A luxurious and exquisite palace, a comfortable bed. A handsome young man with a rosy complexion was lying quietly on the bed.

Beside the bed, a mature and beautiful woman wearing a rich dress was leaning quietly in front of the bed. She was too worried, and her face looked a little haggard.

good!

This mature and beautiful woman is Nan Ling'er. And the young man lying asleep on the bed is naturally Beichen Junjie. It has been three days since the war ended, and Beichen Junjie has shown no sign of waking up.

But it was obvious that Beichen Junjie's brows were wrinkled in pain, as if he was experiencing a terrible dream demon, and his expression looked extremely uncomfortable and painful.

"Junior..."

Nan Ling'er's face was full of guilt and distress. She caressed her handsome face and sobbed tremblingly: "It's your mother who is sorry for you. You have to blame her for not blaming you. Mother only hopes that you can survive the nightmare..."

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It seemed that Beichen Junjie heard Nan Ling'er's call, and his whole face trembled even more intensely.

"Junjie!?" Nan Ling'er's face was startled, she held Beichen Junjie's hand excitedly, and called urgently: "Mother knows, you must have heard what I said, right?"

Just finished!

Beichen Junjie opened his eyes suddenly, only to see a pair of pupils, glowing with red bloodshot eyes, full of ferocity.

"Jun..." Nan Ling'er said the words, but she didn't have time to rejoice.

Fierce!

An iron claw pinched Nan Ling'er's jade neck fiercely.

"Uh..." Nan Ling'er looked painful, her face flushed, and she was extremely puzzled.

"Bitch! Who are you!" Beichen Junjie's eyes flashed fiercely and he shouted ferociously: "You beast, no matter what illusions you use to confuse me, I will never fall for your trap!"

Nan Ling'er's face was full of pain, and two lines of tears fell down gently. She did not blame Beichen Junjie, but felt very distressed when she saw her son become like this.

"you···"

Beichen Junjie was stunned for a moment. Looking at those tear-filled eyes, he could clearly feel the sincerity and distress inside them. For some reason, Beichen Junjie's chest was also inexplicably congested, and his whole hand was trembling inexplicably.

. He was originally influenced by negative emotions and had murderous intentions, but at this time, he could not attack the beautiful woman in front of him.

Because, from Nan Ling'er's painful expression, one could feel a burst of warmth, a kind of pity, and a slow feeling of guilt. Even if his life was lost in his hands, I'm afraid there would be absolutely no complaints.

But Beichen Junjie suffered countless misfortunes and was tortured by countless illusions. He was wandering on the edge of life and death, between good and evil. He could no longer distinguish between illusion and reality. The torture made him crazy. Not everyone can understand this.

.

Then!

Nan Ling'er knew that there was nothing she could do to save it, so she slowly closed her eyes.

Beichen Junjie was stunned. He loosened his hands and then tightened them. He was extremely entangled and gritted his teeth and secretly said: "It's fake! It must be fake! No! But why does my heart hurt so much! Why did I never see it in the dreamland of Meng'an?

Pass her! Who is this woman!"

Now, with just a thought, Beichen Junjie could easily kill Nan Ling'er, but Beichen Junjie was unable to do so. A strong sense of guilt stung his heart.

Just then!

A majestic figure flashed in. When he saw the scene in front of him, he shouted: "Junjie! Don't be rude to your mother!"

At first sight!

Wrapped in a dragon robe, he has a square face with Chinese characters and cold eyes. His majestic face and body as tall as a mountain, involuntarily exuding a supreme majesty, he is clearly the Human Emperor.

A member of the royal family!

Beichen Junjie's face was startled, and what shocked him even more was that it was the word "mother" that the Human Emperor said.

Fierce!

Like five thunders striking his head, Beichen Junjie was shaken violently. He looked at the painful yet uncomplaining face in front of him. His heart tugged hard and he thought tremblingly: "She...is she really my mother?"

When the Human Emperor saw Beichen Junjie's eyes fierce and full of hostility, he was afraid that Beichen Junjie would accidentally hurt Nan Ling'er's life, so he said in a stern voice: "Over the years, your mother has suffered a lot for you.

How much pain and grievances have I endured! Now I can finally be reunited with you, but you want to kill your biological mother. Do you want to become a rebellious and evil son?"

