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Shi Yi also fell to the ground hard. Apart from the pain in his muscles and bones, he didn't have any internal injuries. When he saw Emperor Zhongyue standing in front of him, surprise flashed in his eyes. He turned his head to look at Ling Yiran who had passed out. His eyes flashed Too anxious: "Yiran? Are you okay? Yiran?"

He teleported to Ling Yiran's side and was about to pull people away, but was swept away by Emperor Zhongyue with a wave of his sleeves, sprayed a mouthful of blood, and almost couldn't stand up.

Emperor Zhongyue came in front of Ling Yiran, he raised his foot with a sneer, and stepped on Ling Yiran's stomach.

"Zhongyue, how dare you hurt my son, you people in Zhongyue Immortal Mansion will have to pay the price for this." A gloomy, cold and angry voice sounded from behind Emperor Zhongyue, and then a gust of cold wind hit Emperor Zhongyue's back cut down.

"Ah——" Emperor Zhongyue couldn't dodge in time, his back was cut by the opponent's scythe, with a hiss, the clothes on his back were cut, and a not deep scar was scratched.Fortunately, he was wearing a Ziyun clothing that could defend against spells, otherwise it would not be as simple as hurting his flesh.

Seeing Ling Yiran who had fainted, Feng Yin became even more furious, and immediately released his powerful real body. In an instant, the sky was covered with darkness, thunder rang, the cold wind blew, and ghosts appeared all around to cover the whole world .

Even though the Ling family had seen countless ghosts, they were still terrified by this battle, and they all hid in their houses and dared not go out.

The monsters staring at the Xing family were all frightened. The air pressure in the sky was so terrible that even their powerful monsters felt trembling: "What's going on? Why did you suddenly drop such a powerful pressure? Who is it? Showing off?"

At Xing's house, Evergreen was so frightened that he hid in the potted plant while crying.

The old lady Xing walked to the window and looked at the dark sky suspiciously: "Is it going to rain? It's so dark, it might be going to rain heavily."

Xing Han's face changed: "Grandma, you eat first, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things I haven't done, so I have to go back to my room."

He rushed to the room quickly, and the old lady Xing teleported away from Xing's house out of sight.

On the top of the mountain, the black mist on Feng Yin's body turned into a sickle sickle raised by an ugly giant evil spirit, shouting angrily: "Zhongyue, take your life."

Emperor Zhongyue's expression changed drastically when he saw that Fengyin had even released his real body. Among the five mountains, only Emperor Dongyue had the power to fight Fengyin, and the other four mountains were no match for Fengyin at all: "Fengyin, he It's just someone else's son, is it worth your anger at your brother's?"

He had never heard that the Great Emperor of Beiyin had a son, and Ling Yiran and Ling Haochen looked similar, and Ling Yiran was obviously Ling Haochen's son, and Ling Haochen did have a child before, but it died young, Feng Yin should be watching Ling Yiran was adopted as an adopted son after Ling Yiran's death because Ling Yiran was Ling Haochen's son.

"He is my own son, Zhongyue, if something happens to you, you don't even want to live."

Emperor Zhongyue was stunned: "My son?"

He has been bothering about Emperor Dongyue and Ling Yiran for the past few days, and he didn't investigate the authenticity of this matter.

Feng Yin played the sickle hook angrily, and swung it mercilessly.

Emperor Zhongyue dodged the attack in embarrassment, not daring to entangle with Fengyin, and fled Xianke Mountain in panic.

Feng Yin wanted to chase after him, but thought that his son was still in a coma, so he put away his real body.

At the same time, Dongyue appeared on the top of the mountain. When he saw Ling Yiran lying on the ground, his face changed, and he rushed to hug him: "Yiran, what's wrong?"

"He was injured by Zhongyue, hurry up and take him back for treatment." Feng Yin quickly put away the Hooking Sickle, walked towards Shi Yi, and fed him a healing pill: "Xiao Yi, are you alright?"

Shi Yi waved his hand weakly: "Fortunately, I'm wearing defensive equipment, I just need to meditate and recuperate."

Feng Yin asked the members of the Ling family to help Shi Yi go back, and then teleported to the backyard of the ancestral hall. He saw that Xing Han was giving medicine to Ling Yiran and giving Ling Yiran his spiritual power. It seemed that Ling Yiran had suffered a lot. Seriously injured, he asked anxiously: "Xing Han, how is Yi Ran?"

Xing Han withdrew his divine power, held Ling Yiran's hand and said in a hoarse voice: "I checked, his body is fine, it's just..."

Feng Yin asked anxiously, "Just what?"

"The child is gone."

When Feng Yin heard the words, a rush of fire choked in his throat: "..."

"Xiao Ran, is Xiao Ran okay?" Ling Qin ran in from outside anxiously: "Yin Jun, when I just rushed to the hall, I heard from Xiao Cang and the others that Xiao Ran passed out and Xiao Yi was also injured. Are you all right now?"

Feng Yin pulled him: "Let's talk outside."

Seeing his partner's calm face, Ling Qin knew that his son's injury was not serious, so he looked at Ling Yiran worriedly before leaving the room with Feng Yin.

Feng Yin took the man to the corner of the yard, set up a barrier and said, "Yi Ran is fine, but the child is gone."

"Ah?" Ling Qin was stunned for a moment: "Is it gone? The child is gone? Was he beaten?"

"Well, I was beaten by Zhongyue."

"We all know that the child is Bixia Yuanjun's evil plot. It is a false image created to match Yiran and Xing Han. If it is gone, it will be gone. As long as the person is good, it is fine, but Yiran they don't know." Ling Qin held Feng Yin's hand tightly: "If he is gone now, my son must be very sad. Should we tell him the truth, that he is not pregnant with a child, so that at least he will feel better."

