Chapter 1120

The light of the night devil dome just poured out was suddenly stiff.

Looking at the cup of Yeming wine, the night devil dome's heart was like a needle and said in a low voice: "Uncle nine, what have you said and done to Xia Qingchen?"

Let him say such decisive words!

The night rain Pavilion had only a deep sense of regret. Ashamed, he said, "it's uncle nine. I'm sorry for you."

He was finally willing to admit his mistake, but it was too late. The method of opening up muscles and veins that had been obtained was destroyed by his own ideas.

Even the good relationship between the night magic dome and Xia Qingchen was broken.

"Uncle nine, i... you..." the night devil dome tightened his fist. He didn't expect that the consequences of returning to the night rain pavilion would be more serious than expected.

Xia Qingchen not only returned everything at night's house, but also sent Ye Linglong back, and broke off relations with him.

Everything was the self righteous of Yeyu Pavilion. He thought he was knowledgeable, threw away the precious method of opening up muscles and veins, and mobilized the people to go back and ask for Yeming wine.

If you can make Xia Qingchen so angry, you can know how fierce his means were at that time.

The night rain Pavilion made him lose not only the method of opening up muscles and veins, but also a friend worthy of deep friendship.

"You are my ninth uncle, my elder, and the person I once respected." The night devil dome lowered his head and his fist creaked: "I don't want to blame you anymore, but I don't want to see you again!"

With that, he left the house, ran to his house and locked himself in it.

The night rain Pavilion stretched out his hand, and his heart tingled. He would rather the night devil dome accuse him, so he would be better.

His head was lower and his heart was tormented with remorse.

Why should he be so impulsive?

Even if Xia Qingchen is suspected to be a liar, why should he stir up the public and make things big? After clarifying the misunderstanding, why do you insist on not apologizing?

Now, it has finally become a bitter fruit that can't be swallowed.

In his life,