The thought that there might be something dirty around him made his hair stand on end and he couldn't stay for a minute. But when the rain was about to go back, a room not far ahead lit up a candle. You know, the whole blue Empire Palace is cold and deserted. When the darkness came, all the palaces seemed to be shrouded in an isolated space. No light, no life, like a cemetery. Therefore, the candlelight in front of us is particularly abrupt. The falling rain frowned. In the end, the fear in my heart was suppressed, and I approached quietly in the direction of candlelight Seeing the figure in the house, the rain almost screamed. Senior brother!! It turned out that he was here because he couldn't find the elder martial brother in most of the imperial palace. The heart of the rain was pounding, almost desperate to rush into the house. But the good news is that reason still suppresses the impulse. Because Yun Ruohan is obviously not the only one in the room. Opposite him sat a man in purple. The candlelight in the room was not bright, and the man was half hidden in the shadow, so his face was indistinct. Can rain see this man's moment, or feel a shock. I don't know how to explain it. Besides, he always found the face familiar. Just then, he heard the voice of the elder martial brother. It is different from the calmness and gentleness in xiaoyaomen. At this time, Yun Ruohan had no expression on his face, and the voice of the exit was as cold as ice stone“ Father, is that all you want to say? " Father emperor -?! The eyes of the falling rain are slightly wide open. The elder martial brother called him father Huang. So he is the current emperor of the LAN empire. My own father, too?! "I'm sorry for you and Xiao Qi," said the man with a sigh“ Do you think that all the experiences of Xiao Qi over the years and the death of Shifu can be offset by one word of apology? " The rain gazed at the cold clouds in the room. He really seldom saw the elder martial brother show such an expression of hatred and disgust. Even in the face of the night breeze, he has never been so resentful. The lips of falling rain can't help gently hook up. The confusion and shock that just surged up in my heart after knowing the man's identity disappeared at this moment. All that's left is warmth and peace of mind. Yun Ruohan's face is getting colder and colder. All of a sudden, his wrist moved. Bingpo sword had come out of its sheath and stabbed at LAN Yaozong. It's raining outside. I'm scared to see it. Although he also hated LAN Yaozong. But this man is the real father of himself and his elder martial brother. If you kill your father and disobey human relations, you will be punished by heaven. The elder martial brother may be possessed by the devil, and he will never be able to break through and soar from now on. How can this be done? Rain would not want to fly in to stop. However, there is one person who moves faster than him. There was only a tinkle. Bingpo sword was missed by several inches. A familiar voice also sounded in the room: "Your Highness, although I really want to see your father and son fratricidal drama, but I have other uses for this person, so I can only ask you to show mercy." It's the night wind! Falling rain, the whole body's nerves instantly tense, fine beads of sweat from his forehead. Under the dim candlelight. I saw a tall and thin figure walking slowly to LAN Yaozong's side.