Remnant King and Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Xiyue frowned slightly, sighed, lowered her head slightly and said softly with a wry smile.

"Actually, I also feel aggrieved. All of you put all the blame on me."

"But I'm just an ordinary human being. I don't remember any of what you said, and I don't know any of it."

Shang Xie stretched out his hand to gently embrace Xiyue, patted her on the back and comforted her silently, while Xuan Ye's crazy black hair flew up, and he lowered his head slightly, at a 45-degree angle, the devilish energy in those eyes was almost assimilated The whole world.

"I heard what you said just now, but I don't have the impression, and I don't know whether it was done by me in my previous life or by my clan."

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finished,

Xiyue left Shangxie suddenly, walked around the bathing pool towards Xuanye, her body was indifferent, her breath was peaceful, Dishangxie reached out and subconsciously wanted to hold Xiyue, but in the end he didn't move, just cast a barrier , Protect Xiyue, if Xuanyue changes, she will definitely not let him go.

Xuan Ye was also slightly surprised, this woman, knowing that he was going to kill her, yet she still came to die?

The magic power overflowed from the palm, and it was woven into a luminous flow-like sphere, which was slowly lifted up, as long as it was waved lightly, Murong Xiyue would explode and die——

Xiyue smiled lightly and continued to walk forward.

Di Shangxie's heart suddenly became a little tense, and his palms also overflowed with monster power. As soon as Xuan Ye moved, he immediately rushed forward, and fought him to the death while saving people.

She - walked straight in front of him.

The two looked at each other, he felt her helplessness and indifference, and she felt the deep and long-buried hatred deep in his heart.

"Xuan Ye, am I the only one who can take off this mask?"

Although Xiyue asked, she already spoke in an affirmative tone, so why, only she can take off this mask?

Xuan Ye didn't speak, long black hair hanging down his shoulders, half of his handsome face looming, his deep black eyes staring coldly, his whole body was unexpectedly precious.

Xiyue pursed her lips, took a step forward, looked up at the man who was a head taller than herself, and slowly stretched out her hand——

Xuan Ye subconsciously took a step back.

Xiyue looked at him.

"If only I can reveal it, then I will reveal it for you now. The past, I have no way to turn them back, so all I can say is to apologize, because I am not her before, and I don't know the past. I'm sorry for hurting you guys."

With long fingers as white as jade, he gently stretched out towards Xuanye, and Xiyue's eyes flashed with distress. He must have hated the mask on his face all these years.

He must have suffered a lot.

Xuan Ye still stood upright and did not speak.

Xiyue's fingertips lightly touched the mask, but when her hands were about to take it off, the mask suddenly shone brightly, and the light cut across Xiyue's fingers like a knife, causing pain. De Xiyue exclaimed, and fell backwards.

The emperor's evil eyes sharpened, and the demon power in his palm shot at Xuan Ye. At the same time, he grabbed Xiyue's waist with one hand, spun her in the air and landed lightly, saying angrily.

"Demon Emperor, did you intentionally hurt Xi'er?"

Immediately after Xi'er was placed on the edge of the bath, the smell of blood spread faintly, Shang Xie raised her hands and roared.

"You actually cut off ten of her fingers? Demon Emperor, you should die—"