With a flick of his wrist, Chen Zhao's cold eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Asura Emperor, accept your fate."

"Damn boy!"

The Asura Emperor was furious and was about to subdue Shen Zhao at all costs.

Suddenly, a sinister light flashed across his chest, and in the blink of an eye, his body turned into dust and light, disappearing into the world.

But before he disappeared, the spinning Po Jun still sliced ​​him in half at the waist, and dark green blood splattered all over the ground.

"Ha, a substitute puppet? You're lucky you ran fast."

Thinking of this, Shen Zhao put away the Po Jun and the Wind and Thunder Shield.

He turned and walked towards Su Yunying.

“Chen Lang”.

Su Yunying called out softly and threw herself into Shen Zhao's arms without hesitation.

"Yun Ying, it's alright now."

After gently comforting her, Shen Zhao suddenly asked, "Didn't I tell you to stay at the Seven-Colored Saintly Monarch Rock and not go anywhere? Why did you come here out of the blue?"

Su Yunying laughed and said, "Chen Lang, the Seven-Colored Saint Monarch Rock is in complete chaos. If you don't go back soon, I won't be able to control the situation."

"What happened?"

Shen Zhao was puzzled, but judging from Su Yunying's expression, it probably wasn't anything serious.

Su Yunying smiled and said, "Isn't this all the trouble you caused with your romantic entanglements? Sister Mu, Sister Song, and Sister Luo have all come to the Seven-Colored Saintly Monarch Rock."

Especially Sister Luo, I don't know if she's having a relapse, she insists on seeing you in person and talking to you about some things.

She said she'd hang herself at the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock if she couldn't see you. Sigh, is the dignified Empress of the Dao Domain really this childish?

"Luo Pianhong?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhao immediately realized that this person was most likely coming to explain to him because of Ye Aojun's matter.

Shen Zhao had only one word to describe this woman.

stupid.

There are no other words to describe it.

"There's one more thing I need to tell you..."

Su Yunying blushed.

"What's up, Yunying?"

"You're going to be a father."

"ah?"

Shen Zhao's mind went blank for a moment.

After a long pause, he finally reacted: "Yun Ying, you mean, you..."

"Um."

Su Yunying covered her lower abdomen and responded softly.

"Hahaha, that's great, Yunying!"

Shen Zhao swept Su Yunying up in his arms and started spinning her around.

"I'm going to be a father... Hahaha..."

Having transmigrated to this world and lived ten lifetimes, Shen Zhao experienced for the first time the excitement and wonder of becoming a father.

"Shen Lang, slow down..."

"Oh, yes, yes..."

Shen Zhao then carefully put Su Yunying down from his arms.

Then he leaned down and brought his cheek close to Su Yunying's lower abdomen.

"What have you heard in less than two months?"

"Of course my child can hear it," Shen Zhao said, grinning like a fool.

Su Yunying smiled faintly, unable to suppress her laughter at Shen Zhao's behavior.

Faced with such a display of affection, Cihai could no longer tolerate it: "You two, can you please consider the feelings of the candlestick? I really can't stand it anymore!"

Shen Zhao then realized that there were two emperors acting as third wheels beside him, and he became a little more reserved.