At the mention of Shuyi, the white fox looked at Huaxin, carefully studied the changes in her expression, and saw that she only frowned slightly, and did not fluctuate much, and deliberately asked, "What, didn't King Yi tell my sister?"

Scold!

He said it clearly...... Lan Ruoan was in his hands, how could he die?

He clearly said that he sent Fei Zhiyan back to Fei Mansion, why did he die?

From beginning to end, which of the words he said to her was true?

Bai Dye wanted to clean up Moko'er, so he died.

Yun Yi wants to marry Tao Xin'er, so he also dies.

Originally...... The person he really cares about in his heart is Tao Xin'er?!?

So do whatever it takes to put her to death, and then do whatever it takes to remove the obstacles?

Thinking like this, the originally curved eyebrows and eyes of the painting heart gradually faded into indifference, and the eyes were terrifyingly cold.

opened his mouth with a sneer, "Presumably, there must be the handiwork of Lord Yi behind this, so...... How dare he tell me? He still wants to blame my master? My master is no longer a thing, and he will not do such a heart-wrenching thing as killing his wife like him!"

The white fox was surprised, surprised that the painting heart had such a deep misunderstanding of Shuyi. not only regarded all his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, but also washed the ground in turn.

After pondering for a long time, the white fox explained, "Actually, after that day, countless girls died in the city day after day, and you became a cannibal girl in the eyes of everyone. ”

"Kind?" Huaxin stroked her stomach and laughed sadly, she pointed to the blood hole in her heart that was difficult to heal, and smiled with a wide eyebrow, "I thought so before he stabbed him here, but what? He really wanted me to die!"

The white fox went late that day, and he only had time to pick up the half-dead Qing Jiuying, and he didn't see how the painting heart was injured again and again by "Shuyi", trampled like mud.

But when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the back of her hand holding the tea cup, which was scarred and flesh flying, which showed how badly injured she was at that time.

Who is Painted Heart?

If she didn't trust the person she liked, who would have the ability and opportunity to hurt her like that?

Therefore, the white fox no longer persuaded Huaxin in the matter of Shuyi, and couldn't wait to correct her another misunderstanding, "Sister knows, Ji is the murderer of Lan Ruoan, and now that Lan Ruoan's bones are not cold, Di Xuan has hooked up with this culprit who killed his wife." ”

The painting heart lowered his head and gently stroked his stomach, remembering the thrill of meeting Ji the night before, and his words rose again, with three points of gloom, "Ji She is interested in earth destruction? Could it be that earth destruction is really ...... "Chi Ming?"

Impossible!

That old guy is now lying half-dead in the Nine Phoenix Qin and sleeping.

To be honest, the Earth Destroyer does have a feeling of redness...... That...... Daddy's taste.

Very petted, very sweet and down-to-earth......

So she had a hard time believing that the destruction of the earth would hurt her.

The white fox waited for a long time, and saw that the painting heart was gone, so he had to take his words and say, "He is a scholar when he is destroyed." ”

Although it was not the first time that the white fox had said this, Huaxin couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Seeing her look of disbelief, the white fox explained, "It was me who crossed his reincarnation, I waited for him for 10,000 years, even if his face is unrecognizable and his temperament has changed greatly, will the person I loved so much still admit his mistake?"

Yes, how can someone who loves so much admit that he is wrong?

Even though he has no trace of the past.

This point, Huaxin obviously empathizes, and simply no longer agrees.