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818. Chapter 818 Is it a bitter trick?

Mu Chenxiao lowered his eyes unconsciously. If the fifth uncle said the words were true and the power of the Demon Emperor was enough to destroy the entire space, then what method did Yun Aotian use to hurt him so completely?

Could it be that it was just because of the deep love of his son that he did not resist, but allowed him to destroy his cultivation?

If he really loves his son deeply, since Yun Aotian wants Xuanming Blood Evil, then he can just pass it to him directly, why did he try every means to deliver it to him?

Wouldn't he be afraid that he would know his father one day?

Aren't he afraid that he would bite him back and make him feel more painful?

If you think from the perspective of others and you are the Demon Emperor at this time, then this will definitely not happen.

He will never leave a hidden danger by his side to threaten himself, let alone a shocking hidden danger.

unless……

Mu Chenxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and a confused person in his heart was instantly opened.

His eyes quietly fell on the fifth uncle opposite him. During the period of time he was thinking, he seemed to be asleep, drooping his head and not moving.

Mu Chenxiao's heart jumped slightly without realizing it, and he walked slowly as if he was clear.

Sure enough, when he approached him, he clearly smelled the faint bloody smell from his fifth uncle.

He gently lifted his clothes and saw that his left hand was tightly holding a knife, and the wrist of his right hand had already been bleeding.

It seemed as if he noticed someone was touching him, and the fifth uncle suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"I'm sorry... the eldest princess... I had no choice..."

His fingers gradually lost their strength and finally landed on the ground slowly and weakly. His body also fell softly to the side.

Mu Chenxiao took a deep breath, stood up and stared at the dark night sky.

"Grandpa...you have done all this with deliberate intention...for what exactly?"

...

Although freedom is restricted, Yun Aoxia, as a great princess, can still walk around everywhere in the royal city.

Walking down the stone steps slowly, the guards along the way seemed to have received orders and opened the iron door for her one after another.

In the royal city, there are only dungeons where such strict guardings are guarded.

After opening ten iron gates in a row, Yun Aoxia came to a small stone chamber.

In the stone chamber, He Mang was wearing blood clothes, but stood proudly there. After looking at Yun Aoxia coldly, he sat down leisurely on the stone bench.

"The eldest princess, the body of a daughter... how could she get into this cell?"

"A thousand gold body?" Yun Aoxia suddenly sneered: "We are just the same identities and different treatments..."

Her eyes looked at the surrounding cells and sighed with a charming sigh: "We are also prisoners with restricted freedom...but your cell is this stone chamber, I am just the entire royal city..."

He Mang's pupils inexplicably shrank and looked at her burntly: "The eldest princess... what does this sentence mean?"

"That means... we are all people trapped in shackles..." Yun Aoxia sat down in front of him, "Our eldest prince has long restricted my freedom..."
Chapter completed!
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