All people will not suspect him.

It was Jiang Hanxiu who bore the infamy, not him Jiang Wuxin.

The purpose of all this is to make Jiang Hanxiu die a good death.

And approaching Feng Yueli, she is not just the fuse in his chess game.

This woman had no great influence on him.

He wanted Feng Yueli to understand the darkness of this world.

Maybe she understood, and she wouldn't have hurt herself so much.

But he didn't know that Feng Yueli understood these things better than him.

Feng Yueli, who was standing in front of him, said this, nodded slightly, and there was a sad look lingering in her eyes: "My mother...... I haven't seen her since I was a child, even if I saw her later, she also left in front of me, I haven't had time to say a word to her yet, you don't need to be so sad, these things are in the past, you are now the head of the Jiang family, so you don't have to think about the past. ”

It's useless to think too much.

There are many things that cannot be prevented artificially.

Although she has always felt that my life is up to me.

But she can't control the life and death of the people around her.

Jiang Wuxin lowered his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes had all been hidden.

He looked up and saw that it was getting dark.

But the moon was gradually dyed with blood.

Feng Yueli looked slightly stunned, this is the blood moon?

Jiang Wuxin is a cultivator, so naturally he can't see the blood moon.

Otherwise, his whole body will be very painful.

Feng Yueli looked at Jiang Wuxin, his sword eyebrows frowning slightly.

She immediately wanted to turn around and tell the subordinates in Jiang's mansion.

Jiang Wuxin grabbed her wrist, grabbing Feng Yueli painfully, and her eyebrows and eyes were pleading: "Don't tell them, otherwise...... I can't be the head of the house. ”

His voice was low, as if he was going to fall in the next second.

The requirements for inheriting the head of the Jiang family have always been very high.

It is necessary to practice occult arts, and the martial level must be extremely high.

Jiang Wuxin practiced evil arts, and on weekdays, he often concealed his aura and the method of exercising.

Therefore, no one can know that he practiced sorcery.

If, Feng Yueli went out now and called those Jiang family's subordinates to come over.

It is estimated that Jiang Wuxin, the position of the head of the family, will not be able to sit steadily.

This Jiang Wuxin is really not ordinary care.

Yueli frowned: "But if you fall outside, you can't just lie on the ground - I don't want to help you in, after all, men and women can't kiss."

The corner of Jiang Wuxin's mouth twitched: "......"

He couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

Feng Yueli stepped forward to look at it and patted Jiang Wuxin's face.

There was no response.

Alas, should she take Jiang Wuxin into the hall, or leave Jiang Wuxin outside this corridor.

She lifted her beautiful face and looked at the moon in the sky.

I still don't feel at ease in my heart.

This man is his enemy.

But he shouldn't have died at this time.

A chill flashed in Feng Yueli's eyes.

Yueli used the bracelet in her hand to exert spiritual power and moved Jiang Wuxin to the chair in the hall.

Jiang Wuxin sat on it, and the whole person had already fainted.

The bracelet in her hand kept lit, and Yueli was a little puzzled.

Then, a white wall of light flashed in front of him.

She frowned, "What is this?"

Yueli walked over curiously, but accidentally stepped on the air and walked into a waiter's hall.

The entire hall is white.

Yueli saw a child curled up on his knees and crying.