It seems that after going around three mountains and four rivers, he finally walked out of the dormitory of the golden antelope.

Xiao Jiu stood outside the hall and looked around, but he didn't see the figure of Senior Brother Wushuang?

Could it be that I waited for a long time, got impatient, and went back to the Suspension Palace first?

Well, how can you not talk without saying anything?

Xiao Jiu was a little resentful, and just wanted to leave, when he heard the sound of intermittent quarrels coming from the corner of the eaves of the outer corridor of the Golden Antelope Hall and on the side of the stone carving.

Xiao Jiu is a little strange, at this hour, the immortals who participated in the dust washing banquet have all returned to their nests, is it not that the immortal family drank too much at the dust washing banquet, got lost, and got drunk and talked about wine and played drunk.

It's really not worry-free.

Xiao Jiu smelled the source of the voice, and walked over slowly, Fang heard clearly, it was not some immortal drunk in the corner of the eaves, but a man and a woman, talking fiercely in the night.

"Third Senior Sister, if you dare to fight Xiao Jiu's idea again, don't blame me for not thinking about the love of the same family!"

The person who spoke was none other than Senior Brother Wushuang.

There was a slight moonlight on his fair face, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and his expression looked a little angry.

No wonder he didn't see him, it turned out that he was hiding here and quarreling with someone.

Xiao Jiu was full of curiosity, and Senior Brother Wushuang, who had always had a gentle temperament, suddenly became so stern when he spoke, what was the reason......

Xiao Jiu hid to the side and quietly looked over.

Only then did I see that the person standing opposite him was the third senior sister Sang Lu.

Sang Lu listened to Wushuang's words and sneered:

"What's the matter? Now that he is an orthodox heavenly grandson, he speaks a little more majestic, and he is going to kill his fellow senior sister, right?"

Sang Lu was not to be outdone in what he said, and he was not friendly to Senior Brother Wushuang at all.

Wushuang didn't give an inch: "Since the third senior sister told me about the friendship of the same family, then please don't hurt Xiao Jiu in the future, as long as you don't hurt Xiao Jiu, I Wushuang will not be your enemy." ”

In the past, this Sang Lu and Xiao Jiu had an inextricable old hatred, and Sang Lu always stumbled on Xiao Jiu openly and secretly, even if they were fellow teachers and sisters, they were not in harmony with each other.

Since two years ago, after the soul of the little uncle Bing Ruohan was scattered, these three senior sisters hated Xiao Jiu even more, the third senior sister and Bing Ruohan had a marriage contract since childhood, this Xiao Jiu just stabbed her fiancé, it is undoubtedly a former hatred and a new hatred, how could this Sang Lu let her go?

Therefore, several times, as soon as Sang Lu had the opportunity, she wanted to attack Xiao Jiu and wanted to kill her.

But every time, her plan will be seen through by Wushuang.

After recognizing the Lord and returning to the sect, the power in his hands is strong enough to protect his beloved woman.

He ordered people to keep an eye on Sang Lu's every move, and if there was anything abnormal, they would report to him at any time.

So every time Sang Lu planned to hurt Xiao Jiu, he could always appear in time and resolve it without Xiao Jiu knowing.

Over time, Sang Lu hated Wushuang, a huge stumbling block, of course.

"Hehe......" Sang Lu listened to Wushuang's somewhat threatening words, and laughed coldly,

"What's wrong with all of you? Are you all confused by her goblin skin? Can't you see that she's a man-eating snake?"

"The third senior sister is best to speak politely. Wushuang rebuked.

Sang Lu ignored his displeasure, and then said, "What? Where did I say something wrong?"

"In the past, Uncle Xiao treated her sincerely, sincerely taught her to learn the rules and spells, and risked his life to go to the demon world to save her, even if he knew that she was the daughter of the enemy who killed his father, even if he knew that he would have a heart attack, he still took out his heart and lungs, drained his heart and blood, and dedicated it to her, isn't this enough?"

"Uncle Xiao doesn't drink, but he treasures the 800-year-old cherry blossom brew she gave when she first entered the school under the bed......"

"In order to coax her to practice the wind control technique, the little uncle, who never drank alcohol, risked a sudden heart attack and drank the cherry blossom brew......"

"He has always been indifferent to people, but in order to appease Jiumu Yunxiang, he gave her all the mica stones that he was trying to protect himself, do you know, how important the mica stones are to him? That's what he used to protect his life......"

"That day, he watched Jiumu Yunxiang being whipped by me, you think he stood by and watched, ruthless and cruel, do you know, he went back and had a heart attack......

That day, under the cherry blossom tree, when he borrowed her to get drunk, he still couldn't hold back his thoughts about her...... I've seen it all......"

"Why, why can she capture Uncle Xiao's heart so easily?"

"Uncle Xiao poured out his heart and lungs for her, how did she repay Uncle Xiao?"

She pierced Uncle Xiao's heart with a sword...... I killed Uncle Xiao with a sword......"

"She's a snake without a conscience......"

Sang Lu cried hysterically.

At this time, Xiao Jiu listened to Sang Lu's grief-stricken cry, and his eyes had already blurred......

It turned out that when he first entered the school, he was reluctant to throw away the 800-year-old cherry blossom brew that was given to him......

It turned out that he didn't need mica stones to protect his body, but in order to eliminate his fear of the wind, he gave himself all the things he was trying to protect himself......

It turned out that he watched himself being whipped by the third senior sister without stopping him, not ruthlessly, but because he couldn't bear it, but he had to endure it......

It turned out that that day, the lingering under the cherry blossom trees was not a dream, he really came......

She slowly shrunk down, and once upon a time, she also condemned her ruthlessness and her own unrighteousness for countless nights......

I killed him......

It was I who pierced him in the heart with a sword......

Am I a poisonous snake......

I'm not...... No, no, maybe I'm ......

However, he lied to me first...... He killed my mother......

I didn't mean to, and I didn't want to kill him......

She was scolded by this voice to the point of heartbreaking, and the pain at the mouth of her heart instantly surged up, as if a cold and biting wind penetrated into the seven meridians and eight veins, and with the flow of blood transmitted to every pore that could be felt, the injury, the pain, the cold, deep into the bone marrow and tore the atrium.

She clutched her heart, holding back her sobs and curling herself into a ball.

At this time, Sang Lu was so heartbroken that she couldn't control her emotions, and every time she thought that Uncle Xiao would torture herself to death for such a negative woman, she hated her blood and her limbs twitched.

And these men, one by one, are all in her way, and they are all in a hurry to stick up.

Sang Lu looked at Wushuang and said:

"Such a ruthless and cold-blooded woman, Wushuang, you hold her in your arms every day to warm up, aren't you afraid? Aren't you afraid that she will kill you one day?"

Wushuang listened to Sang Lu scolding at Xiao Jiuzhi, his mouth was full of foul language, and he felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, so he scolded loudly:

"Shut up, Third Senior Sister! Do not do to others what you do not want to be done to others, do you want me to explain this simple truth to you?"

Wushuang didn't want to give her any chance to insult Xiao Jiu again, so he began to fight back:

"Why did Xiao Jiu kill Uncle Xiao, others don't know, don't you count it in your heart?"

"That bowl of heart's blood was originally a good medicine to save Xiao Jiu's mother's life, if you hadn't done something in that bowl of heart's blood, how could Xiao Jiu's mother die? How could Xiao Jiu misunderstand that it was Uncle Xiao who killed his mother? How could he accidentally kill Uncle Xiao in order to avenge Niang?"

"In the end, the culprit is you, you ......"

Wushuang spread out everything angrily......