Han Jue's words changed his expressions to the Xuanmen people.

Everyone present, who was not born in Xuanmen, had different families and different interests, may have more or less selfish intentions, and all kinds of intrigues exist.

However, if the Xuanmen is destroyed, will their family be affected? Will they be affected?

Not to mention the family, for the Xuanmen, or for his own thoughts, Han Jue's understatement made everyone frightened.

Chu Yang deeply agreed and even nodded: "Master is right, I think so too!"

Yuan Xueqi's beard shook, took a deep breath, looked at Chu Yang, then looked at Han Jue, and suddenly sighed heavily.

Others wanted to clean the dirty water on their bodies, but Han Jue never cared.

Maybe it’s not that I don’t care, but that I’m too deeply hurt. After so many years, I’m disheartened and I don’t have hope, and I’m only left without caring.

"I know Xuanmen owe you a lot, but Han Jue, if you don't care, don't you think about the person you need to care about? Do you want your disciple to bear the title of a traitor disciple for the rest of your life? If you don't do it for yourself, you should think about her. Do you want Chu Yang to become everyone's enemy? Are you worried every day? Are you distrustful and treated by everyone with strange looks?"

As soon as Yuan Xueqi finished speaking, Chu Yang's plain voice sounded. She frowned and looked at him and said, "How do others think that I am related to me? I live in this world just for the eyes of others? Do you ask who wants to die? Just come to me directly."

Yuan Xueqi: How did he answer this sentence?

Han Jue suddenly turned cold and looked gloomy and dangerous. His eyes were no longer as casual as before when he looked at Yuan Xueqi.

Obviously, the words of Yuan Xueqi touched his penalty area.

I don’t know if it’s because I mentioned Chu Yang or someone else!

He suddenly raised his hand and held it out of thin air, and actually grabbed Qin Yulan directly from Chu Yang's hand.

Pinching her neck, Han Jue raised his thin lips and sneered from the depths of his throat: "Sister Qin, why don't you tell me, how did my senior brother frame me? Why don't you tell me again, how did you frame me with him when you learned the truth?"

He leaned close to Qin Yulan, with a smile on his handsome and evil face, and his voice was very gentle: "Senior Sister Qin, I will give you a chance. If you tell me, I will let my good disciple let you go. How about it? Hum?"

After saying that, he let go of his hand and let Qin Yulan collapse on the ground, his eyes rolled up, his mouth wide open, and he gasped wildly.

Qin Yulan was extremely frightened when she didn't breathe, as if she was snatching the air in the hands of the God of Death.

She was really scared. After a while, her face was pale and pale, with wrinkles and ravines as if she could kill flies. As her cultivation was gone, the hidden diseases she had left behind when dealing with various ghosts also broke out. She actually didn't live long!

But this is how people are. The closer they die, even if they are ready to die, they are eager to survive at this time, even if it is only an hour or a day, living a little more is just a little more!

When she heard Han Jue's words, even though she knew that he could not believe it, she was still like a drowning man who grabbed a life-saving driftwood and placed all her hopes on it.

She nodded quickly and said, "I said, I said, everything was done by Zhao Boxiang. I, I was just obsessed with it at the beginning. Really, believe me, Han Jue, I used to love you very much, you know..."
Chapter completed!