Na Wuyue's death completely made Qingya lose her mind. In addition, when she heard about the relationship between Mu Qingqian and Qingnuo just now, Qingya was even more angry.

She completely ignored the Demon Lord and Pluto present. She looked decisive and murderous intent.

Before Mu Qingqian could take action, Yun Yehuang had already blocked Qingya's power with one hand.

"You get out of here!"

"Command me?" Yun Yehuang bent his lips coldly.

Qingya was shocked, took a breath, and then spoke, "This is the grudge between me and Mu Qingqian."

"She is the woman of the deity, and her business is the matter of the deity, and that is the grudge between you and the deity."

"You..." Qingya was indignant.

For a moment, she had no choice but to hear about the power of Yun Yehuang for a long time.

"Have you made enough trouble?"

Nan Lifeng shouted loudly and brushed away Qingya.

Qingya was furious, "My son is dead! She killed him!"

She roared out angrily.

"This is Wuyue's own choice."

"Because she is Qingnuo's daughter, you won't pursue this matter. If she is not Qingnuo's daughter, would you think this is just Wuyue's choice?"

"Qingya, the harem must not interfere in politics. You have done some things too much, so don't think that I don't know."

"Nan Lifeng, Wuyue is my only son. Now that he is dead, it would be fine if you don't pursue it, but you are still protecting that woman. She is not Qingnuo!

Qingnuo is dead. Even if she is alive, she will not like you..."

‘Bang!’

The crisp slap sounded suddenly.

Nan Lifeng was furious and slapped Qingya hard.

Qingya is a woman after all, and she could not withstand such great force as Nan Lifeng for a while. Her body shook.

'bass!'

He suddenly stared at Nan Lifeng, his eyes covered with a hint of scarlet color, and he was crazy and forbearing.

Nan Lifeng frowned, "Qingya..."

I was impulsive just now.

"Okay, very good, very good! Nan Lifeng, Wuyue is dead, you protect Mu Qingqian, and now you slapped me again because of Qingnuo.

I am a living person, not as good as a dead person. Nan Lifeng, you are so good!"

Qingya waved her hand and pulled off a jade hairpin she wore on her head, and she pinched it hard.

"This was given by you and I were married."

She turned around, walked to the door, and stopped.

She turned her body slightly and said coldly: "My son's life, my grievances will not give up easily. Nan Lifeng, others don't understand me, you should understand me."

Qingya strode away.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Nan Lifeng laughed, "It makes you laugh. But..."

He glanced at the bed.

The pain between the eyebrows is obvious.

Wuyue is his only son.

In his eyes, Wuyue has always been outstanding.

"Your name is Mu Qingqian?" Nan Lifeng looked at Mu Qingqian, with a strong sense of exploration in his eyes.

"Um."

"Come here." Nan Lifeng waved to her.

Mu Qingqian glanced at Emperor Yun Ye, and saw Emperor Yun Ye nodding. Then she walked towards Nan Lifeng.

"In a blink of an eye, you are so old, and you are almost the same as Wuyue." Nan Lifeng's mouth was stained with a smile, but he could see that he was a little sad.

Mu Qingqian was confused, and Nan Lifeng seemed to be looking at another person through her.

"I'll give you this thing." Nan Lifeng's palm jumped and a small box appeared.
Chapter completed!