The red face was so pale that it was almost blown down by the wind.

"Is this true?" Even the scholar couldn't believe that Yan Hong had such ability? Wang Hong was also shocked.

"So you heard it all? what I said in front of Tang Yao...... It's good. Yan Hong said calmly. She already knew that when Tang Yao interrogated her, Xie Junhe was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping. Naturally, you can't hide anything, and you can only bear the things you have done wrong. There is no need to ask for forgiveness, let alone explain what is unavoidable, anyway, fate has never given her a chance to justify or choose from beginning to end.

There are more Xie Jun and Xu who heard it but didn't say it: she was raised by Tang Yao since she was a child, and she was specially trained to deal with people in the rivers and lakes and muddy the water. Her softness was also specially taught by Tang Yao to invite the people in the audience. She was just Tang Yao's tool. A woman who is soaked in the dust of sound and lust, who can afford it?

She didn't understand why Xie Jun and that mean mouth didn't do their best to slander.

looked at him, but saw that his gloomy eyes were empty, floating in the black sky, unable to find the direction of confusion.

She turned her cheeks away with a slight blush, and let out a long sigh, as if she had made up her mind: "I will not stain your eyes." From now on, it has nothing to do with you whether I live or die!" said he wanted to go into the darkness.

"Are you crazy?" the scholar immediately stretched out his arm to stop her, "At this time, Tang Yao is not searching for your whereabouts all over the mountains? Where can you go? This is Beacon Ridge!"

Yan Hong's face was still full of tears, and she turned her head without saying a word. The scholar has long been accustomed to her charming smile, how have you seen her tears?

Wang Hong gently pushed Xie Junhe and whispered: "It's a woman in the end, why embarrass her so much?"

The scholar didn't know where he got the courage, and scolded him: "Ruffian, don't go too far!"

Xie Junhe raised his head for a long time, and suddenly changed his tone as if he was deflated: "But I would never have thought that such a hateful woman who made me want to be killed with a sword would spit on Tang Yao because of me......"

The other two were even more stunned.

The scholar heard a little bitterness, but Wang Hong didn't expect that this hard-hearted Xie Junhe would sigh so sadly. But Xie Junhe didn't say any more, as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't pour out. The unkempt beard covered his face, and he also quietly hid his sadness. All the sorrows were condensed in the thin black, and they accumulated into demons.

And the red tears also burst out of her eyes again: "I...... I left Beacon Ridge only because ......" She suddenly stopped her tears and stopped talking, as if sensing the embarrassment of the subject. Over the years, she has been accustomed to acting left and right, and she has long been unable to tell which words she says are sincere.

"It's not as complicated as you think......" She suddenly laughed again, trying to force herself, "I don't want to hear Tang Yao say that my drinker is a scoundrel." That's it. ”

Xie Junhe sneered. What he saw was more than the saliva that Yan Hong spat at Tang Yao? His eyelids were silent for a long time before he said, "The wounds on my body...... It's not light, scholar, you take care of it. "This is to give Yanhong a step. "Well, when it comes to the bad things you've done, you can't even beat my fingers. There is no need to add a person who died in vain - if you leave now, you will die. It's not right for me, don't toss. ”