At this time!

Nan Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, filled with tears, and looked at Beichen Junjie with guilt and distress. She raised her head tremblingly, and gently pressed it against Beichen Junjie's cheek. Her chapped lips were trembling and weak.

He murmured: "Jun...Junjie..."

"No! Impossible!"

Beichen Junjie looked painful and troubled. After experiencing countless bad luck, he suddenly couldn't believe that the beautiful woman in front of him could be his biological mother.

All this seemed to him to be too illogical.

But whether it was an illusion or reality, Beichen Junjie would not kill his biological mother, even if it was just an illusion. Instead, he stared at the Human Emperor with his cold eyes.

From that unfamiliar majesty, Beichen Junjie could feel a kind of threat, a threat brought by a strong man. But at the same time, Beichen Junjie actually felt that he was powerful, with endless demon power in his body, which made him feel strange.

The unpleasant pleasure of killing.

"Demon thief! You must be the one responsible for this, I'll kill you!" Beichen Junjie roared angrily, let go of his hand, then turned around to kill the Human Emperor.

Whoosh!~

Thunder struck out, its ferocious iron claws fiercely pressed towards the Human Emperor's chest.

"kindness!"

The Human Emperor's face darkened. When he realized that something was wrong with Beichen Junjie, he had already taken precautions. Before Beichen Junjie's attack came, the Human Emperor had instantly raised his palm with his dragon and struck Shen Chen.

Boom!~

The two powers collided violently, and the entire palace shook violently.

"What happened?"

"Enemy attack!?"

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The whole palace was suddenly filled with panic, and groups of majestic figures wearing armor hurriedly followed the sound.

In this head-on blow, because Beichen Junjie had just woken up not long ago, he had powerful demonic power, but could not control it freely. He was obviously weak and was knocked back by the Human Emperor's palm.

The Human Emperor clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Beichen Junjie majestically and said seriously: "No matter how big your reasons are! But if you kill your biological mother! You are cruel to your grandfather! This is your treason!"

"Father!"

Nan Ling'er rushed over, supported Beichen Junjie with one hand, and said with a distressed cry: "Junjie has just come back alive from the door of death. He has no idea about the past, so he did something offensive at the moment. Please,

Father, don’t blame Junjie..."

"The gate of death..."

Beichen Junjie was shocked. He looked at the stern-faced Human Emperor in front of him, and then at the tearful Nan Ling'er in front of him. It really drove him crazy. He didn't know whether this was true or false?

"No!~"

Beichen Junjie shook off Nan Ling'er's hand and rushed out of the palace.

"Junjie!" Nan Ling'er immediately chased after him.

"Alas~"

The Human Emperor sighed helplessly, and did not try to stop him, but slowly followed the steps out.

at this time!

The hero of Beichen stood in the sky, looking at the sky, enjoying the dazzling sunshine. Looking down at the earth, he saw a huge and scarred palace complex, and he could even see groups of figures coming in a hurry.

"Could it be..." Beichen Junjie looked shocked.

At this time!

A figure appeared in the sky, it was Feng Xiao.

But at first glance, Feng Xiao failed to recognize that Beichen Junjie was the body that Nan Wanghou was originally attached to.

"Bold thief!"

Feng Xiao shouted angrily, and with the sword in his hand flashing with a cold light, he fiercely attacked Beichen Junjie. Even though Feng Xiao knew in his heart that he was not this man's opponent, as the commander of the Jinwu Guards, he had the obligation to guard him.

Imperial Palace.

When Beichen Junjie saw it, the murderous intention of the visitor undoubtedly stimulated his negative emotions. A murderous thought burst out from his eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Get out!~"

Boom!~

Sweeping away with a fierce palm, the sword energy was directly destroyed. The powerful and domineering palm power, ferocious and ruthless, the vast and boundless terrifying demonic power, overwhelmingly enveloped Xiang Fengxiao.

"Well!?"

Feng Xiao's face turned pale with shock, as if he was dead and desperate.

At this critical moment!

In the void, an invisible force rushed forward, instantly sweeping around Xiang Fengxiao. With him as the center, the powerful power distorted the space and vibrated.

Boom!~
To be continued...