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The Lin family set fire with the intention of murdering the goddess, and Xia Sui also committed perjury for her, which is an accomplice, even if it is the fiancée of the Fu family's orphan, she will not escape death.

When the Lin clan heard Jun Ci's voice, he raised his head suddenly, and a pair of cloudy eyes erupted with anger.

She didn't die, why didn't she die!

Jun Ci looked at the Lin clan without the slightest fear, as if mocking: You are really good, it doesn't matter if you strangle your own daughter, you can still kill your adopted daughter now.

The eyebrows and eyes exposed by the shark yarn smiled, and Jun Ci was very satisfied with the gift given by the Lin family.

Lin's breathing became more and more urgent, and she wanted to rush over and catch Jun Ci, the woman who burned her daughter's body, but her eyes involuntarily fell on the other girl.

Her chaotic thoughts became noisy, and in her mind was a little girl's round face, calling her mother in a childish voice.

"I'm your own daughter." When she was slandered by someone's vicious words, the girl's stubborn and angry little face flashed, and gradually overlapped with the slender figure of the ninth sister, blurring Lin's eye sockets.

Bai Ting slowly approached, her eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and she seemed to smell the unique Changming fragrance in the temple of the goddess.

Lin glanced at the ninth sister, and suddenly burst out and pushed away the surrounding witches and ran around screaming.

"Mother!" The ninth sister exclaimed, everything happened too fast, and before she could react, she saw that the Lin family launched a madness, as if she was about to rush towards Jun Ci.

"Protect Your Highness!" Bai Ting suddenly jumped up and returned to Jun Ci's side, but the Lin clan suddenly turned around and plunged into the sea of fire.

"Mother!" The ninth sister screamed and wanted to step forward to stop her, but fortunately, Zhao Yu hugged her in time.

Jun Ci also kicked away the witches who were surrounding him and shouted angrily: "Stop her! ”

Who dares!

After all, the Lin family is the daughter of the Lin family, and her strength is estimated to be not far from the priest realm if she can sneak into the dormitory and set it on fire.

What's more, she rushed to the depths of the sea of fire, who would dare.

"Hahaha, Shu'er, my mother is here to accompany you, my mother is here to accompany you!" Lin laughed unbridled in the sea of fire, and the charred beam snapped over her head.

"No!" The ninth sister's eyes were torn apart, and all the dissatisfaction with the Lin family in her heart was eliminated, and the Lin family used her life to make up for the debt to her adopted daughter, and also freed herself.

A bunch of rubbish!

Jun Ci suppressed his anger because of his face, and asked calmly: "Bai Ting, have you smelled the Changming fragrance on Lin's body?" ”

Bai Ting looked at Jun Ci a little nervously: "It's too fast, subordinates ......"

The light in Jun Ci's eyes dimmed, and Bai Ting immediately changed his words: "The subordinates seem to smell a little." ”

Zhao Yu snorted coldly: "Is this the Lingding Palace, complicit?" High priest, you are old and upright, but you must administer justice. ”

The high priest's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be shrouded in a haze in the flickering light of the fire.

"Gentleman!" Ninth Sister Huo Di turned around, and her sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the white-clothed holy goddess in front of her: "You are evil like this, and you will never become a goddess!" ”

"Xia Sui, are you scared crazy?" Jun Ci sneered at her with a contemptuous smile: "I was originally a goddess, what is there to change." ”

Even though the Lin family jumped into the sea of fire and there was no proof that the arson was about to die, the ninth sister was suspicious, and Jun Ci could still forcibly deal with her.

It's just a little gossip, as long as Xia Jiumei dies, everything will be over.

Jun Ci paced in front of the ninth sister, his eyes reflected the firelight, and the murderous intent was hidden, which seemed a little infiltrating.

Zhao Yu protected the ninth sister behind him: "The goddess has no evidence, so she wants to detain the relatives of the officials?" ”

"Zhao Yu, if you want to inherit the title, it will take three or five months, and now she is not considered an official relative, but she can't help but say it." Jun Ci lowered his voice and sneered, and looked at the bottom of the ninth sister's eyes: "Do you want revenge, come and kill me, I'll stand here." ”

Zhao Yu grabbed the girl's hand, for fear that she would be excited and angry with Jun Ci to do it.

The ninth sister exhaled heavily, and her pupils flashed with mockery: "Fake, never know why the real thing is true." ”

"What do you mean?" Jun Ci whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Jun Ci was already complicated, and the success of the ninth sister's words made her suspicious and did not dare to act rashly.

Could it be that the real goddess really has a secret that no one knows?

Jun Ci began to feel uneasy, she remembered that the prophecy said that the goddess of Junshan could save the world, and Xia Wenshu was indeed suddenly extremely talented, could there be something in this that she didn't understand? No, she wants to be a goddess, a real goddess.

The ninth sister had already pulled Zhao Yu out of the range of Jun Ci's forced gaze, and the man caressed the girl's sideburns lovingly.

His sun can always accurately grasp the enemy's weakness, and with this suspicion, the king will have to refer to it for a while.

"Your Highness, Your Excellency!" A sorcerer guarding the door rushed in to report it, and it seemed that it was urgent.

Zhao Yu observed his words and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his back hand finally responded.

The ninth sister also looked at the raging fire with a sad expression.

She knew that the Lin family's last choice was actually to protect her, even if she failed to avenge her biological daughter, the Lin family didn't want to implicate her.

The girl's heart throbbed.

Although the Lin family has been not kind to her over the years, she has feelings for her after all, and she has written down this blood feud.

"What?" The high priest exclaimed in a low voice, unable to hide his astonishment.

The ninth sister made an oath in her heart, and only then did she turn around to meet Zhao Yu's distressed eyes.

"What's going on?" She glanced at the high priest and asked Zhao Yu, at this moment, she could only think of Zhao Yu for someone who could surprise the high priest like this.

"Don't worry, I said there is a backhand." Zhao Yu rubbed her hair and comforted.

It came late, but it was just in time.

"Zhao Yu, His Royal Highness the King of Guangling wants to see you." The high priest walked over and looked at Zhao Yu with a complicated expression, not knowing how he had unknowingly put on this line.

Zhao Yu smiled, took the hand of the ninth sister and walked through everyone, and deliberately stopped in front of Jun Ci.

"Your Highness the Goddess, now she is a relative of an official." Zhao Yu's jaw was slightly raised, his demeanor was unruly, and he was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

Originally, Zhao Yu had not inherited the title, so she could first take this handle and detain Xia Jiumei. But now the messenger of the Guangling Palace's palace came, indicating that he wanted to ask Zhao Yu to be the staff of the Guangling King, and also gave him the post of secretary and 600 stones, and now he is already an official.

What's more, King Guangling is the widow of Emperor Wai's eldest son, and he is also one of the people pardoned by the witch oracle back then, or the royal bloodline, these two people are connected together, and it is not something she can move casually.

At that time, the various policies of the mourning emperor were still deeply popular, and there was no shortage of people of insight to complain about it, so the king of Guangling was "blessed" and was held in the palm of his hand.

"Very good, Zhao Yu can have a good assistant to His Highness here." Jun Ci instructed pointedly, and also glanced at the ninth sister deliberately, obviously jealous of her previous words.

Zhao Yu didn't care, and pulled the ninth sister out of the Wuwang Palace.

"Ninth sister, it's okay if you're fine." Xia Wenye waited outside the door to relax at this moment, and looked back again, his face stiffened: "What about Mother?" ”

The ninth sister looked at Xia Wenye's dusty appearance, and her nose was sour: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect her well......"