Chapter 512 Apart from her, there is no other person
Hearing this, the Twelve Protectors of the Holy Realm were dumbfounded and looked at the little dumpling crying loudly in his father's arms in astonishment.
The onlookers were even more confused in the wind, and the corners of their mouths were twitching crazily.
If I hadn't been shocked by the aura of the little milk baby just now, I would have believed that this child was extremely scared.
Xiaobao pinched his thighs with his chubby little hands, squeezed out a few tears, and cried heartbreakingly.
"This woman is so terrible. She wants to eat children."
Xiaobao sniffed and complained pitifully.
Chu Yue looked at him like that, feeling distressed and funny at the same time.
Ye Mohan hugged him gently, and the soft touch made all the anger in his body disappear.
The hurricane blew by, and the hundred-foot giant dragon carried him towards Liu Hongyi. The scarlet-blooded massacre sword in his hand burst out with incomparable power.
He thought of Protector Bai's old love and did not kill Liu Hongyi, but this woman harmed his wife and children and deserved death!
This time, Ye Mohan will never be merciful!
Ye Mohan struck out a sword from the clouds, but saw the blood-red sword edge that could shatter the sky and the earth, like a tiger descending from the mountain, suddenly hit Liu Hongyi's face.
Suddenly, the beaded and jade curtains of the Spirit Butterfly carriage moved with the wind, making a sweet and crisp sound like silver bells when they collided with each other.
A few strands of soft gauze silk quickly swept out along the path of the wind and intertwined in front of Liu Hongyi, blocking Ye Mohan's sword edge.
Then I saw a woman walking out, holding a gorgeous scepter, and her charm was still the same as before.
Madam Tianhuang has a head full of hairpins, luxurious and graceful appearance, and a red-gold phoenix robe that makes her look like a phoenix in the world.
Liu Hongyi squatted in front of the Spirit Butterfly carriage, holding her head in her hands, looking in disbelief at Ye Mohan, who had killed her.
"Ah...ahhh..."
Liu Hongyi raised her head and screamed loudly, which was particularly harsh.
A steady stream of tears fell from her beautiful eyes, covering her beautiful cheeks.
Looking at Ye Mohan, who didn't see her but was filled with murderous intent, his tears gradually blurred the outline of the man's figure.
"how could be......"
She shook her head, as if she had been hit hard, and lowered her head, her voice trembling: "How can such a vulgar and despicable person deserve to give birth to a child with His Highness's blood? How could it be..."
Mrs. Tianhuang frowned and glanced at Liu Hongyi displeased.
When Ye Mohan heard this, his murderous intent became even more intense, as if it had condensed into a terrifying storm!
I saw him in the nine layers of clouds, standing on a hundred-foot giant dragon, standing in blood-clothed clothes in the roaring wind, holding the exquisitely carved little milk baby in his left hand, and holding the trembling and buzzing massacre sword in his right hand, pointing at it again
Liu Hongyi: "She is my unmarried wife, the mother of my children, and my lifelong lover. I only know that there are three thousand weak people in the world, far less than her. I only know that this world
Under the phoenix throne of my Holy Queen, no one else can sit on it except her."
"Liu Hongyi, how long will you continue to dream?"
"Aren't you the most vulgar and despicable person?"
Ye Mohan came back with the Sword of Slaughter and Storm, intending to attack Liu Hongyi again.
"She is from Tianyu, you can't kill her." Madam Tianhuang said.
"If I want to kill you, I will kill you as well. I, I, can't you kill me?" Ye Mohan smiled bloodthirstyly.
Mrs. Tianhuang frowned and suddenly said in a gentle tone: "Han'er, listen to me and sheath your sword."
Before.
Every time, no matter when and where, as long as she persuades her in a mother's tone, Ye Mohan will obediently put down his sword.
Even though he fell to pieces time and time again, Ye Mohan was still willing to lay down his sword for her, just because deep down in his bones, he longed for a trace of mother's tenderness.
Mrs. Tianhuang is gentle, graceful, confident and dignified.
This monster, which makes people all over the world fearful, will listen to her words.
"Get out of my way."
Ye Mohan pointed his massacre sword at her delicate face and spoke hoarsely.