The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"mother……"

Ye Chen raised his head in a daze.

He still has a lot to say.

But after opening his lips, not a sound could be uttered from his throat.

Several golden lights suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

Ye Chen lowered his head.

The five fingers are fading little by little, and the flesh, bones, and sleeves are all losing their original color.

The river of time is carrying him away from here.

Wang Quanjian remained calm.

She looked at her son, who was gradually fading from sight, raised her hand to smooth his collar, and carefully pressed down a wrinkle.

This was the first time she had ever tidied her son's clothes after he grew up.

This might be the last time.

"Chen'er".

Wang Quanjian looked into his eyes and smiled.

"In your mother's heart, you will always be the best one."

So, smile more.

Be more confident.

Ye Chen moved his lips forcefully a few times, but still no sound came out.

He could only manage a forced smile.

That smile was awful, and tears were still on her face.

But he still nodded seriously.

Wang Quanjianxin also laughed.

"That's more like it."

Splash...

Dark purple light spots spread out from Ye Chen's chest.

Next came the shoulders, the neck, and finally the face that was still trying to smile.

A few breaths later, he was no longer by the bedside.

Wang Quanjian gazed at the scattered specks of light.

Only when the last glimmer of light disappeared into the void did she turn her gaze away and look at the tightly closed door.

"The children are all gone, aren't you coming in?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

The door was pushed open.

Ye Long walked in with a sullen face, holding a white jade medicine bottle in his hand.

He went straight to the table and slammed the medicine bottle down.

"Ninth-grade Breath Concealing Pill".

"I'll eat it later."

When Wang Quanjian saw him like this, he immediately frowned.

"Ah Long!"

"Who are you trying to fool with that sour face?"

"What's wrong?"

"Now that I'm dead, you're not treating my child like a human being anymore?"

Ye Long clenched his fists and did not answer.

He turned and walked towards the door.

He paused for a moment when he reached the threshold.

"If he continues to be as cowardly as he was just now."

Ye Long turned his head and his gaze fell on the baby in the golden cradle.

"He is indeed not suitable to sit in the position of the Dragon Kingdom's ruler."

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

Wang Quanjian stared at the doorway, remaining silent for a long time.

She turned to look at the baby in the cradle and raised her hand to press her temples.

"well……"

"So it turns out that half of the suffering Chen'er endured later was due to his own tattling."

"Ah Long's brain..."

"After hearing these words, it's no wonder they'll push their kids to the limit."

She didn't notice.

On the other side of the bed, there was still a nearly transparent figure standing.

Ye Chen did not leave.

But people of this era can no longer see him.

His body cast no shadow and no longer blocked the light.

Wang Quan Jianxin's gaze swept over him several times, but did not linger on him.

Ye Chen looked towards the doorway.

The expression on his face became increasingly complex.

He recalled the training he received after he turned six, the times Ye Long dragged him out of bed, and the phrase "not enough" that was always on his lips.

It turns out that Ye Long didn't decide to train him that way from the beginning.

It's because of today.

It was because of everything he had told his mother himself.

"I……"

Ye Chen raised his hand to cover his forehead.

Why is that?

"Was all the suffering I endured sown by my own actions?"

No one could answer him.

The lights in the delivery room gradually went out.

Wang Quanjianxin, the cradle, and everything around him were swallowed up by the surging darkness.

The projection went completely dark.

A moment later, the sound of wind and snow came from the depths of the scene.

"call--"

A fierce wind swept across the snow-covered plain, causing the accumulated snow to tumble and swirl everywhere.

The projector lit up again.

An endless snow-covered forest appeared before them.

The massive ancient trees were covered in white frost, their branches swaying violently in the wind, with snow occasionally falling in large clumps.

In the center of the snowy forest, hundreds of rotting polar bears formed several layers of encirclement.

Large patches of their fur fell off, revealing blackened flesh.

Dark red eyes were embedded in rotting eye sockets, staring intently at the two people surrounded in the center.

Thick saliva dripped continuously from between its fangs.

After falling into the snow, it immediately corroded into pits emitting black smoke.

In the center of the encirclement, Ye Long and Wang Quanjian stood back to back.

Ye Long gripped the knife with both hands, blood continuously spilling from the corners of his mouth.

His armor was mostly shattered, and several claw marks ran across his chest, the deepest of which almost revealed his ribs.

Wang Quanjianxin's situation is even worse.

She held a sword in one hand and clutched her abdomen with the other.

Blood kept seeping from between his fingers, staining the hem of his clothes red, and then dripping into the snow at his feet.

Black mist was also swirling around the wound.

With each bit of that black energy penetrating her body, her face grew paler.

Ye Long glanced at the rotting polar bears that were constantly approaching and lowered his voice.

"Kenshin" (Sword Heart).

"I'll forcefully activate the seventh level of the Blood Burning Secret Technique later."

"His cultivation should be able to temporarily reach the Celestial Realm."

"I'll hold off that demon leader, you take the opportunity to break out."

"No."

Wang Quanjian's grip on the sword tightened suddenly.

I will not abandon you.

"Royal Kenshin!"

Ye Long suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"Just listen to me this once!"

"If this drags on any longer, none of us will be able to leave!"

The rotting polar bear at the front had lost patience.

A polar bear raised its forelegs and slammed them hard onto the snow.

"Bang!"

The snow exploded.

The surrounding bears simultaneously took a step forward, their rotting paws sinking into the frozen ground, raising plumes of black mist.

The second step is to land.

The encirclement has shrunk by more than ten zhang.

The deep roars blended together, shaking the nearby treetops and causing snow to fall continuously.

Ye Long raised his long sword, the blade facing outwards.

Wang Quanjian also raised his sword.

The two backs were pressed tightly together.

No one backed down.

"There's no time."

Ye Long lowered his voice.

"I'll count to three, then you leave immediately."

Wang Quanjian clutched his abdomen, a hint of hesitation appearing on his face for the first time.

Beneath the wound, a faint breath of life was steadily fading away.

Those are their unborn children.

The fetus in her womb could no longer withstand the corrosive effects of the strange substance.

If they stay, not only will she and Ye Long die.

Even this child won't survive.

Wang Quanjian closed his eyes briefly.

When she opened her eyes again, the resistance in them had been suppressed.

"I'll listen to you."

"Don't die."

Ye Long grinned, revealing his teeth stained red with blood.

"Ready!"

He roared and plunged the knife into the snow with both hands.

The blood in his body instantly boiled.

"Blood-Burning Secret Technique!"

"The seventh floor!"