Feng Xinglan smacked his fingertips, the cup slipped down silently, he put it right casually, and said coldly: "Believe you? Hehe, you...... Unless you can bring back to life all those who died because of you...... Can you? “

Jun Crimson: "......"

She can't, she doesn't have the skills.

He got up and looked at her condescendingly, and his voice became more and more cold: "You keep saying that you want this palace to believe you, so do you remember what happened to the people who believed in you at the beginning?" The black and white priest has always believed in you, she has even always liked you and worshiped you, she did it herself for you and my marriage, everything in the wedding hall was arranged by her own hands, and she even arranged the children's house with all her hands......"

"When there are many people in the Chinese New Year's Eve Clan who don't believe you, she is the one who tries her best to pack the ticket, saying that she can trust you and will never bring disaster to the Night Clan...... The result? Jun Scarlet, you ended her life with the phoenix soft sword with your own hands! Kill her by surprise! Do you remember the ring that Hongu gave you? That ring is condensed with my heart's blood, wearing it in your hand not only can't take it off, but it can also fix your soul, even if you cultivate the Yuan Infant and leave the soul, it will also guard your body, any lonely soul and wild ghosts don't say occupy to impersonate you, even if they want to get close, it is impossible! ”

He took a deep breath: "Even if there is an extremely powerful soul to snatch it, this ring will warn me who is in retreat to sense it instantly." But no—"

He closed his eyes slightly: "Jun Crimson, don't think that I was in retreat at that time, and I didn't see with my own eyes that people from your inner and outer immortal cultivation clan came to invade, so I bit it to death and didn't admit it." It's useless! You probably don't know, there is another feature of the ring, as long as you take it, I will take a drop of painstaking practice, you can completely restore all your tracks and images......"

"So Hongu saw with his own eyes what you did! You say that a lonely ghost has impersonated you, so could it still inherit all your memories? Your words and deeds are no different from usual, otherwise the other NightClan soldiers would not have been deceived by you......"

Jun Crimson's face was pale, looking at him who finally opened his mouth to talk about the events of the day, he wanted to defend but found that all the justifications were so pale and powerless in front of the 'facts'......

Feng Xinglan's inky dark eyes seemed to have hidden waves: "Do you know how many Night Clan people died tragically in that disaster?" One hundred thirty-three thousand nine hundred and twenty-eight! Do you know how long some of them have been with me? Do you know how many people have broken out of countless blood fires with me? Nineteen thousand three hundred and thirty-five! “

"They are my brothers in life and death, and they are my loyal subordinates! When I fought the world, I was seriously injured several times, and they desperately saved me! The world of the Night Clan is not easy to come by, and it was filled in with the lives of countless Night Clan soldiers, but because of the original belief in you in this palace, all this was ruined! How can you make this palace believe in you again? “

Jun's crimson eyes showed a sad color, and she pursed her lips and couldn't say anything else.

She didn't know how many people the Night Clan had lost, and now she knew it was so bad......

Feng Xinglan glanced at her, and her voice became cold: "Jun Crimson, some things can't be passed with a few words of light justification, so you don't have to rack your brains to think of any new words and quibbles!" This is the end of the topic of this matter, and Hongu does not want to mention it again. This palace will not believe you anymore, not a word! ”

……

hereunto

(End of chapter)