Huang He went and sneered: "Beihailong, you are getting more and more cruel. You want to kill him too!?" At this point, he thought he was the son of Beihailong. When he saw Beihailong coming to save him, he said he wanted to kill him, so he

He was beginning to be filled with doubts: He actually hated You'er so much that he even wanted to kill his own son? Impossible...

Beihailong stood in the middle of the river waves, sword in hand, frustrated: "You dare to kill him, why don't I dare?" But he couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart and glanced at Mo Fei with pity: You'er has treated him all his life.

Don’t forget, this is how he treated You’er and his flesh and blood?

Mo Fei said angrily: "What dare you? If you have the ability, just kill me! Why delay? It's inexplicable!" Huang He went without hesitation, and immediately chopped off as soon as he finished speaking. Beihailong was furious and swung his sword at him.

Xiang Mo made an unusually harsh sound. Mo Fei's sword was slower than the two of them. They didn't know whether he was blocking the Yellow Crane or the North Sea Dragon.

The Broken Xu Sword in Beihailong's hand suddenly pushed Mo Fei out of the battle: "Stand away!"

Huang He went and sneered: "So you protect him..." Beihai Dragon remained motionless, but Broken Xujian showed signs of being defeated by Jue Mo Dao. Huang He went and continued: "Beihai Dragon, your majesty is still the same as before.

, but your swordsmanship has deteriorated. You can tell that you are getting older. Back then, when we competed, you knocked You'er so far away with one strike of your sword. Where is it like today, with only such a small distance? But it doesn't matter, time is not forgiving, both of you.

My son is already this big!"

Beihailong was shocked, his face turned pale, and he finally understood the root cause of Huang He's murderous intention this time: "Do you know what you are talking about?!" With a backhand turn, the Broken Xujian sword grazed Huang He against the blade of the Juemo Knife.

Go, Huang He went and shouted, slashing with his sword: "What?"

Bei Hailong looked at Mo Fei full of resentment: "If I had known this, why would I have come to save him? Just kill him. Even if you kill him, your family will not be cut off!"

One sentence was like a muffled thunder. Could it be that he was standing too close? It hurt his heart. He was at a loss for a while. He just shook his head and backed away step by step: "No, it's impossible! It's impossible!"

Huang He's breathing was slow and unsteady. He was obviously more surprised than anyone else. His face was undulating violently and his voice was trembling: "You...what did you say..."

Beihai Long Leng said: "He was born in the autumn of the second year. You'er almost died to give birth to him. She has been holding the token you gave her in her hand... Why is he called Mo Fei? Because he is not from the Mo family.

The person you are... Less than half a year after giving birth to him, You'er took him and left me... Everything was done for you alone, for you alone!"

Huang He went to look back at Mo Fei in shock. The muscles on Mo Fei's face were almost distorted, and veins popped out on his temples with hatred: "So it was you who killed my mother!" A sword like a rainbow was directed towards Huang He, and Beihailong exposed it.

The truth, unexpectedly, did not stand idly by. It was also a sword, lying in front of Mo Fei's Broken Xu Sword. Even though Mo Fei's force was fierce, he was stopped and stagnated.

No one knows why he wanted to kill his biological father, let alone why Beihailong wanted to save his love rival!

Mo Fei's face was full of resentment and hatred: "It was him who made my mother miserable in her life! It was he who made me trapped in Youling Villa for so many years without a father. It was he who made my master still uncertain about his life or death."

!I’m going to kill him! Let me kill him!”

At that moment, Bei Hailong should have felt happy in his heart. He should have fulfilled his long-cherished wish for many years. He should have sneered at his father and son killing each other. But why, even he himself didn't know, why he wanted to stop Mo Fei: "Could it be, he

After all, he is your father..."

Bei Hailong glanced back at Huang He. There were already wrinkles on their foreheads. This was given to them by her...

No matter who loved whom more in the past, the end result will be the same: a wrinkle.
Chapter completed!