Feng Yin shook his head: "He will still be very sad, and he will also be very angry. Although he has always shown that he doesn't care about the child, he is still very happy in his heart. You can see that he usually moves carefully, even on the night of the 30th New Year's Eve. He doesn’t drink at all, which shows that he loves his children very much. Telling him now is a lie. What is the difference from killing his children? Talk to us."

Ling Qin thought about it too.

"On the contrary, it's a good thing not to tell them the truth. Although sadness is unavoidable, Xing Han no longer shows mercy to Zhongyue. Maybe Bixia Yuanjun had expected such a day before he would create the illusion of pregnancy."

Ling Qin sighed, "I really want to erase the memory of my son's pregnancy."

Feng Yin put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Don't worry too much, our son is not as fragile as we imagined, okay, let's go in and see our son."

When the two entered the room, they saw Xing Han carefully supporting Ling Yiran's pale face, then pulled the quilt for Ling Yiran, got up with a sullen face and said, "Feng Yin, take care of Yiran, I'll go out for a while , come back later."

Feng Yin probably guessed where he was going: "Are you going to find Zhongyue?"

"Ah."

Xing Han exuded a cold air all over his body, and teleported away from Xianke Mountain to Zhongyue Immortal Mansion.

The immortal guards recognized Xing Han and hurriedly saluted: "I have seen Emperor Dongyue."

Xing Han asked with a straight face, "Is Zhongyue there?"

The immortal guards said, "I don't know."

Generally, the masters come and go without a trace, if they confessed to them specially, how would these immortal guards know their whereabouts.

Xing Han stepped into the Immortal Mansion, but the Immortal Guards did not stop him.

After he entered, he raised his hand and blasted the statue in front of him, and then, as long as he flew over, he was blown into ruins.

"Bang bang bang bang—" the entire Zhongyue Immortal Mansion was filled with explosions.

The fairies and officials in the Immortal Mansion fled in fright. Seeing Xing Han's cold face, no one approached him to dissuade him.

In less than 10 minutes, half of the fairyland-like Zhongyue Immortal Mansion was destroyed, and the fairies and fairy officials who had no time to escape were implicated, and were beaten all over by Xing Han's divine power.

Xing Han said in a cold voice through sound transmission that everyone could hear: "Zhongyue, get out of here."

He waited for a while, but no one came, and continued to destroy Zhongyue Immortal Mansion, and set up a barrier to prevent people from using spells to restore Zhongyue Immortal Mansion to its original state.

After Xing Han completely destroyed the Zhongyue Immortal Mansion, he said to the fairies of the Zhongyue Immortal Mansion with a calm face: "Tell your master, he should never appear in front of me if he has the ability, otherwise don't blame me for disregarding brotherhood."

He turned around and disappeared in Zhongyue Immortal Mansion.

Mo Yu, who was hiding in the corner, crawled out, trembling her hands in fear, and sent a Xuanguang mirror communication to her master.

Soon, the other party received her Xuanguang mirror, and saw her embarrassed appearance and the mess behind her.

Mo Yu hurriedly said: "Master, Emperor Dongyue came to our fairy mansion just now."

Emperor Zhongyue was overjoyed: "He came to see me?"

"Yes, Emperor Dongyue's face is ugly, and he blew up our fairy mansion into wasteland." Mo Yu pointed to the situation behind him with red eyes: "Now our fairy mansion is similar to the garbage dump in the mortal world. The fairies and fairy officials in the village have no place to live, and Emperor Dongyue also said, if you have the ability, you should never appear in front of him, otherwise don't blame him for disregarding brotherhood."

Emperor Zhongyue looked at the ruins behind Mo Yu, his smile froze, and his face became very ugly: "You are in our Immortal Mansion now? And our Immortal Mansion was destroyed by Dongyue?"

"Yes."

Emperor Zhongyue said in disbelief: "How could he treat me like this and destroy my favorite Immortal Mansion? Did he do this just to help Ling Yiran take revenge on me?"

When Ling Yiran was mentioned, his handsome face distorted: "But I have only known Ling Yiran for a few months, and even our friendship of nearly a hundred years is gone. What is so good about Ling Yiran?"

Emperor Nanyue, who was working beside him, heard what they said, raised his head and asked, "What did you do? Why did you make Dongyue so angry? You even ran to destroy your fairy mansion."

Emperor Zhongyue didn't dare to say that he hid in the Nanyue Immortal Mansion because he was afraid that Fengyin would settle accounts with him.

After he explained some things to Mo Yu, he turned off the Xuanguang Mirror communication.

Emperor Nanyue lowered his face: "If you don't say anything, I'll ask Dongyue myself."

Emperor Zhongyue didn't dare to look at him, turned his head and said, "I'm doing it for Dongyue's good, and I don't want him to follow Fengyin's old path again, so I will help him, otherwise he won't be able to break this relationship at all."

"What did you do to Dongyue? With Dongyue's temperament, if you hadn't stepped on his bottom line, he wouldn't be so angry."

"..." Emperor Zhongyue was silent for a moment: "I aborted the child in Ling Yiran's stomach."

"What!" Emperor Nanyue stood up and looked at him angrily: "You killed Yiran's child?"

Emperor Zhongyue saw that Emperor Nanyue was very angry, and his anger soared again: "Yes, I aborted his child. It's just a child. What's the big deal? I'm doing it for Dongyue's sake. They only did this because they were entangled, as long as they are not together, the Heavenly Emperor will not punish Dongyue, but why are you so angry?"

Emperor Nanyue pointed at the entrance of the main hall and said angrily, "Zhongyue, get out of here."

Emperor Zhongyue: "..."