In the back room, ceramic tubs and all kinds of things around it were broken to pieces.

However, under the crushing momentum, everything turned into powder.

This was a warning, and several people in the room knew exactly who it was being warned to.

"Haha... He is indeed the invincible Enfu God of War on the battlefield. Old man, you are so powerful."

Ye Shengge laughed loudly, and with a simple carp push, he stood up, then looked at En Zhenhong, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and acted completely smoothly without being affected at all.

If ordinary people are under the residual power of a strong person in the holy realm, those with higher cultivation levels may still be able to move, but they will also be greatly restricted, while those with weaker cultivation levels will only become unable to move.

Holy Realm, as the most powerful cultivator in this world, is like a god, with powerful aura, everything should be like this.

He is worthy of being an old man. As the saying goes, the old is still more spicy than the old. There is nothing better than this.

Ye Shengge thought for a while and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

If he had persuaded En Zhenhong not to say anything before, then Jianmen and his party, with the power of the Holy Realm in his body, would have been able to break through all desperate situations with just a snap of his fingers.

However, this will disrupt Mo Yi's original path. In this case, the law will be merciless and the world will inevitably be in chaos.

And the En Mansion will naturally disappear in the flames of war.

"You possess mysterious arithmetic. If I think about it carefully, you should have known about it a long time ago, right?"

En Zhenhong half-closed his eyes and looked at Ye Shengge, speaking inexplicably.

For some special reason, he can completely hide his own cultivation level, and he can even switch levels at will.

However, since he met Ye Shengge and learned that the latter possesses the magic of Dunjia, he has understood that his true cultivation level may be hidden from anyone, but in the face of that magical magic,

This trick cannot be concealed.

In response, Ye Shengge shrugged and was noncommittal.

At this moment, En Haoran realized that there had always been a god living in his home.

And this god is actually his father.

For a moment, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and his face even became confused about whether to laugh or cry.

I never thought that my old man would be so powerful, and as his son, he had always kept him in the dark.

Huangfu Shana on the side didn't feel anything at all. From the moment she got married to now, she had an intuition in her heart that told her that her old man was not a simple person.

"In that case, I don't know this explanation. Master, are you willing to listen?"

For a moment, Ye Shengge thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "I have said before, this girl En Ning has always had a long-cherished wish in her heart, and that is to form a couple with Mo Yi. The so-called marriage is determined by a thread.

The two of them are a pair of mandarin ducks. But they are a pair of mandarin ducks with a fate of fate. The winner will wither before the age of twenty.

En Ning knew very well what her future destiny would be, but she still fell in love with that guy without hesitation. It was just a word of love that left her. She told me several times that she didn’t want to stay with him for the rest of her life.

She has all kinds of regrets. Now, in just two years, instead of waiting to die, she wants to live a different life. She also wants to find all the good things she has lost in the past. I wonder, can we really stop her from going?

Pursue the life and happiness she wants? I can't do it, but you...can you really bear to see her leave with regrets?"

When he finished speaking, there was a hint of trembling and a hint of swallowing in his voice.

If there is no rescue method, then Ehanjueti is not a terminal illness, but it has become an incurable terminal illness.

As for En Ning, she only has two short years left to live!

Two years later, he would have to watch the girl who was as close as his sister pass away from him. How could his heart not hurt?

No matter how powerful he is, what's the use of this skill if he can't save En Ning?

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were silent for a while.

En Zhenhong sighed again and again, his expression was lonely, and he couldn't extricate himself in his heart.

I deeply feel that destiny is unfair!

And Huangfu Shana burst into tears. In two years, she might give her white-haired person to a black-haired person. For a moment, her heart was like a knife and she was in pain.

En Haoran's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly, and his fingers turned white without even realizing it.

Soon, he stepped out and walked out the door. When he passed by Ye Shengge, he only left one sentence:

"Ye Shengge, let me tell you, I hope my Ning'er can return safely one day, but if something happens to her, I will fight you to the end even if I can't beat you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he left here without looking back.


Chapter completed!