"Second brother!" Xia Jiumei's magic power flowed around her, and ordinary guards didn't dare to touch her at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girl's eyes were full of Xia Wenye's cold face, dead and cold.

Contacting Xia Yongqing's previous affairs, the ninth sister had already guessed that it was Jun Ci who killed Xia Wenye and replaced the corpse, she was furious and turned to Jun Ci: "How can you do it, he is you-"

"Presumptuous, dare to be rude to the goddess!" How could Xia Yongqing give Xia Jiumei a chance, slapped the girl on the back with a palm, and Jiumei stumbled out, already angry, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Ci turned sideways lightly, avoiding the ninth sister with a little disgust, and her bright eyes were full of mockery.

Xia Wenshu, you are destined to be a loser.

The goddess can't be a goddess, the carving girl can't do well, and now you don't even have a chance to do it with a concubine Xia Sui.

The ninth sister stubbornly turned her head to look at Jun Ci on the side, trying her best to calm down the chaotic and boiling magic power in her body, clenched her fists with hatred, and her mind turned sharply, trying to find a breakthrough.

Unfortunately, there is no clue.

Xia Yongqing walked slowly, his eyes flashing with inexplicable excitement, and even his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.

A restless goddess, it seems, he is about to harvest sooner.

Xia Jiumei's sharp teeth were taught by him as early as the day of the court sacrifice.

So when he heard that Jun Ci sent Xia Wenye's corpse before, he pretended to be nervous, and the ninth sister saw him relax her vigilance like this, not to mention that in order to win the trust of others and get the opportunity to conduct an autopsy, she could only put down her cruel words.

In this way, even if the ninth sister can speak well, she will not be able to overturn the oath she just made, and she can only let others eat her.

Xia Yongqing pinched his fingers, and the action was exactly the same as holding the carving knife.

Xia Jiumei swept the afterglow and took half a step back in shock.

"If you can't avenge me, you will end up with the same fate as me......" The curse when Xia Wenshu's remnant soul dissipated sounded in her ears, and the ninth sister was shocked to find that she had embarked on a fate with Xia Wenshu.

That's right, even if she tosses like this, she has always been the material for nourishing jade carving in the eyes of Master Xia.

A moment of panic flashed in the girl's eyes, and she tripped over the corner of her skirt and fell backwards.

"Ninth Sister!" Zhao Yu pushed aside the crowd and rushed straight over, just catching the girl.

The girl was surrounded by a warm embrace, and looked at the man with a pair of bright eyes: "Zhao Yu? ”

"It's me." The man was cold, and he felt the stubborn fear of the girl, and his eyes were full of remorse, he was late.

The ninth sister subconsciously took his hand and wanted to speak, but Zhao Yu pressed her lips: "Give it to me." ”

The girl is a little confused.

She obviously asked Xia Wenye to find Zhao Yu, but now that Xia Wenye is dead, Zhao Yu has successfully mixed in, what the hell is going on?

Zhao Yu's hand was still on her shoulder, his concerned eyes revealed everything, and he said coldly: "It's not enough for Master Xia to degrade his wife as a concubine, and now he wants to kill his own daughter?" ”

Xia Yongqing was cold: "My Xia family's affairs, when will it be your turn to intervene as a junior of a foreign race." ”

Zhao Yu made a look, the seven knives nodded, his fingers bent, and he snapped his fingers crisply.

The voice was invisible, but it seemed to echo throughout the lobby, spreading far, far away.

"Zhao Yu, what kind of fame are you doing!" Master Xia felt a little bad, but he looked around but there was nothing unusual.

But in the next second, he saw a frightened look on people's faces.

He was facing the crowd with his back to the coffin, and at this moment he seemed to notice something, and when he turned his head, he saw that something seemed to have changed in the calm coffin.

It was a hand, and it was on the edge of the coffin.

"Ahh Someone reacted and screamed, and the entire back hall took a few steps back before they could barely stand still.

Soon, another hand stretched out along the coffin, and the person inside held it up this time and slowly sat up.

Xia Wenye coughed twice, obviously just gasping for breath.

"Live...... Alive, resurrected! I don't know which one shouted first, and the news suddenly exploded in the crowd.

How is this possible? Even Min Ning, who had been silent, was greatly surprised, but Xia Wenye really sat up from the coffin!

"Second brother?" The ninth sister exclaimed, ran over, and saw Xia Wenye's face coughing twice with difficulty, his face flushed, but he was obviously still alive: "Second brother, how are you?" ”

"Shu'er? Where am I? Xia Wenye's mind sank, and his whole body seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and he was covered in sweat.

Xia Jiumei couldn't explain clearly, Zhao Yu had already raised her chin, and seven knives trotted over to help Xia Wenye out of the coffin for Jiumei, and also gave a wine gourd intimately: "Take a sip, you can sober up a lot." ”

Xia Wenye was skeptical, but his mind was indeed chaotic, and many pictures were incoherent, seeing that the ninth sister nodded, took the wine gourd and drank it.

With Jiu Mei and others approaching, Xia Wenye also showed a sickly flushed face, and drank wine, people's fearful minds were put away, believing that Xia Wenye had really come back to life.

But there was another person in the field with a very bad face, and even the shark veil mask couldn't hide the shock in her eyes.

How is this possible?

When she took advantage of Qi Jiu to inquire about the news, she personally attacked Xia Wenye from behind, and severely injured him with one palm before handing it over to the Wang family who were wandering near the ancestral temple.

Although Xia Wenye wants to keep his body free of external injuries, it is impossible for the Wang family to let him lie in the coffin alive, isn't this a self-defeating mouth?

So what went wrong, could it be that the Xia family still has any practice of fake death.

What a bunch of rubbish!

Jun Ci hated itchy, and his eyes when he looked at Zhao Yu and the others suddenly changed a little.

said that this great change had nothing to do with Zhao Yu, and she would never believe it.

The spicy alcohol rolled through his throat, and Xia Wenye only felt that his stomach was turning upside down, as if there was a living creature fluttering and jumping, and finally melted into the spicy wine.

"Someone attacked me outside the ancestral temple!" Xia Wenye came back to his senses, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he could even hear the echo in the lobby of the apse.

The second master of the Xia family admitted it himself, someone attacked him, and someone was really chasing him!

Contacting the words that Xia Jiumei said conclusively before, the expressions of the crowd were really subtle, and the gaze that looked at Xia Yongqing was also indifferent for a moment.

That's right, it's apathy.

Before, Xia Yongqing swore that he would ask everyone to testify for him, and he was sure that Xia Wenye was dead, and the cause of death was that he fell off a cliff during a private slave riot. But now in front of the elders of the Xia family and the people of Junshan, Xia Wenye miraculously came back to life, and when he opened his mouth, someone attacked him, which is worth playing.

Xia Yongqing also had a moment of panic, if it weren't for the indissoluble knot between Jun Ci and the ninth sister occupying the magpie's nest, he really had to suspect that this was Jun Ci's design for him.

"Wen Ye, you're awake!" Master Xia stared, although there was surprise and indifference in his pupils, his expression was full of happy: "You are in a hurry to die as a father, who attacked you, say it, your father will call the shots for you!" ”

Xia Wenye looked at his father, and his eyes suddenly burned with pain.

For a while, it was not even certain that the one who exiled the ninth sister and sent people to hunt him down all the way to death was really this loving father who had always loved and cared for their brothers and sisters.