A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

Concubine Wan was horrified and rushed forward desperately, her face full of fear and determination. She opened her mouth and shouted, "No!" But she was blocked by Emperor Yuxuan's powerful internal force. Her body seemed to hit an invisible wall and bounced back. She staggered and almost fell.

Oh my god! All the masters were stunned. Emperor Yuxuan's internal force could actually be used for two purposes! How strong he was was simply unimaginable! Everyone's faces turned pale in an instant, their eyes were full of shock and fear, and some even had weak legs and almost collapsed to the ground.

"No! Your Majesty!" The ministers also rushed forward, their expressions were extremely tense, some opened their mouths wide, their eyes were wide open, and some had their eyes wide open, with their facial muscles tense. However, they were also blocked by an invisible force and could not get close at all. They stretched their hands forward, but could only struggle helplessly in front of that force.

Seeing the vortex in Emperor Yuxuan's palm becoming more and more visible, the light became more and more intense, as if it would burst out with a destructive force in the next second. Everyone was anxious, their hearts were in their throats, some were so anxious that they pulled their hair, and some kept rubbing their hands.

Months of planning cannot be ruined in an instant! The wind outside the house was getting stronger and stronger, rustling the leaves.

Emperor Yuxuan thrust his palm into the coffin at lightning speed, the muscles on his arms bulged and his expression was ferocious.

The people present screamed: "Your Majesty, please don't..."

"Your Majesty, stop—"

Their voices, filled with endless fear and pleading, resounded throughout the Qingxin Hut. Some people shouted until their voices were hoarse, while others covered their eyes, not daring to look at the tragedy that might happen next.

At this critical moment, Xiao Sizhe jumped from the edge of the coffin into the coffin without hesitation. His movements were swift and decisive, and his small figure drew an arc in the air, with no fear on his face.

"Xiao Sizhe!" Concubine Wan let out a heart-wrenching cry, tears welling up in her eyes, and she threw herself forward.

Everyone's heart was gripped, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After Xiao Sizhe jumped into the coffin, he opened his arms, protected Sikong Yan, and shouted loudly: "I'm here, don't try to hurt Brother Yan!" His eyes were firm, without any fear, and his teeth were tightly biting his lips.

Emperor Yuxuan's palm stopped just before it touched Xiao Sizhe. A hint of hesitation and surprise flashed across his face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this!" Minister Han stamped his feet in anxiety, his voice became hoarse, and he waved his hands constantly.

"Your Majesty, please think twice!" Other ministers also knelt down and begged for mercy, knocking their foreheads heavily on the ground.

Everyone's breathing became rapid, the heartbeats seemed to be heard clearly, and the air seemed to be condensed.

Emperor Yuxuan glared with his eyes wide open, his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of his sockets, and his entire face was extremely distorted with anger.

He was extremely angry at this moment, his chest was heaving violently, and his breathing was as rapid as the howling of the wind. He thought to himself, if Xiao Sizhe didn't have the secret of immortality, he would be a useless waste. This crazy and ignorant beggar is simply too rampant. Since you want to die so much, then die!

As his anger burned, an extremely powerful vortex surged out from his palm, covering it with the momentum of destroying everything. The vortex spun as if it was going to swallow up everything around it.

Concubine Wan rushed over desperately, her face full of panic and determination. She hugged Emperor Yuxuan's waist tightly, tears pouring out like a flood.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Yan'er has suffered enough. After all, he is your son. At least leave his body intact so that I can have something to think about!"

Concubine Wan shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice trembling with extreme fear and sorrow. Her hair was scattered on her face in disarray, and her eyes were full of pleading.

"But how does this person in front of us look like our son? Wanwan, don't be confused?" Emperor Yuxuan shouted loudly, his expression full of suspicion and anger.

"This is our son! Wasn't he poisoned to become this dark? How can you still believe that he is our son?"

Concubine Wan looked at Emperor Yuxuan with tears in her eyes, clutching his sleeves tightly with both hands, her body shaking with excitement.

Xiao Sizhe turned his head and said in the coffin: "Only a fool in this world can't recognize his son!" His little face was tense and his eyes showed disdain.

Prime Minister Fan Cheng was so anxious that he stamped his feet, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, "Second Young Master, please stop talking, okay?" His voice was full of anxiety and worry, and his eyes kept signaling Xiao Si to shut up, for fear that saying this would arouse Emperor Yuxuan's anger and make things even more out of control.

Xiao Sizhe was not willing to give in. He stood up from the coffin, clapped his hands, and said provocatively: "Isn't it?" He put his hands on the edge of the coffin, pointing his finger directly at Emperor Yuxuan, "Isn't there a saying that I would recognize you even if you were burned to ashes! Look how smart he is! In comparison, aren't you a fool? You can't recognize your own son just because he changed a little bit."

Emperor Yuxuan's eyes almost popped out, his face flushed purple, the veins on his neck popped out, and he roared, "You ignorant little bastard, how dare you insult me ​​like this!"

At this time, the atmosphere in Qingxin Hut was extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen. The ministers were all terrified, some had weak legs and almost collapsed to the ground; others closed their eyes tightly, not daring to look at the terrible scene that was about to erupt.

The Imperial Master stood aside, his lips slightly raised in a barely perceptible sneer, secretly calculating how to use this chaotic situation to gain benefits for himself.

Concubine Wan cried bitterly and begged Emperor Yuxuan: "Your Majesty, please, for the sake of our past relationship, let Yan'er go."

Emperor Yuxuan was not moved at all. He struggled to break free from Concubine Wan's restraints and pointed his palm into the coffin again...

Xiao Sizhe snorted coldly, and his small body jumped into the coffin like an agile monkey. He hugged Sikong Yan tightly and shouted, "Empress Wanfei, don't stop him. Let him beat us to death. In this way, I can take Brother Yan to Jinting Bulaoxiang. Humph! I don't want to suffer here." His little face turned red, his mouth pouted high, and his eyes were full of stubbornness and anger.

When Xiao Sizhe shouted like this, Emperor Yuxuan was stunned. Emperor Yuxuan's eyes widened, and the expression on his face froze instantly. He couldn't help but murmur in his heart. Yes, if I beat him to death, I will not be able to live forever? This little Sizhe can't die yet!

"Get out of the way. I'm only sending your brother Yan to Jinting. You can go later!" Emperor Yuxuan grinned, and that smile was twisted and sinister, making people shudder.

"I won't move away, I want to be with Brother Yan!" Xiao Sizhe hugged Sikong Yan even tighter, as if she would lose the whole world if she let go.