, it is not your turn to point fingers at my daughter!"

Taiyi's figure appears, and a battle is about to break out.

Suddenly, a spiritual light floated out from Qing Wu's body. Qing Wu looked at the spiritual light and narrowed her beautiful eyes. Isn't this...

The spiritual light floated towards Galan.

Snapped--

What a familiar and wonderful sound of applause.

The voice of Emperor Ni was heard in the spiritual light.

"Galan, are you awake?"

"If you haven't woken up yet, I can give you a few more slaps to help you regain your self-awareness."