Chapter 587

Use?

The seemingly kind leader is a happy mountain.

Is all this an illusion?!

The woman in red then said, "seeing that your spiritual power is increasing, Shu Shan is afraid that you will know your identity sooner or later, that your purpose will be exposed, that you will not be able to contain you, and that the world will despise them for adopting the prince of the demon family and helping the tyrant, so she can't wait to shove you to Qiu Shan and throw this black pot to Qiu Shan. Poor Mingyue Jun doesn't know anything, Shushan sect is really a group of shameless people! "

Jinglan couldn't believe that she was trapped in such a huge puzzle.

The woman in red looked at him and saw that he looked at a loss. After a moment, she found her voice from the shock.

"My master... Knows?"

"Naturally, I know. Otherwise, how can I try all kinds of ways to send you to Qiushan, and even daze you!"

The woman in red said so much, but it was not as deadly as this last sentence.

Jinglan only felt that his heart fell to the bottom of the valley and broke to pieces, making him unable to breathe freely.

How could

How could master be using him?

How could you hide it from him for so long?

no He doesn't believe it!

Even if master didn't love him, he would never be so heartless!

Jinglan pushed away the woman in red and went straight to Shu mountain.

It's night. The lights in Shushan are bright. It's still lively, and the banquet is still going on.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the hall, as if something had been split.

Everyone put down their wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks and ran out to watch.

I saw a tall figure standing under the moonlight and on the gravel.

The wind blew his ink robe, so that he would not mix with the darkness.

One of them recognized the figure and shouted, "isn't that Jinglan? Didn't the leader of Shu mountain say that he had followed Mingyue Jun to Qiu mountain? Why are you back? "

Zhen Xi, standing in the crowd, changed his face in an instant.

But saw the figure suddenly approaching, directly broke through the crowd and came to her. Without saying a word, he grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

Everyone was in an uproar. Seeing that Jinglan was holding a sharp blade in her hand, she didn't dare to come forward easily. She could only watch it curiously.

Zhen Xi looked up and ran into the man's eyes, which seemed to be broken, burning fury in the dark night.

In his ear, he asked, "master! Tell me if this is true! "

Zhen Xi thought he was asking about sending him to Qiu mountain.

She didn't want to be so mean, but she had to.

Now she didn't know how to answer his question.

As everyone knows, Zhen Xi's long silence is practicing Jinglan's only hope.

He pressed her shoulder, shook it hard, and asked angrily, "master! Am I really the prince of the demon family?! Tell me it's not true! "

what?!

Demon prince?!

Zhen Xi looked at the man in front of him in amazement, and even wondered if he had heard wrong.

In fact, Zhen Xi didn't know his true identity.

She did know that he was special, but she never thought that he would be the prince of the demon family!

At this time, people's frightened voices came around.

"What? "Prince of the demon clan?"

"How could he be the prince of the demon family?"

Zhen Xi realized that the immortal sects were still here. He immediately calmed down, directly put his hand over his mouth, deliberately raised his voice and scolded.