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"This is crazy …" Di Mo Jiu, are you crazy? "

Jun Qiyan's eyes widened in disbelief. She still couldn't believe it, nor could she stack this cold man in front of her with the man she used to spend time with.

"In my opinion, the crazy person should be you, right?"

Di Mo Jiu turned around, coldly looked at Jun Qiyan, and said word by word, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you're a saint. It's just an arrow, so I'll return it to you."

Boom — —

Jun Qiyan affectionately felt what it meant to be struck by lightning.

"Still? "What do you want in return?"

"Di Mo Jiu, I'm really blind. Why can't I bear it? I have to suffer for your sake!"

Tears gushed out of Jun Qiyan's eyes, but she could no longer control them. She slid down to the ground and sat there, quietly weeping.

After putting all of this into her eyes, Chu Ran immediately felt an unprecedented pleasure — —

You dare to snatch a man from me?

Jun Qiyan, look at you, you've lost miserably this time!

"Mo Jiu, don't be like this …"

Although Chu Ran was feeling proud, she didn't show it on the surface. On the contrary, she actually started singing in a humble tone and advised, "Holy Maiden just woke up. Moreover, there's poison on that arrow. Maybe it's poison …"

"Ran, you're too kind."

Hearing Chu Ran's words, Jun Qiyan raised her head and fiercely glared at her. But not long after that, Di Mo Jiu's words caught up …

"Think of you. You've worked so hard to take care of her for three days and three nights, but she's the one who's venting her anger the moment she wakes up." Di Mo Jiu coldly looked at Jun Qiyan, lowered his voice and said, "Moreover, he's disrespectful to me, so he should be locked up and sent back to reflect on himself."

"You dare?"

Jun Qiyan couldn't believe it. Three days ago, before she had fainted, Di Mo Jiu had confined Chu Ran in front of so many people. But now …

The heavens were truly blessed with reincarnation, who would the heavens avoid!

Seeing that the soldiers were about to come and take her back, Jun Qianyan glared at Chu Ran and coldly snorted, "Chu Ran, I really want to know what kind of medicine you've drugged Di Mo Jiu with in these three days!"

"Holy Maiden, I can understand how you are feeling right now."

Chu Ran smiled, but her face was filled with innocence. On the contrary, she helped Jun Qiyan up, "Holy Maiden, you don't have to be angry, after all, wasn't I the same way three days ago? If a person got anxious, it would be easy to say the wrong things and cause Mo Jiu to become unhappy … "However, the Holy Maiden is at ease. The Holy Maiden is someone that Mo Jiu has always loved. If the Holy Maiden could also calm down and reflect on her actions, I believe that Mo Jiu will still forgive you."

Chu Ran kept talking, as if she was trying to persuade Jun Qiyan using her identity as "someone who had gone through a lot", but every word in her words was undoubtedly stabbing into Jun Qiyan's heart ruthlessly.

Sure enough, men were all big pigs. Once they became hostile, they would no longer be considered as family.

And now, Di Mo Jiu was a good example.

"Why aren't you bringing him away?"

Seeing the person in his arms still being tortured by Jun Qianyan's gaze, Di Mo Jiu could not bear to see this. His face darkened as he yelled again.

The soldiers didn't dare delay any longer. Two of them grabbed Jun Qiyan's arm, and forcefully brought her back into the room regardless of her wounds.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

The porcelain fell onto the marble tiles with a crisp sound. In the eerily quiet corridor, it was exceptionally ear-piercing and eye-catching.

Di Mo Jiu, Chu Ran and the rest all looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a porcelain vase falling to the ground, and from the looks of it, it was obviously from Jun Qiyan's body.

"What's that?"

Di Mo Jiu frowned, immediately feeling that things were not simple.

The two guards looked at each other, then one of them picked it up and gave it to Di Mo Jiu.

"This is …"

Di Mo Jiu carefully observed the patterns and forging materials of the porcelain bottle in his hand, his brows were tightly knitted, his expression was extremely solemn.

Chu Ran's eyes flashed with the pleasure of success, but in order to cover it up, she also moved closer to the porcelain bottle, pretending that she didn't know anything. She curiously asked: "It's just a bottle, what's so strange about it?"

"Where did this come from?"

Hearing Chu Ran's words, Di Mo Jiu's expression became even more unsightly. He glared at Jun Qianyan, his tone becoming even more enraged, "I'm asking you – where did this bottle come from!"

"I don't know."

Jun Qiyan was also shocked by the sudden appearance of this porcelain bottle. However, when she heard Di Mo Jiu's question, she answered honestly, "This is not mine – I don't have this kind of medicine bottle!"

"You even know that this is a medicinal bottle!"

Hearing Jun Qiyan's reply, Di Mo Jiu smiled, his smile was sinister and cold, but even more, it was ruthless. "Don't challenge my patience – I'll ask you one last time, where did you get this from?"

"I already said I don't know!"

Jun Qiyan was a bit annoyed. She didn't know why, but Di Mo Jiu would grab a bottle of medicine and keep asking, "I've never seen it before!"

"This fell from your body. You said you haven't seen it before?"

Di Mo Jiu put down Chu Ran, glared at Jun Qianyan, and slowly walked towards her. His voice was low and deep, filled with uncontrollable anger, "Jun Qianyan, do you think I'm an idiot? You think that I won't be able to recognize you … This was something only the god race had? And it was from the god race … Third Prince! "

The last three words were squeezed out from the gaps between Di Mo Jiu's teeth. The words were extremely stiff, and the strong anger and hatred contained within couldn't be hidden.

The things of the God race's third prince actually fell out from the devil saint's body?

The two soldiers looked at each other, then looked at Di Mo Jiu with astonishment. They seemed to be asking the same question, and were waiting for Di Mo Jiu to answer them.

Chu Shan did not miss this chance and pretended to be surprised as she shouted, "God Clan's Third Prince? That is our mortal enemy! How could the Holy Maiden have anything to do with him? "

As soon as the word "department" was spat out, Di Mo Jiu, who had an extremely gloomy look on his face, could no longer hold it in any longer. He fiercely smashed the porcelain bottle in his hand against Jun Qiyan's wound, and immediately issued a stern order after hearing Jun Yunxiao's painful cry.

"Pass on my words, from this moment onwards, Jun Feiyan's identity as the holy maiden of the devil race will be taken away! Furthermore, we must inform all of the devils that Jun Qiyan is secretly colluding with the third prince of the god race and that he is a traitor of our own devils! Immediately lock him up and send him to the volcano at daybreak, as a living sacrifice to the volcano! "