The sound of messy footsteps and noisy talking kept coming, and a group of people were stumbling upstairs. It should be the spiritual power released by Tong Cheng that alarmed the ordinary people who were eating downstairs, and they came up to see what was going on.

A smug sneer crossed Jinhuang's eyes, and he caught a glimpse of Jiang Xinyue moving forward, her lips slightly open, and her expression was sad, as if she was about to speak. She had seen this old trick Jinhuang in the first two lives, and she couldn't even guess what she would say, and she questioned them in a pitiful voice, why did she do this to her? Did she do something wrong?

The previous two lives had already suffered so many dark losses, how could Jinhuang give her such a chance in this life?

She was the first to speak before her: "Sister Yue, you have a lot of adults, don't blame Ah Xiang." Ah Xiang, she is just straightforward and fast-talking, and has no other meaning. It's all my fault that I didn't make it clear to her, and let her continue to misunderstand Sister Yue!" Before she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Xinyue's expression flashing a trace of panic, knowing that she also heard footsteps, and a trace of triumphant sneer crossed her eyes.

"Sister Yue, are you willing to forgive Xiao Jin?" As she spoke, a pair of big pupils looked at Jiang Xinyue fixedly through the floating blue-purple barrier array, her eyes sincere and innocent.

Jiang Xinyue's pink fist hidden under her sleeve kept trembling, how could she not hear the meaning of these words.

Jinhuang's words clearly mean that she is taking all the fault on herself, but the implication is that she is the one with a vicious mind! What's more, if she says a word of blame, then she is "not generous enough"!

She hated it in her heart, and she desperately pinched her palms with her fingernails to suppress the anger that overturned the river and the sea.

She took a breath, a shallow smile bloomed on her relaxed and stiff face, and she shook her head and said, "How can I blame you, Xiaojin? Although we are not sisters, we are better than sisters. I always knew you meant it to me......"

Seeing that Jiang Xinyue seemed to want to say more, Jinhuang hurriedly interrupted her, with a look of relief and ecstasy. "I know that Sister Yue, you have a lot of adults, and you don't care. With that, his gaze turned to Tong Cheng, and that gaze was reminding him to withdraw his spiritual power.

Tong Cheng's eyebrows frowned slightly. His face was still cold, and he didn't let go at all. As you can probably guess from the slightly clenched mandible, he is probably cursing them through gritted teeth in his heart at this time.

He turned his head sideways to glance at Jiang Xinyue, obviously looking into her eyes.

A trace of disdain flashed quickly in Jiang Xinyue's eyes, and she secretly scolded "idiot" in her heart. Then the weak and aggrieved gaze seemed to unintentionally squirrel across the various ordinary people who were crowded outside the private room, cautiously and scrambling to see the excitement. In the end, Tong Cheng was handed a pretending strong and seemingly aggrieved look, "Senior Brother Tong, I'm fine." Xiaojin, they are also unintentional......"

The face of a person who cultivates the truth will continue to be outstanding as he is promoted again and again. Even if Jiang Xinyue's original appearance can be regarded as Qingli at most, her cultivation in the past five years has almost stagnated, but she has been constantly retouching in the past five years, deliberately pretending to be sick than Xizi, and now she is more eye-catching than many female cultivators.

And she deliberately put on an aggrieved and innocent expression at this moment, which instantly affected the hearts of many men present. There was pity in his eyes. Listening to her last words, many twists and turns spontaneously came to mind. I wondered if the immortal had suffered some grievances? Is someone bullying the immortal? His gaze subconsciously turned to the side of Jinhuang.

Sensing the many questioning and unkind gazes, Jinhuang's heart suddenly turned cold. In the first two lives, it was this kind of familiar gaze, just because of Jiang Xinyue's sad expression and a few pretended weak words, but she fell into this kind of gaze with doubts and condemnation every time.

Obviously she is the innocent one!

Jin Huang's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, Jiang Xinyue came to put her in the end!

Immediately, a painful and sad look quickly appeared on her face, and she looked at Jiang Xinyue, "Sister Yue." You're still blaming me, aren't you?", as if he had made a major decision, he said solemnly: "Well, since Sister Yue still refuses to forgive." Then what do you want, it's up to me to take it instead of Ah Xiang!" With that, with a wave of his right hand, the talisman floating in mid-air instantly retracted between his fingers, and the blue-purple barrier standing in the center disappeared.

"Ah Jin!" behind her, Wen Lanxiangyun shouted anxiously.

Wen Zhu's brows furrowed. Condensed into a "Sichuan" character. Ah Jin is a fool, has he been reminded again and again by her?

Jinhuang looked back at the three of them and smiled comfortingly, "I'll be fine." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Jiang Xinyue with guilt on his face, "Sister Yue, I know that you are still worried about the incident in Qinglong Gorge five years ago. I don't blame you......"

While speaking, she observed Jiang Xinyue's face with her spare eyes, and saw a trace of hatred quickly passing across her face, her eyes became more and more cold, but her face was still regretful: "Over the years, I still often think of Sister Fang Ling's death, and I am annoyed that I couldn't save her at that time...... Sister Yue, you're right to hold grudges......"

Since the word "Fang Ling" spit out of Jinhuang's mouth, Jiang Xinyue's mind has irrepressibly emerged of the tragic situation when Fang Ling died, her body and bones shivered violently, and her expression, which had not had the slightest flaw before, instantly collapsed, and the obvious fear and fear crawled all over her white porcelain-like face.

A living person was instantly torn apart by the sharp hook claws of the owl in front of her, and the blood mist fluttered in the air and fell sprinklingly. She could clearly feel the fine sandy blood mist, the delicate and warm touch that fell on her face, and the pungent and disgusting smell of blood filled the entire nasal cavity, as if she could not get rid of it.

Suddenly, an eyeball suddenly rolled to her feet, staring straight at her with widening pupils, filled with bitter resentment and resentment that wanted to tear her apart.

This scene has been haunting her like a nightmare for five years, making her unable to live in peace. If it weren't for the soothing incense that Zuo Qi had prepared for her, I'm afraid she would have been tortured to the point where she looked like an old woman.

"Xinyue?" Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Ahhh

She was crazy, her arms flailing wildly in mid-air. Next to her, Tong Cheng anxiously shouted her name again and again, regardless of being beaten, he wanted to grab her arm several times to restrain her. But Jiang Xinyue's strength was extremely great, and every time she waved him away, the whole person seemed to have fallen into a demonic barrier, and she couldn't listen to anything. (To be continued.) )