Yi Feng walked out of the kitchen with a sullen face, bowed his head and stood next to a man who suddenly appeared in the room, with a respectful expression, but the faint worry was clearly visible under his lowered eyebrows.

His voice was young but calm beyond what he should have at his age. His calm tone seemed to be describing an innocuous matter, "Father... she ate Nether Ice."

Yi Qinglan was startled, her feminine features turned cold because of his displeased frown, "What's wrong with her?"

"Netherworld Ice is an extremely yin thing, and very few people can control it, let alone..." He didn't say everything in full, but no one present could understand what he meant.

Very few people can control Nether Ice, let alone a three-year-old child. Moreover... eating Nether Ice is really unprecedented. Therefore, even if you die because you cannot withstand the power of Nether Ice, it does not count.

What's up.

"She probably can't hold it anymore." He lowered his head and kept his calm tone. However, what no one noticed was that the hand hanging by his side was trembling slightly. His palm was already covered with blood.

Breaking into a thin sweat.

Yi Qinglan squinted his eyes slightly, with a sinister but cold smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were so gloomy, "Since it's so useless, it's better to just die like this and dissect him!"

As soon as Feng Qian raised her head, she saw that the child who was still rolling around in pain on the ground gradually stopped moving, and the hands that were grabbing around in the air like a drowning person's instinctive reaction when drowning gradually became weak.

Drooped!

Feng Qian's eyes widened, and her breathing stagnated with Feng Qinya's movements. When she heard Yi Qinglan's words, she turned around in disbelief. If there wasn't someone behind her suppressing her, she might have pounced on him regardless of her image.

"She is your daughter! She is your child! How could you do this?! You...!!!" The original gentle look had long since faded, replaced by the sadness and anger of losing her daughter, and the heartlessness of that man.

Came out hysterical.

Yi Qinglan frowned in displeasure, moved her hand back to wave away the men who wanted to punish Feng Qian for being disrespectful. She stepped forward in a few steps, raised her hand and pinched Feng Qian's chin hard.

He forced her to look up at him, "Daughter? Are you sure? And, Feng Qian, don't forget that all of this was caused by yourself. If you had been by my side, she wouldn't be so miserable today.

, if you hadn’t been so self-righteous that you wanted to take my Nether Ice as a tool to blackmail me, she wouldn’t have died. You deserve all of this, and your daughter will only suffer for you.

Pay the price for the mistakes you made. Haha..."

Feng Qian's face began to gradually fade to pale after hearing his words. In the end, she just stared at Yi Qinglan blankly, seemingly without any reaction, but her trembling body showed that

everything.

"No...no, it's not like this, no...it's not." She murmured, but she was just deceiving herself by muttering like this.

"Is it true? Do you know in your heart that what you thought was good for her was just a high-sounding reason for yourself to escape from this seat and preserve your innocence that has long since disappeared. You

He is the real culprit who ruined her life!" Every word he said was heartbreaking and hurtful.

Feng Qian, on the other hand, was unable to come down after all. She looked at Yi Qinglan and opened her mouth several times but could not utter a single word.

The light in her eyes dimmed because she was finally disillusioned by Yi Qinglan's words. She lowered her head, her body was trembling slightly, and she didn't even want to look at Yi Qinglan again.

"What? Are you pretending to be pitiful when you talk about the main thing? Haha..." He sneered and said directly, "Didn't you hear what I said?! Or do you also want to imitate this saint? Pursue freedom?"

Yi Feng was startled. These words were obviously meant for him, but... he was asked to perform an autopsy now...

He can't do it, that child...

That kid...he really can't do it...

"Huh?!" Yi Qinglan raised her voice slightly.

"Yes..." Yi Feng lowered his head and responded in a low voice, but the hand beside him was tightly held, and the short nails dug deeply into the palm along with the fingers.

"No! No!" Feng Qian heard their conversation and suddenly raised her head, with a hint of fear and a hint of pleading in her gleaming purple eyes, "She is... your child, you really... can't

…”

Yi Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her thin lips coldly, and smiled evilly, "A life is worth a life. I have already prepared to bring that girl back to the devil world. As a woman who betrayed me, you

Damn it, but now that she has died on your behalf, it only shows that as a heretic, she is not qualified as my daughter, so you should be lucky that your selfishness saved your life."

"No... no..." Feng Qian shook her head, but she could only shake her head. She was no match for him now, but her child... was already dead. How could she let her die without a complete body?

?!

The crystal tears covered her delicate face, and the silent prayer in her eyes made people reluctant to refuse her request...

But in front of her was a demon who only cared about power and status without any emotion at all!

"Hurry up?" He urged Yi Feng.

Yi Feng, who originally deliberately slowed down his pace, had to take a longer step. The distance that was only a few steps was now even closer. The girl who fell on the ground was lifeless, and thin frost covered her whole body.

Covered and wrapped, even the eyelashes were covered with a layer of white.
Chapter completed!