After the live broadcast to find his mother, His Highness Long Jun could not escape.

Lan Menghan looked at her coldly: "Feng Ping, if you don't want to be wiped out in ashes, I advise you to return to the endless abyss."

"Impossible, I finally came out. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, I have had enough. I no longer want to see my beloved marry another woman. I hate it and want to tear those women into pieces. You don't understand me at all. Pain and hatred." Feng Ping's face became even more ferocious.

Lan Menghan's eyes were as bright as ice: "I don't need to understand, I just know that today you will either vanish into ashes or go back to the endless abyss."

"After the battle in ancient times, Poseidon, one of the four gods of the Nine Abyss, became indifferent and heartless. This is not a rumor. But, Lan Menghan, can you really be ruthless?" Feng Ping looked ferocious. looked at her.

Lan Menghan's eyes became colder: "Feng Ping, since you don't want to go back to the endless abyss, then I will never let you do anything that harms Lanchuan City until you are wiped out in ashes." After saying that, he released his gaze towards Feng Ping. Show pressure.

"It's just you who wants to wipe me out in ashes. Since you don't want to hand over your body, I will grab it. When I fulfill my wish, I will tear your body into pieces with my own hands." Feng Pingye Not to be outdone, he released a cold and cold energy, approaching Lan Menghan.

Qingluan was worried that the cold air would hurt Lan Menghan, so he immediately stepped forward to protect her in his arms, stretched out his hand to fight back the cold air, with worry in his blue eyes: "Han'er, are you there? Where's the injury?"

Feng Ping was hit by his own cold energy again, instead of being angry he smiled: "Oh, Lan Menghan, today I will make you taste the pain of having your heart ripped out." After saying that, he attacked Qingluan directly.

Qingluan was worried that Lan Menghan would be hurt, so he let go of her and fought back directly, his tone cold and ruthless: "You are not worthy, and I will not let Han'er experience the pain of cutting out her heart."

"Feng Ping, you can be considered Xue'er's ancestor. I don't want to wipe you out and return to the endless abyss." Lan Menghan looked at her with cold eyes.

Feng Ping's face was ferocious and his tone was decisive: "Even if your dream is reduced to ashes, I will go out."

"Then don't blame me for being heartless." After saying that, black light emitted from the surroundings.

When Shu Hengyi saw it, he immediately shouted: "Master Qingluan, stop His Highness quickly, His Highness's body will not be able to bear it if this continues."

"Han'er, stop." Qingluan immediately stepped forward, trying to stop her, but was bounced away by the light around her.

Lan Menghan shouted expressionlessly: "The Netherworld is open."

A dim light enveloped the two of them, forming a barrier that separated them from the outside world.

"You actually forcibly opened the Nether Realm, so you don't have to worry about the backlash and being wiped out." Feng Ping's angry voice was full of fear, and he looked at Lan Menghan.

Lan Menghan looked at her expressionlessly: "I gave you a chance, but now I can only wipe you out." After saying that, he merged the water attribute spiritual power with the demonic energy, and injected the wind attribute spiritual power into the light. Tuan Tuan turned to Feng Ping and said, "Deep Sea Prison."

Feng Ping wanted to escape, but seemed to be frozen, and could only be caught in the light. He saw that Lan Menghan gathered his spiritual power again, transformed into his own weapon, the Sky-Splitting Halberd, and stabbed directly into Feng Ping's heart.

"Ahem." Feng Ping covered the wound, blood dripping from the corners of her lips, and coughed desperately.

Lan Menghan withdrew the Sky Splitting Halberd, his eyes as ice as ice: "This injury is not fatal. I will give you one last chance to return to the endless abyss."

"I said that even if I am wiped out, I will never go back." Feng Ping thought that Lan Menghan was weak because she hadn't fully inherited the ancient sea dragon's inheritance, but she didn't expect that her strength was unfathomable.

Lan Menghan gave her a cold look: "Then I can only wipe you out."

"Lan Menghan, you are really heartless." Feng Ping knew that she really wanted to destroy him, so he looked at her with eyes filled with hatred.

"Feng Ping, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it." After saying that, he raised his hand and transformed into a splitting halberd, stabbing towards Feng Ping.

Feng Ping held the Heavenly Splitting Halberd that was close to her weak point tightly, letting the blood drip from her palm, looking at her with hatred, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Lan Menghan, I, Feng Ping, will be wiped out in ashes today." As a price, I curse you to bear the pain I have suffered, to experience the pain of tearing out my heart, to be unable to love, to be in pain beyond hope of life, and to be unable to escape forever." After saying that, he chose to blow himself up and die.

Lan Menghan withdrew the Sky-Splitting Halberd, and there was a trace of undetectable bitterness on the corner of his lips, and he murmured: "The pain of gouging out the heart? Is it too painful to live? Haven't you already tasted this?"

The fans in the live broadcast room were a little shocked when they saw the situation in front of them.

"Oh my god! Even TV dramas don't dare to act like this."

"Feng Ping's curse is too cruel. Your Highness did nothing wrong. It would have been a mistake to let her cause trouble in Lanchuan City."

"That's right! Why should Feng Ping curse His Highness like this when he can't love her?"

"It doesn't matter, Your Highness still has the male god, Xixi and Yanyan."

"That's right, the male god dotes on His Highness, so he's not afraid of any curse."

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"Han'er." Qingluan watched as the netherworld realm opened in front of him, and Feng Ping turned into smoke and dissipated. His eyes were filled with worry as he hugged Lan Menghan into his arms.

Lan Menghan smiled indifferently: "I'm fine, her curse is useless to me."

Qingluan was about to say something when screams and angry shouts were heard not far away. Lan Menghan was confused and looked at the source of the sound. He saw Ye Wu and Jiang Yin, who wanted each other to die. He shot his dead hand, causing both of them to be seriously injured and destroyed.

He lowered his head and picked up the necklace hanging around his neck, with soft eyes: "Auntie, have you seen it? Your two enemies loved each other so deeply before, and even harmed you. Now that they know the truth, they have wiped each other out with their own hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the necklace broke instantly, the heart-shaped crystal stone also shattered, and a white mist floated out from inside.

"Auntie." Lan Menghan looked at the smoke with a hint of pain in his eyes.

The smoke turned into a human form, and he raised his hand and touched Lan Menghan's head: "Han'er, it's my aunt's fault that you have to bear so much. Let it go! Let yourself be free. Auntie only wants you to be safe and happy."

"Aunt, I..." Lan Menghan hesitated and looked at her.

Lan Yu shook his head and looked at her lovingly: "My Han'er should be a little princess swimming freely in the sea, not like she is now."

"Auntie, many things have been decided." Lan Menghan's tone was bitter.

Lan Yu gently touched her head: "Han'er, don't worry about the curse, it doesn't count. Whether it's Jiuyuan or the Hailong clan, your responsibility has been completed long ago. Let go of everything and set yourself free."

"Aunt." Lan Menghan looked at Lan Yu with some reluctance.

Lan Yu smiled fondly: "Han'er, if you hadn't spared no effort back then, my aunt would have disappeared from the world long ago. Now, it's just time, and it's time for my aunt to leave. I hope Han'er will be safe and smooth in the future. This is what my aunt expresses to Han'er. blessing of."