The door of the Tiansheng Sect slowly opened, and the handsome boy walked out of it with a complicated expression: "Why are you coming back?"

Xie Jiuyao held the knife and looked at the man in front of him coldly.

The boy's eyes were terrifyingly complex. After a long time, he said: "I swear that I will let Yuan Qingzai die without a burial place. If he wants to make him regret it, I should kill you, but I can't..."

"You shouldn't come back. This will only make it difficult for me to do this. It's great to go far away. Be a free bird. After the eagle is tamed, it loses its sharp minions and can only be called a poultry. You should be a beautiful eagle flying in the sky."

Xie Jiuyao had no way of understanding why he did this. She had doubts and disbelief in her eyes.

The young young man laughed and said, "Are you curious why I did this?"

"You may not believe some things after I say them, but there may be no other person in this world who will allow me to deliver my trust and tell him your biggest secret, only you." Jiang Musheng softened his voice and whispered: "Don't worry, Yuan Qingqi is not dead yet, Ajiu, would you like to listen to my story? Maybe after listening to it, you will change your thoughts."

Xie Jiuyao tried hard to restrain his impulse to kill and nodded. Yuan Qingqi was in his hands. She did not dare to act rashly, so she could only take one step at a time.

Jiang Musheng led Xie Jiuyao into the Tiansheng Sect. Xie Jiuyao calmly observed the surroundings. Some familiar faces were all replaced by raw faces, and there were even some soldiers around him.

She couldn't help frowning and had a bad premonition in her heart.

Jiang Musheng...is afraid he was not joining forces with the court.

If this is not the case, even if Jiang Musheng cooperates inside and outside, he will not be able to control the Tiansheng Sect so quickly. There must be an army to help him.

The two walked into the main hall, and immediately the maid who looked strangers walked up and poured tea for the two of them. Jiang Musheng put a soft cushion on the chair, squatting beside him and looking at her eagerly.

Xie Jiuyao lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and was cold and harsh.

Jiang Musheng received no response, was not discouraged, and whispered: "I didn't lie to you. My family has indeed encountered famine. Those are true, but Ajiu, do you believe that people have past lives and next lives?"

"I didn't believe it before. Until I died, I returned to my teens when I was in my teens. My sister had just been sold, and my father and mother were not dead yet. Although my father sold my sister, I actually didn't hate him because I knew very well that he was trying to keep me alive, so I must avenge his revenge."

"My parents were killed by the Tiansheng Sect, so I and Aoki Haruka have an irreconcilable hatred."

"Ajiu, I am the evil ghost who crawled back from hell to take revenge. Whether it is Yuan Qingqi or Zhao Yuan, they all have to die! I don't regret everything I have done, even if you hate me for this..."

The young man's facial features were really like an evil ghost. His ferocious facial features suddenly became gentle and he stepped forward to hold Xie Jiuyao's hand: "I originally wanted to kill Yuan Qingqi directly, but I was afraid you would be angry with me, so he is still alive. Ajiu, I beg you not to leave me, okay? Marry me, Yuan Qingqi can live with a lingering life..."

Xie Jiuyao quietly pulled his hands and looked at the young man in front of him absurdly. It was not until now that she realized that the son of fate that she had been looking for more than ten years was right in front of her.

I've searched for it without looking for it...

If he was not the son of fate, how could he be reborn after his death?

Xie Jiuyao even wanted to laugh at this moment. She had suspected many people, but she didn't doubt Jiang Musheng, but it was Jiang Musheng.

Xie Jiuyao took a deep breath, dipped his fingertips in tea and wrote on the table: Who are you working with?

"Zhao Ping, that's Zhao Qi." Jiang Musheng answered questions and answers: "I support him in seizing the throne, he supports me in taking down the Tiansheng Sect. We are mutually beneficial. At that time, I can still use him to kill the current crown prince Zhao Yuan. Zhao Yuan also has a grudge against me. Half of my death back then was because of him, Ah Jiu..."

Before Jiang Musheng finished speaking, Zhao Qi laughed and walked in from outside the door: "Brother Sheng, congratulations on bringing down that lunatic Yuan Qingqi."

He also had some impression of Xie Jiuyao. When he looked at Xie Jiuyao, his eyes were nothing but sarcastic: "Brother Sheng, you have become the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, what kind of woman do you want? Why keep such an ugly mute?"

Xie Jiuyao did not look at him, but just looked at Jiang Musheng on the side and continued to write on the table: Where is Yuan Qingqi? I want to determine whether he is still alive before I can consider your conditions.

Because of jealousy, Jiang Musheng's face twisted for a moment, and soon returned to his gentle appearance: "Just in the secret room, I'll take you to see him later, okay?"

Xie Jiuyao nodded, and suddenly pulled out the knife without anyone expecting it. Although Zhao Qi was a prince, he had no martial arts except for his basic shooting skills.

Xie Jiuyao took a knife at him, but he had no precautions at all. The moment the sword light exploded, the head fell to the ground. Before the smile on his face could even be restrained, the viciousness in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and the great head just rolled on the ground, covered in dust.

Jiang Musheng didn't expect Xie Jiuyao to attack Zhao Qi, so he was stunned at that time, but soon he reacted and sighed: "Ajiu, you have caused me a lot of trouble."

"Zhao Qi is dead, I have to choose another collaborator, but as long as you don't like him, just kill him, I'll just take more effort."

Xie Jiuyao silently raised the blood-stained knife, pointed the tip of the knife at Jiang Musheng's eyes, and quietly shaped him: draw the sword.

Jiang Musheng stood there, and after a long time, he said hoarsely: "Ajiu, do you really want to meet me with swords?"

Xie Jiuyao just repeated silently: Drawing the sword.

The boy who tried hard to maintain his gentle appearance finally could no longer hide his rotten mottled inside, and he roared like crazy: "I can give it to you, and I can't give it to you, and I will try my best to give it to you. Do you like him? Do you please him! Otherwise, why would you treat me like this for an old person who is vicious and cruel and has no conscience at all?"

The response to Jiang Musheng was Xie Jiuyao's twelve-point strength.

She did not allow anyone to slander the relationship between her and Aozaki, and used such dirty words and disgusting guesses to characterize the relationship between the two of them.

No one can!

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