"What are you talking nonsense? Is Your Highness the Crown Prince fake?"

Although Mo Zhu was surprised that they were so sure that Xue Qinghe was fake, she didn't know that she had to pretend that she had also been cheated.

"you do not know?"

Fang Tiancheng looked puzzled, then looked at Mo Zhu with fun, "Since that's the case, I'll talk to you. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had died five years ago, and the second and third princes were also poisoned to death by the same poison."

"When the second prince and the third prince die, who will benefit?"

Fang Tiancheng looked at Xue Qinghe with a gloomy face, "Of course it's our crown prince."

"How could you be alive? You are obviously dead!" Xue Qinghe's voice was a little hoarse. It was obvious that Fang Tiancheng's existence surprised him very much.

"After you poisoned the second prince, although His Highness, although his third prince was obsessed with cultivation, he was not a fool. He asked me to contact Prince Xuexing very early. It is precisely because of Prince Xuexing that I can exist while being pierced through the heart by the Soul Palace, and my strength will be further improved!"

"What does he mean? Who is this person?" Mo Zhu retreated to Xue Qinghe and asked in confusion.

He knew Xue Qinghe's identity well, but in the original work, he remembered that Qian Renxue's identity was revealed five years later and his plan failed.

But now an unknown person appears to know that Xue Qinghe is a fake. What's going on?

Xue Qinghe breathed a sigh and said with a gloomy expression: "He was the teacher of his third brother back then. After his second brother was poisoned, he was robbed and killed by me and the people from the Wuhun Palace. But he should have been pierced through his heart and died. Why now......?"

"Second brother, third brother?"

Fang Tiancheng sneered, "It's so kind to scream. I'm almost impressed by your acting skills, the lackey of the Martial Spirit Hall."

Xue Qinghe stared at Fang Tiancheng and felt a breath that made him hate from him. Unlike the deep darkness on Zhu Zhuqing's body, it made him disgust from the heart, like a natural enemy.

"The lackey of the Spirit Hall? Is it really okay to say that? It fell into the soul-chasing sword of the evil soul master." Xue Qinghe did not panic, but instead sneered.

"Just relying on your current identity as an evil soul master, even if you jump out and correct me, you will not be trusted by your father."

Fang Tiancheng was silent.

"Not only that, Xuexing behind you will also be found to have contact with the evil soul master. If this matter is known to everyone in the world, my father will definitely trust my words, not yours!"

Xue Qinghe calmly analyzed, and at the same time he was observing Fang Tiancheng's expression, guessing that he did not stand up and corrected his reasons.

Fang Tiancheng clenched his fists until he turned white, his expression was ugly and angry, and finally took a deep breath and said, "You are right, otherwise, you will be a dead person."

Xue Qinghe's expression was tense, but his face was still calm, "So you plan to do it here? Although everyone outside is from Uncle Xuexing, I am the prince now!"

Fang Tiancheng sneered and said disdainfully: "Since I dare to reveal my identity in front of you, I must be sure to kill you here."

"Wait a moment!"

Mo Zhu suddenly stretched out his hand, pretended to be innocent, and smiled and said with apologies: "This is a grudge within your royal family. I, an outsider, can't interfere, why don't you let me go."

"Let you go? If you kill my subordinates, you still want to leave here alive. You are too naive."

Fang Tiancheng snorted coldly, then waved his sword and rolled up a heavy force, and a sword energy burst out.

Mo Zhu quickly surged and the sword intent of the wind wrapped around the Yazakana sword, slashed out with one sword, and hit the blood-colored sword energy that was coming down.

Immediately, a heavy mountain-like power came from above. Mo Zhu's face changed, and his eyes were no longer as fun as before. He immediately increased the output of his own power and cut off the opponent's sword energy.

Seeing this, Fang Tiancheng sighed quite emotionally: "It turns out that he is an amazing genius. He has realized the intent of the sword at such a young age. However, you are just serving wine and the chief throne is His Royal Highness!"

Fang Tiancheng took a step forward, and suddenly a surging momentum gushed in like a sea of ​​turmoil. The violent and violent aura was stirring freely, as ferocious as a ghost wailing.

This momentum came to Xue Qinghe. He could not resist without opening the martial soul. However, if her angel martial soul is activated now and this guy is letting him run away, he will be unable to explain clearly.

At this moment, Mo Zhu blocked the Xueqing River, and the overlord-colored aura thundered in the air, directly hitting the other party's tyrannical aura.

Immediately, the glass of the entire castle exploded, the ancient and gorgeous walls broke inch by inch, and some wooden tables, railings and handrails collapsed, and some were even crushed into powder by two momentum.

"Is this the power of Conra's soul power? It's really terrifying."

Cold sweat broke out on Mo Zhu's forehead. It was obvious that he was having a hard time at this moment, but fortunately, the other party did not take the initiative as soon as he came up.

Fang Tiancheng saw that Mo Zhu actually blocked the pressure of his soul power with an unknown aura, and a look of surprise appeared in his dark eyes.

Then, a stronger and more violent aura seemed to be walking in the night, wrapped in the wailing sounds that made people's scalp numb, and then crashed towards Mo Zhu one after another.

Mo Zhu's mind moved, and the phoenix pattern behind her emitted a dazzling stream of light, followed by a golden light blooming behind him, followed by a loud phoenix sound that echoed in the castle.

A pair of huge purple-gold wings stretched out from behind the ink bamboo, and at the same time, a strange pressure naturally emerged in the phoenix wings.

This is the pressure of the real phoenix.

After this pressure appeared, Fang Tiancheng's expression changed drastically, and a hint of incredible appearance appeared in his calm and deep eyes for the first time.

"This... this... what's your relationship with the Shui family in Tianshui City!" Fang Tiancheng asked.

And just because of his sudden questioning, his aura revealed a flaw.

Behind the Mo Zhu, a hot golden light suddenly burst out, and the sacred aura was revealed here.

The two pairs of wings spread out, and the golden wings are gorgeous and noble, emitting a soft and domineering golden light.

At the same time, a noble and beautiful angel phantom slowly rose behind the Mozhu.

In the center of the angel phantom, four golden angel wings wrapped the Xueqing River, and the flowing golden lights around them surrounded the Xueqing River jubilantly, as if welcoming the arrival of the angel.

Xue Qinghe's face slowly changed in the golden light, replaced by a nearly perfect angel-like stunning face. A layer of golden light peeled off his skin, revealing the smooth and tender skin like white jade inside.

The black suit turned into a noble white gold war skirt and extended downwards. The close-fitting skirt perfectly outlined Qian Renxue's exquisite curves. A pair of slender jade legs were wrapped in white stockings, and the outermost layer was covered with a layer of golden armor.

Noble and cool, Qian Renxue revealed her original appearance in front of outsiders for the first time.

For a moment, Fang Tiancheng was stunned by his own eyes, but compared to Qian Renxue's charming appearance, he was even more surprised by the true body of the martial soul behind him.

Six-winged Angel!

"Six-winged Angel...Wuhun Palace, who is Qianxunji you!"
Chapter completed!