Chapter 542 Emperor 10 Fang, You Will Not Live Long if You Keep Doing This

In fact, Bai Qing's heart was really broken. The scene just now almost scared him to death! !

I thought this son of God was really kind and loving.

Damn, it turns out that he is a villain who doesn't care about the lives of the people!

He can even stop the wheel of the underworld. His heart is about to jump out of his chest, okay?

However, this is to save Chang Le, of course he has no objection. Well, look at the sky, it is calm, so nothing has happened here.

Emperor Shifang nodded gently, and the smile on his face made people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

Then, Emperor Shifang called the silver dragon, flew up and placed on the dragon's back, turned into a white light, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Luanfeng immediately climbed up.

If his body had not been stretched to the extreme, he would not use the silver dragon as a mount. I am afraid that this time... Emperor Shifang has been seriously injured.

When Luanfeng rushed back to the temple, Emperor Shifang was sitting motionless on the throne, with enchanting scarlet blood stains on his robe, making the cold and empty temple even more ghostly.

Emperor Shifang still looked the same, but his holy silver hair and silver eyes had turned into black hair and black pupils, and there was no trace of power fluctuations on his body.

At this time, Emperor Shifang was no longer the lofty Son of God. Any strong man could easily kill him.

"You're back?" Emperor Shifang smiled and slowly opened his eyes.

Luanfeng looked at Emperor Shifang like this, and his breath stagnated.

His eyelashes were long and graceful, fluttering gently like butterfly wings, and his pure black pupils stared at you quietly, imprinting countless streams of light.

That clear and innocent look was just like a newborn baby, so fragile that it seemed to break at the touch.

Quiet, beautiful, unrepentant...

Yes, unrepentant!

Seeing him still acting the same, Luanfeng recalled the scenes just now, and his chest was heaving with anger.

He clenched his hands,

and inch by inch of ice condensed from the entrance of the temple, protecting Emperor Shifang. There was no more laughter in Luanfeng's enchanting eyes.

"Emperor Shifang, if you continue to do this, you will die soon."

The bone-chilling ice covered Emperor Shifang inch by inch, and the boy's exquisite face had turned into an ice sculpture.

He slowly closed his eyes and whispered: "But I can't bear to see her sad alone..."

Luanfeng sneered: "Then do you think she will be happy if you die?"

"I won't die, I won't leave her alone..."

"You..."

Luanfeng wanted to say something, but Emperor Shifang could no longer hear it.

He fell into a deep sleep quietly, like an ice sculpture sleeping forever.

"Damn it." Luanfeng rubbed his long hair fiercely, and really wanted to jump up and beat this guy up, but he couldn't do it in his current state. He might not be able to beat him after he recovered.

Alas, it's really helpless!

Luanfeng felt that no one in the world was more miserable than him.

But in fact, there are many such people.

Next to the wheel of the underworld, a general who had finally completed the repair work was now exhausted and collapsed like a dead dog, gnashing his teeth in anger, and his heart was so miserable...