Xiao Yan opened her mouth to look at the window, and was once again frightened and speechless.

"You didn't say anything, but you agreed?"

"This princess hasn't lived enough, this princess doesn't want to go down to accompany you, your short life is your bad life, what qualifications do you have to blame this princess!"

Xiao Yan was completely frightened, "If you weren't nosy, if you hadn't been protecting Nanfeng Spirit all day long, I wouldn't have done anything to you, this is all your own doing!" You brought it all on yourself! ”

By the end of the words, Xiao Yan had gradually cried.

She probably regretted it, she really didn't want to treat Xiao Qing like this.

Ben just wanted to scare, but he didn't expect to scare such an amazing truth.

Nan Fengling didn't know what mood to use to accept this fact.

She was silent for a long time, but Mu Yue pushed her before she came back to her senses and continued to say inside: "Don't make excuses for your meanness, you just comfort yourself that you haven't done anything wrong." Killing is a matter of life, you know? ”

Nanfeng Ling spread his long hair, dirty his face from the dirt underground, took off his night clothes, and appeared by the window, wearing only the white obscene clothes.

The faint blue light reflected her face, which directly scared Xiao Yan into fainting.

Seeing Xiao Yan close her eyes and fall to the ground, Nan Fengling lifted her hair and said to Mu Yue expressionlessly, "Let's go." ”

"What is Ling'er going to do with Xiao Yan?"

"It's not over yet." The corners of Nan Fengling's mouth were slightly hooked, but the smile in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Mu Yue didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't dare to stay here longer.

In the early morning of the next day, Nan Fengling didn't tell Mu Yue and went to the imperial study alone.

She went to ask Xiao Cheng to ask the Taoist priest to do the law, to ask God to bless her, and to ask for this disaster to end quickly.

How did she become so superstitious now? Probably forced by these people.

Maybe Xiao Cheng wanted to do this a long time ago, but he just sent someone to push this step.

The day after tomorrow is set at the altar outside the palace in the south of the city.

As a holy woman, Nanfeng Ling assists the mage on the side when she does the law.

It's not that Xiao Cheng forced her, it was she who petitioned automatically.

"Why did you agree to Xiao Cheng to be the so-called saint?"

After Mu Yue learned the news, she came to Jinmoju as soon as possible.

Nanfeng Lingqi calmly took a sip of tea, "I volunteered." ”

"Why?"

"I'll find out soon."

"I'm grateful to you for being nervous, but I hope you don't do anything stupid."

"I won't do anything stupid, I'll seek justice for Qing'er."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

If this practice can stop the rain, Nanfeng Ling will no longer be a demon, but a saint of the entire Huanyue Kingdom.

On the day of the practice, the anger was gloomy, and Xiao Cheng had already ordered someone to arrange all the sacrifices.

Today, Nanfeng Ling is still dressed in white, standing beside the mage, the corners of her skirt are flying, and she is beautiful and dusty, like a fairy in the mortal world.

There was also a white flag on the altar, on which nothing was written.

The flag is flying in the wind.

Under the altar is the entire people of Yong'an, including Concubine Yuan and Xiao Yan.

They were standing next to Xiao Cheng, and Xiao Zhan was not in Zheng

Nan Fengling's eyes searched the crowd, but he still couldn't find Xiao Zhan.

In a moment of her distraction, the mage had finished his practice.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or luck, but a few quarters of an hour after the last step of the mage, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, revealing the sun that had not been seen for a long time.

In fact, this is not a coincidence, as early as when he asked Xiao Cheng to invite the mage, Nan Fengling went to see the elephant.

This is all thanks to Song A's help.

Nanfeng Spirit came back to his senses from the noise below.

She looked at the people who had looked at her like a demon and knelt down to the ground like a god.

This is the perfect time to take the next step.

Nan Fengling suddenly raised his crying voice, looked at Ji and shouted, "God bless, if there is a spirit, please give me a hint, so that we can catch the murderer who hurt Xiao Qing." ”

Xiao Cheng didn't know that there was such a step, and couldn't help frowning, but he didn't order someone to take Nanfeng Ling off the altar.

He wanted to see what Nanfeng Ling wanted to do.

After the prison has been dumped, the west wind will rise today.

When the south wind spirit knelt on the ground, a west wind blew.

The people below were especially shocked, and they believed in Nanfeng Ling's identity as a saint.

At last, she glanced at the mage beside her.

The mage understood, and inadvertently dipped his hand in the water from the copper plate on the altar, and then sprinkled a few drops on the flag.

The flag was stained with those clear water, and it didn't react for a while.

"If you want to tell us who the murderer is, show the murderer's name on that flag."

When Nan Fengling shouted, Xiao Yan didn't care about it until the noise behind her became louder and louder.

When Xiao Yan looked up, she saw her name on the flag.

Because of the thief's weak heart and the psychological burden of these days.

Xiao Yan stepped back again and again, pointing to the flag and shouting, "This can't be, this can't be true!" This must be slander, don't be deceived by this slut, she is cheating. ”

"This is the result of everyone witnessing together, is it still false? If Princess Qingyun hadn't hurt Xiao Qing, why would she react so much. You are tyrannical in the palace, everyone knows it. If you really hurt Xiao Qing, even if she didn't come to identify you today, you wouldn't be able to escape the evidence of clues in the future. Escaped for a while! Can't hide for a lifetime! Aren't you afraid that Xiao Qing will see you in her dreams every day and every night? Nanfeng Ling broke down her inner defense line little by little.

"No!" Xiao Yan squatted on the ground with her head in her hands.

Su Yao wanted to step forward to help her, but she threw her to the ground.

In the end, she pointed at Nanfeng Ling and shouted desperately, "She died because of you, if she hadn't always protected you, I wouldn't have hurt her." ”

Xiao Yan laughed maniacally, as if she was completely stunned, "Do you know what she did with me before she fell unconscious?" She told me not to make a fuss. With you, how can I not make trouble. ”

"You're finally admitting?"

"Xiao Qing lost her life because of you."

"She's not dead, I'll fool you."

"What are you?"

"She's not dead."

"You're fooling me?"

"I'm just fooling you, what can you do?"

"Nanfeng Spirit!"

"You deserve it."

"Nanfeng Ling, you die!" Xiao Yan shouted, and there was a loud bang on the altar.

Deafening.

All of a sudden, all I could hear was gunpowder.

The sand and stones on the platform fell, and the people on the altar were gone.

A month later.

Xiao Qing sat on the edge of the couch, gently held Nan Fengling's hand, and wiped it for her over and over again with the warm cotton cloth in her hand.

At the sacrifice a month ago, Xiao Yan sold the apprentice of the mage and put explosives on the altar.

If it weren't for Xiao Zhan to protect the South Wind Spirit, I am afraid that she would have returned to the West.

The huge impact of the explosion tore the mask on Xiao Zhan's face, and no one knew how complicated Nanfeng Ling was at that time.

Nanfeng Ling has been in a coma for a month and has not woken up.

The doctor has suffered a blow to the back of her head, and she may not wake up for the rest of her life.

However, she was able to pick up a life, which was really a favor from above, because the mages and apprentices who were with her all died in the curtain field.

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