Nan Xiaobao's eyes were red and his nose was slightly sour.

He sniffed his nose hard and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Mother, this is all Xiaobao can do for you.

If there is an afterlife, I will still be your son.

Nan Xiaobao's hand began to pull his phalanges again.

Jun Juechen only felt that the strength pulling him was getting weaker and weaker. His fingers were tightly hooked on Nan Xiaobao's palm, his eyes were red.

"I will save you, I will definitely save you!"

Nan Xiaobao shook his head.

"Help me tell my mother that I will come back to her when I have another life. I hope that I can still be your son."

"Now go and save Xiao Mo. This fire is poisonous, and something must have happened outside."

After saying this, Nan Xiaobao had already opened his last phalanx.

Jun Juechen felt his palms loosen and saw the soft little figure falling towards the cliff.

It turned into a ray of light and shadow and quickly disappeared from his eyes.

"Nan Xiaobao!"

This sound was filled with despair, grief, and anger!

He was angry at his own incompetence, that he could not even protect his own son.

He was even more angry, why didn't he find Nan Yan earlier.

If only he had found Nan Yan, so many things wouldn't have happened.

It's all his fault!

The man knelt heavily on the edge of the cliff and slammed his fists on the rocks nearby.

The back of his hand was smashed and bleeding, but he seemed unconscious.

The eyes that were once full of evil energy became hollow and lifeless.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, stood up suddenly, raised his hand, and cut off the robe that was burned by the flames.

His legs were already burnt black, but he seemed to be unfazed and staggered towards the direction of the previous explosion.

He moved the mutilated corpses away with all his strength, trying to find the figure among them.

But his eyes were full of panic, fearing that he would really find her among these people!

No!

None of these people are her!

The man's hands were dripping with blood, and his body was covered in blood.

The purple robe was also dyed red with blood.

Despair was gradually devouring Jun Juechen's reason, his eyes were bloodshot, and bloodshot eyes were spread throughout his pupils.

It looks cunning and scary.

Nan Xiaobao said that Nan Yan is not dead, she must still be alive!

Since she is not among these people, she must have escaped by some means!

What's more, Nan Yan has deceived her for so long, and he hasn't asked her yet, who allowed her to die?

She must live well! No one is qualified to let her die!

"Your Majesty."

At this moment, a stumbling sound came from behind.

Jun Juechen raised his head and saw a guard falling in front of him, his voice filled with despair.

"Your Majesty, all the guards in the Night Palace have fainted. The young prince is also in danger. Your prince, go and save...the young prince..."
Chapter completed!