After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

The meaning of these words has already been expressed, the elder can't help but sigh and stop talking. Although he does not agree with Wu Yong's decision, he is the suzerain, and he does not say much.

I just hope that there will be no regrets in the future.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of the battle outside the competition venue suddenly became intense, and many people were immediately excited.

"Those dead soldiers won't attack, right?" Someone with a low level of cultivation couldn't help but ask nervously.

Dongfang Moqi had already carried Yi Hantian's body to the edge, and the three brothers and sisters were by his side, and the beauty was walking around.

However, I don't know if Fan Sisi was too timid or too sensitive, and always felt that Yi Hantian's body was getting more and more wrong.

"Biao... cousin... you look at my uncle's face, do you think... it seems a little different?"

At the moment, Dongfang Moqi's attention is on the outside, he has been listening to the movement outside, watching the people coming in and out of the competition arena.

Hearing what she said, he turned his head to look, his eyes flickered slightly, and then lowered his head and looked closer.

"No difference, what's wrong?" Dongfang Moqi said, looking at her.

The blue veins on Yi Hantian's face have subsided, but his face is wrinkled and his eye sockets are sunken.

Dongfang Xinyan took out the veil, wiped it and said sadly: "Dad died so miserably, why is God so unfair, we finally met him, but we separated so soon. Uuu..."

Fan Sisi whispered, "Isn't my uncle dead?"

"What do you mean by that?" Dongfang Xinyan was a little upset and glared at her.

"No, I don't mean anything else." Fan Sisi waved his hand hurriedly, and immediately explained, "Look at him, his... his nails."

Dongfang Moqi's brother and sister listened, frowned slightly, and then looked at Yi Hantian's hand.

The two couldn't help but froze for a moment, and their breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

"This is……"

"what happened?"

Fan Sisi endured the hairy feeling in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "I just find it strange, obviously... My uncle is out of breath, but this nail has grown by an inch in just half an hour..."

"Also, the color has changed... This, is this related to poisoning? Or..."

Fan Sisi said, suddenly thought, Yueli said before, Yi Hantian is indeed dead, but still moving?

Could it be this?

When I thought about it, I was startled and felt incredible. If it could move, what would it be like?

Dongfang Moqi also immediately remembered what Yueli said before, and his heart was at a loss.

"Brother? Is there any help for Dad?" Dongfang Xinyan immediately showed a happy expression.

Fan Sisi said hurriedly, "Shouldn't it be? Feng Qingcheng just said that my uncle..."

"You believe everything she says? Of course she wants my father to die!" Dongfang Xinyan's face suddenly sank.

Fan Sisi couldn't help but said again: "But Feng Qingcheng shouldn't be deceived..."

"Don't mention her again! If you believe her, what are you doing with us?"

This made Fan Sisi dare not mention the three words Feng Qingcheng again, and couldn't help but glance at Yi Hantian's face, "Cousin, don't be angry, I won't mention it. That uncle is like this, what should we do now?"

Dongfang Xinyan said coldly: "What should I do? Let me tell you, you are not allowed to say anything about my father." After she finished speaking, she immediately looked at Dongfang Moqi and began to urge: "Brother, I think we are taking my father with us now. Hurry up and get out of here, and find a way to contact Guardian Zuo for help?"

Speaking of Protector Zuo, Dongfang Moqi remembered that they had never seen Wu Zhong since they were brought in by people from the temple before.

Looking down at Yi Hantian, Dongfang Moqi always felt that his father's situation was not as simple as he thought.