The news of Xi Muxian's death, Jin Shusheng had not told anyone since the day he knew about it, he was afraid that once the news was announced, it would cause even greater chaos within the Immortal Clan, and even his own position would be even more unsafe. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Now in order to hit the few people in front of him, he revealed the secret at once, but he was relieved, and his heart was much lighter than in the past.

He wiped it under the blindfold, apparently wiping his tears, and then continued Qingqiu Wuwu's question just now, and asked rhetorically: "Brother Qingqiu asked, why didn't I give her to drink immortal water after I ended my trial of her and before escorting her to the Torture Mountain?"

Qingqiu was speechless and could only cover his face with his hands and nodded, while Ling Xuanluo stood unsteadily, leaning softly against the tree, and when he heard him mention the Penglai trial, he reluctantly raised his head and asked: "Don't give your aunt to drink immortal water, isn't it because you want her to die soon?" His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't even tell who he was.

Jin Shusheng was furious and roared: "Ling Xuanluo, what are you talking about? Why don't you think about it, in order to avoid exposing her adultery with the demon king, in order to help her escape the punishment of the fairy law, I did not hesitate to destroy my eyes, and even my ears were almost destroyed, let me ask you, who of you can do it? If the dead water can save her, do you think I will not save her?"

The bad news of Xi Mutong's death made Qingqiu worry-free and desperate, the paper fan in his hand fell, and he didn't bend down to pick it up, but echoed like a dream: "Yes, why don't you save ......"

Jin Shusheng beat his chest and cried: "Evil, she herself has been on the Penglai Palace, begging me in ventriloquist to plead with me, don't save her, let her be free." After I thought about it, how could ordinary people bear the punishment of being separated from the mountain? Moreover, she had already suffered once, so how could I bear to let her go back to 500 years ago? Perhaps the only way for her to be liberated was to leave this world and go to the next life. With that in mind, I figured it out and complied with her request. Do you think she died because of me? No, it was all because of herself! It was she who wanted to die!"

The roar of the Jinshu Saint, Ling Xuanluo could no longer hear it. In his mind, the situation when Xi Mutong appeared at the Tongxian Ceremony that day, as well as the determination she showed at that time, blindly seeking death, plus the news of the impending death that he learned from the four spirits, how could he not believe the words of Jinshu Sheng?

His heart shattered into powder in an instant, and his brain fell into an endless nightmare, and suddenly he couldn't think.

After these people learned of Xi Mutong's death, the reactions they showed were all the effects he wanted from the Jinshu Sage, but he couldn't do it as before, and after the conspiracy succeeded, he hid and snickered alone.

The woods were silent, as if these people had gone away in an instant, and he endured it for a long time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a terrible laugh, and after laughing, he howled and wept bitterly, until he fell to the ground, and his hands were dead in the dirt, and ten fingertips were grinding out blood.

He howls so sadly, who else can say that he is bluffing people with false feelings?

In the dense forest, although there are many people, no one has stopped him, and no one has comforted him, he doesn't need it, he just wants to use Xi Mutong's death to completely vent the depression that has been suppressed in his heart for so long.

After venting, he shrugged his shoulders and sobbed: "Ghost Alliance Master, I have decided to return the mountain to you, as for whether to let Tong'er down, you can do it yourself." In short, as long as the coffin is opened, she will turn into smoke and dust. Therefore, if you want to keep her true body alive and be able to see her all the time, I suggest that you keep the Fragmented Mountain in its original form. ”

With that, he stood up and groped his sleeves away. (To be continued.) )