Shen Hongxian shook her head desperately, the feeling of being deceived made her uncomfortable, her eyes were foggy, and she choked up: "Dad...... The red line has finally found its enemy. It was he who made the red line so miserable to his father! ”

Shen An was stunned for a while, patted Shen Hongxian on the back and said, "Red Line, you speak slowly, speak slowly!" ”

But Shen Hongxian couldn't say it anymore anyway, as if something was choked up in his heart, and he couldn't swallow it if he couldn't cry.

What if she said this, did she really want her father to kill Lian Jue?

But how can she endure the pain of her mother!

"Miss." The old Taoist priest stroked his pale beard, looked old, and said sternly, "Miss, you are not bitter, you are nothing more than aiding the abuse, so that the demon can increase his power and harm more mortals!" ”

Harm more, mortals......

Seeing that the red line was shaken, Lao Dao continued: "Some demons are like this, not harming today does not mean that the heart is good, they are waiting for the opportunity to one day turn the world into purgatory!" ”

"But—"

As soon as Shen Hongxian thought that this old way would definitely make Lian Jue's soul scatter, she felt a little unbearable.

Lao Dao snorted coldly from the tip of his nose, looked at Shen Hongxian's face and reprimanded: "The kindness of a woman, but it doesn't harm you, so you can let him harm others with peace of mind?" ”

The pain of harming his mother and the friendship with Lian Jue in the past were intertwined, which made Shen Hongxian's whole mind a mess.

- Yes, she hates demons, hates demons so much!

She also loves him, loves his elegant and lotus-like temperament, and loves his tolerance of herself without chasing fame and fortune.

But when the two fused together, there seemed to be a nameless anger burning in her entire chest.

She even began to doubt her own eyes.

Recklessly, she flipped her chair away and jerked out.

Shen An and the old Taoist priest got up together, and hurriedly stopped her in a panic: "Red line...... Where do you go to the red line! ”

Maybe she's just wrong, maybe she's just wrong......

Or maybe he is in trouble?

The demon should be destroyed, and there will be no future trouble!

But this lotus ...... There's no root.

When Shen Hongxian came to Lian's mansion with a nervous face, Lian Jue was still painting in the courtyard as he had done at the beginning.

The lotus in the courtyard grew very well, it had reached the height of half a human being, and some of them were almost past Shen Hongxian's head. The turquoise lotus leaves rippled in circles with the breeze blowing across the water.

Like a round boat, the dew on it seems to be two little people rowing there.

The light shone on his hair like ink, and the white placket separated the black and white colors cleanly.

Bloody before, his hands were stained with filth, as if he had been infiltrated into the darkness and buried in the dirt.

And his smile did not have the blood of Fang Cai, but mixed with softness in indifference: "Red Line, why are you here?" ”

So calm, so breezy and calm.

If it weren't for Shen Hongxian seeing it with her own eyes, she would almost have to wonder who yesterday's person was!

But the man was present in front of her, standing silently, like a straight lotus stem in a canal, letting the ripples clear the waves, and standing still.

She shook her head and pulled Lian Jue's hand, which came suddenly, and the bamboo branch brush in Lian Jue's hand paused and fell to the ground.

Shen Hongxian gasped and said nervously, "Listen, Childe." You saved the red line at the beginning, and this time it should be your life. If it's not wrong, then the old Taoist priest may chase after me and find your mansion, and then you will die! ”