The blood-stained knife in Qi Ye's hand pointed at Ye Wushang's eyebrows.

Ye Wushang did not turn his head, but the knife suddenly appeared in his hand and opened his knife.

The two men with similar figures and both dressed in black were fighting in the ice palace.

The sharp tip of the knife made deep marks on the ice, making a harsh slimmer sound, and the ice sculptures on the head fell in a string. The quiet undersea ice palace was like a huge looting.

Qi Ye's knife stabbed Ye Wushang's heart fiercely. Ye Wushang was standing in front of him, and two cold sharp blades hit and sparks flew everywhere.

Qi Ye's eyes were colder than a knife, staring at Ye Wushang's face, his starry eyes were full of resentment.

Ye Wushang sneered: "Kill me? You are too young!"

He pulled the knife and Qi Ye's knife flew out, so he was so desperate that he just inserted it into the ice wall above the ice coffin.

With a "click", the ice surface was cut and countless ice cubes hit Qi Xue in the ice coffin.

Qi Ye and Ye Wushang's eyes changed instantly, separated instantly, and rushed towards that side quickly.

Ye Wushang arrived one step earlier than Qi Ye. He had no time to move the ice coffin, but just used his body to block the broken ice.

A pile of ice stones fell down, blocking Qi Ye's road. When everything returned to peace, when he went to see, there was no one in the ice coffin.

Ye Wushang is gone.

Qi Ye's eyes were cold, he raised his hand and pulled out the knife, turned around and walked outward.

When I walked out of the Ice Palace, I happened to encounter the first ray of sunshine in the morning, and the warm sunshine dispelled the haze.

Qi Ye stood on the glacier, looking at the direction of sunrise, and a smile flashed across the corner of his lips.

His little wife must have missed him.

...

Ye Weilan lay on the sofa, holding her knees to look at the sky. Qi Ye rarely left her and went out alone. After getting married, this situation is very rare.

well……

Miss my husband very much...

Xiaoxue came over with a bowl of rib soup: "Mommy, give it to my sister..."

Ye Weilan held the bowl and blinked: "Why give it to my sister, not my mother?"

Xiaoxue blinked her little round eyes: "My sister is in her mother's belly. If her sister drinks it, it means that her mother drinks it..."

Ye Weilan blinked his eyes and slapped his forehead; "Sorry, baby, mommy forgot."

Xiaoxue climbed onto the sofa: "Mommy misses Daddy again, when will Daddy be back?"

Ye Weilan drank pork rib soup: "Dadi should be back today."

Xiaoxue lay on her back on the sofa, looking at the blue sky, imagining the white clouds as marshmallows, soft and tender little red lips, turning on chatter mode.

"I miss my brother very much..."

"Brother, for Mao, call Xiaoxue and mommy..."

"When will my brother go home?"

"Where are brothers and uncle shadows now..."

Ye Weilan listened to her little daughter's muttering, and a trace of pain flashed through her eyes.

...

The afternoon sun shines in from outside the window and falls on the man's long golden hair, reflecting dazzling light.

The office door was pushed open, and a small figure stumbled in, like a little monkey, and threw herself into Ning Yuan's arms: "Dad..."

Ning Yuan picked up his daughter and put it on his lap: "Have you got into trouble again?"

Little Lemon frowned.

Ning Yuan touched her hair.

Tang Xiaochi roared downstairs: "Ning Fanqi, come out for me!"

Then there was the sound of climbing up the stairs.

Ning Yuan looked at Little Lemon.

Little Lemon bit his little finger, looked at Ning Yuan with big eyes, and tried his best to put his expression innocent.
Chapter completed!