Upon hearing Zhan Wuya's words, Zhan Jiuxiao felt gratified.

"Wuya, I treat you well because I raised you since you were young.

You're a miniature of me and I know you very well.

If the same thing happened to you, I wouldn't have dealt with you in this way." He pointed out rationally, "In the end, Pinghui was only one of my many disciples.

We didn't have a deep relationship, so when I killed the fiendish cultivator back then, although I knew that he wasn't in the wrong, I still couldn't forgive him."

"Wuya, I'm not a saint.

After discovering the truth behind Pinghui's death, are you disappointed in me?" Zhan Jiuxiao asked Zhan Wuya again.

This time, Zhan Wuya wasn't in a hurry to answer.

After he thought about it seriously, he nodded and said sternly, "Senior Brother Pinghui was possessed by a demonic cultivator because of his benign psychic energy.

He was the victim.

He didn't know anything about what the fiendish cultivator did after that.

You knew all of this, but you still killed him heartlessly.

Your actions disappointed me."

Zhan Wuya looked at Zhan Jiuxiao with a complicated gaze as he lamented, "Mentor, in the past, you were like a god to me.

But now, you…" Zhan Wuya deliberated for a moment before saying frankly," You're my mentor and a big shot, but you're also an ordinary person who makes mistakes.

"

When he heard this, Zhan Jiuxiao's face tensed up.

"God…" He shook his head and laughed." What god? I'm just a commoner.

"

pαпdα Йᴏνê|,сòМ Zhan Jiuxiao stood up and left, leaving Zhan Wuya sitting alone at the table.

The banquet hall, which had been lively just a moment ago, instantly became empty and lonesome.

leftovers, he thought of his mentor's

That's right.

mentor wasn't a Saint, he couldn't use the fixed mentality of 'it's impossible for my mentor to do such a

on the round stool, he thought about the details of

he couldn't find anything suspicious, he felt

by Ye Qingyang, so he couldn't help but suspect his

Emperor Jiuxiao was really sincere just now." Ye Qingyang stood on Sheng Xiao's left side with the bone sword in his arms as he

his pride and took the

that Prime Emperor

feel that he really matches the rumors." Ye Qingyang rubbed his nose as he muttered, "I've been friends with the phantoms for nearly twenty years and have developed a pair of discerning

intuition told him that Zhan Jiuxiao wasn't a good

one could find anything wrong with Zhan Jiuxiao's words and

when

hand." Yu Huang suddenly

before extending

Yu Huang didn't sound happy when she saw that Sheng Xiao was still clenching

Xiao opened his palm

Ye Qingyang came over and took a look,

longer any blood flowing out,

his life after dying once, so he despised

with

"It's indeed childish."

she sprinkled it on the wound on Sheng

the silk headband on her head and wrapped the wound

Xiao's palm repeatedly and a bow

turned the back of his hand and looked at it for a moment, he praised, "What

the one who tied it?" Yu Huang

suddenly

that Prime Emperor Jiuxiao

suddenly pointed at a straight green bamboo in front of her and said, "Look,

hearing this, Sheng Xiao was

If plum blossoms can bloom on the bamboo, I'll immediately perform spontaneous combustion." Ye Qingyang mocked Yu Huang for

she also laughed and said, "Just like how green bamboo doesn't bloom with plum blossoms,

you believe his words,

and Ye Qingyang

they were the

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