"who I am?"

"You are a wicked man, and even a sinner. Even if you die, you cannot make up for the sins you have committed. Your sins are not even qualified to repent!"

Nie Jiuque was excited and roared at him.

"…What do you mean?"

Nie Jiuque grabbed Jun Moyan's collar and approached him with a full of resentment.

"What does it mean? I tell you Jun Moyan, you and Xiao Ai will never be able to do it. You owe her, and you owe me even more. Remember, you are a sinner. Everyone in this world can say that you love her, but you are not qualified!"

Nei Jiuque's accusations were actually not understood by Jun Moyan or others.

But when he met Nie Jiuque's hated eyes, Jun Moyan's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his heart began to panic for no reason.

Nie Jiuque's eyes told him that he was guilty.

And this sin that he didn't know at all was likely to implicate Xiao Ai.

When I think about what I might have done in my previous life, fear and panic grew wildly in my heart.

"...What are you talking about? What do you mean? Tell me clearly? Who am I? What do I owe Xiao Ai? What do I owe you?!"

After venting, Nie Jiuque calmed down and his scarlet eyes returned to the clarity.

He looked at Jun Moyan's face in front of him, suppressed the murderous intention of hatred, and finally let go of his hand that was holding his collar.

"Stop imagining unrealistic things, protect your life and keep your sins for atonement."

Nie Jiuque left this sentence and disappeared in front of Jun Moyan and Ais.

The phrase "unrealistic" refers to Wen Xiaoai.

Whether it is Ying'er or Xiao Ai, they are all from him Nie Jiuque.

Jun Moyan's delusion is just aggravating his own crimes.

"You come back, come back to me! Make it clear."

"Give Xiao Ai back to me."

"Give it back to me!"

Jun Mo Yan looked around like crazy, but Nie Jiuque had already disappeared without a trace.

"Calm down."

Ace grabbed Jun Moyan's shoulder with force...

——

In the dark woods, a black figure swept quickly.

A blood-stained hand supported the tree trunk.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood was spewed out, and Feng Liyan covered his chest with one hand and supported the tree trunk with the other, and then he barely stabilized his shaky body.

And his hand holding the tree trunk was holding a black mask.

There was still blood dripping on the position of the mask's chin.

Feng Liyan's pale face was covered with cold sweat.

He tilted his body, leaned against the tree trunk, and slowly sat down.

He has a serious obsession with cleanliness, and he doesn't care about it at this moment.

I can only try to ignore the uncleanness under me.

The mask fell to the ground from his hands.

Feng Liyan took out a small porcelain bottle from his body and took two pills. The messy aura slowly stabilized.

He leaned against the tree trunk on the back of his head, looking at the dark front, and was slightly ecstatic.

Is it right or wrong for him to do this?

Feng Liyan actually understood in his heart, and he should think about the overall situation.

He shouldn't have saved Jun Moyan, but...

Jun Moyan, I will only save you this time, just for the little princess and white clothes.

Next time, you die in front of me, and I will definitely not pay attention to it.

Feng Liyan only hopes that his private actions will not cause any greater mistakes.

——

"Um..." Wen Xiaoai woke up in a daze under a maze tree.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, but saw Nie Jiuque, who was wearing a black robe, coming back at some point, sitting beside her meditating and regulating his breathing.
Chapter completed!