"Do you know my master?" Shu Ya asked suspiciously. Everyone in the world knows Mrs. Dieyi, but no one has ever known her master's name, even Qingyi, she has never told her, so how did Nangong Jian know?

"Know, not only know, I also have a relationship with your master" Murong Jian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued, "If you want to blame, you can blame your master." She shouldn't have snatched my junior brother. She knew that I loved my junior brother Yao deeply, but she had to intervene and snatch love. As a result, I was forced to drive out of the sect in the end, you said that you are Zhao Min's slut's apprentice, can I let you go? ”

"Hehe, do you love? Are you sure you are loving and not domineering possessive? Shu Ya smiled disdainfully, if she just listened to Nangong Zhen like this, she might have some sympathy, but the diary of Uncle Yao that she saw by chance in the master's study made her feel that Nangong Zhen's love was not disagreeable.

"Of course love, no one loves him more than I do, and understands him better." Nangong Zhen roared angrily.

"Do you know what love is? True love does not need to have the other person, as long as the other person is happy and happy. And what about you, if you don't get it, you will destroy it, this is your great love? Have you asked Uncle Yao if he loves you? When you held a long sword and learned about Uncle Yao's life with your own hands, did you still love it? You are a selfish ghost at all, a poor worm who doesn't know love" Shu Ya didn't care if this made Nangong Jian even more crazy, but she had to say it.

This is not only her heartfelt voice, but also Uncle Yao's question in his diary, and it is also said for the master who is secretly sad.

Anyway, at this time, she was already at the end of the crossbow, and the toxicity of the black vine had begun to paralyze the nerves, and the already unhealthy heart had failed again.

I heard the master say that I didn't belong here a long time ago, and now maybe I really want to leave, Shu Ya turned her head and took a deep look at the light clothes, and then looked at the tanuki again, with a deep sadness in her eyes.

Maybe it's all providence!

"No, I'm not. I didn't mean to hurt him, it was you, it was you, Zhao Min, it was you who snatched Yao, it was you who killed him. Nangong Zhen kept shaking his head with tears on his face, and he couldn't tell whether it was Shu Ya or Zhao Min in front of him. You go die."

"Yaya, be careful"

"Poof...." The light clothes that were hit by Nangong Scar's palm wind spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Don't," Shu Ya shouted, grabbed the light clothes, but fell heavily to the ground due to the paralyzed legs.

"Qingyi, what are you doing? Don't you want to die?" Nangong Zhen, who was in a daze, came back to his senses and saw the light clothes that were already dying, and his eyes flashed with a complicated light.

"Qingyi, why are you so stupid? You know I can avoid it, so why do you want to catch up. Shu Ya sat up and hugged her light clothes and said in a choked voice.

"Shuya, I'm sorry, cough cough..."Qingyi couldn't bear the internal injury, and spit out a mouthful of blood, "Don't feel sorry for me, everything is what I deserve, you, cough cough... You, can you forgive me? Ahem..."

"Qingyi, don't talk, I'll take you to the hospital" Shu Ya panicked and wanted to pick up Qingyi, but unfortunately she couldn't do anything because she was poisoned by the black vines.

Shu Ya raised her head and looked at Nangong Zhen, who was frowning but still standing in place, and roared angrily: "Nangong Zhen, you are still not human?" She's your own daughter, do you want to watch her die?"

"My own daughter? Hehe, you look at that dead girl who looks like me? Well? Nangong Zhen looked at the light clothes with disdain.

"When I know that my daughter, who has been raised in the palm of my hand for more than 20 years, is not my flesh and blood, do you know how sad I am?" Nangong Trace lost his voice and roared with all his might.

"Hehe, do you know it's ironic? If I hadn't overheard my mother's slut talking to her sister, I wouldn't have known that the top of my head would have been green. ”

"It's a pity that her mother's slut won't say who this evil father is, but that slut is still a little useful, otherwise how would this dead girl agree to trick you into coming here." Nangong Zhen laughed almost madly, and the tears in the corners of his eyes revealed the pain in his heart.