Whose is this

"No...... No...... Say no more! Draw Yuqiong, you close the ...... for me Ahh

He Qingyu, whose flesh and blood were blurred, listened to the words that came out of Hua Yuqiong's mouth, and shouted in panic.

Can you draw where Yuqiong will care about her?

"Eighteen years of Yongqi, that is, this year. A few months ago, Zhai Yuxuan told me that he wanted the Heavenly Spirit Fruit so that he could break through to the peak of the Spirit Warrior and protect me. He Qingyu said, Tianling Fruit is in the depths of the Fengqi Mountain Range, so I will go. I naively thought that as long as I got the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, Zhai Yuxuan would be good to me. However, after He Qingyu pushed me off the cliff, the original painting Yuqiong died! Died together with that heart Yue Zhai Xuan's heart! ”

At this moment, Hua Yuqiong only felt that countless hatreds were pouring out of her heart, and she couldn't tell whether this was the hatred of the original body or her own hatred. It was as if she had witnessed all these things, as if she had borne all the wounds and pain in this body.

Whose resentment is this?

Is it hers?

Hua Yuqiong froze in place, and after a long time, she came to her senses, looked at the man who was crying out for grievances, and spoke again.

In the same year, Liu Zhusheng rebelled. For the sake of fame, fortune and money, he colluded with Zhai Yantian in private to lure his uncle out of the house with him, and with Zhai Yantian's right-hand man, He Lao, gave Uncle Qiqiao poison, putting his life in danger......"

Immediately after, Hua Yuqiong looked indifferently at the man who was fighting for them.

"Which of them do you think is more wronged?"

The man who spoke earlier lowered his head and said nothing.

Who would have thought that Hua Yuqiong could list some of these things.

Who would have thought that the four people on it looked more innocent than the other, but under the testimony of Hua Yuqiong and the facts they knew, they became so innocent in a trance.

For a while, everyone was silent again.

Feeling that the Qiankun bag on his waist was slightly hot, Hua Yuqiong took out the sound transmission jade card, injected spiritual power, and Yan Xi's voice came out.

"Lord, Zhai Yantian led 50,000 soldiers and rushed to the Zhenguo Mansion, and his subordinates guessed that he wanted to besiege you. He had already had the intention of killing you, and this operation may be to catch you all. ”

Yan Xi followed Zhai Yantian in the dark, looking at the man in golden armor who was running up and down with the horse's hooves, his brows furrowed.

He wasn't worried that the lord would be calculated by Zhai Yantian, he was just afraid that 50,000 troops and horses would besiege the Guogong Mansion, and the Guogong Mansion would not be able to hold it.

Hua Yuqiong answered, raised her eyes and looked at the avenue of the palace.

Faintly, it seemed that Zhai Yantian could really be seen leading 50,000 troops and horses to come quickly.

Laugh at!

Here it comes...... She didn't have to look for it.

Hua Yuqiong suddenly saw the people who were still kneeling on the ground, her good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she said coldly: "Those who don't want to die should go back to their homes and keep their doors closed!" Hurry!"

The people who were still guilty were stunned, and they didn't care about anything, they got up from the ground and ran to their homes.

They almost died once, and they don't want to try it again!

The old man was stunned, looked at the white clothes, and suddenly realized what had happened, and said solemnly: "Qiong'er, go back to the house!"

"Grandpa, I'm here, I won't run around."

Hua Yuqiong looked at the group of individuals who scrambled to fly up.

Some people are far away, so they go directly to the shops on the side of the street, and close the door with a "bang", for fear that some evil ghost will suddenly come out behind him and eat him alive.