When they arrived at the city tower, Nangong Chen and Jing Hao also came back. The atmosphere on the city tower was more depressing than on the battlefield. Everyone was very suspicious, but no one dared to ask what had happened just now.
"I deserve to die for thousands of sins. Please give me the punishment." Jiang Xue knelt on one knee and respectfully. This time he was indeed dereliction of duty. Fortunately, Qingjun is fine, otherwise he would not be jealous of death thousands of times.
"Don't punish Jiangxue. I'm arguing, and the situation is forced." Qingjun said in a low voice, his tone pale and stiff. Will she still indulge him?
"Since that's the case, forget it, get up and be better off in the future." Qiongying said lightly without looking at Jiang Xue.
"Yes, Lord, please remember." Jiang Xue lowered her head, feeling guilty. He would rather go to the torture room.
Qingjun was in a daze. Even if he was a substitute, she still indulged him. He should be happy, but he was not at all happy, only endless coldness.
When did it start to go against its original intention? Once upon a time, he was only loyal to his heart, but now, it is also. But now, what has changed is his heart. He hates the current substitute and hates it so much that he feels so much.
Seeing that Wuxin's expression seemed very bad, Nangong Chen asked worriedly: "Wuxin, what's wrong?"
Wu Xin was stunned, then looked at him coldly and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you!"
Nangong Chen froze, Wuxin would talk to anyone, and even said a few words to Jing Ao, but he didn't like him.
Jing Ao looked at Nangong Chen sympathetically. He could see that Wuxin did not hate Chen, but for some reason he just refused to accept Chen. His eyes looked at Chen seemed to be... disgusted, which made him puzzled.
Not to mention that Wuxin and Chen look a little similar. Chen has neither offended Wuxin nor has he any fault. Why does Wuxin hate his brother so much?
"Wuxin, what happened just now?" Jing Ao asked in a nice voice. He could see clearly on the city tower.
Zi Han brushed away the dust, knocked away two dead people, suddenly rushed over and hugged Qingjun, and then there was no further information, and everyone's expression changed.
Especially Qingjun, he became a different person. What did he missed and didn’t see? Or was there any twists and turns?
"Nothing happened." Wu Xin looked at the battle under the city, with a slight fluctuation in his eyes and a cold tone.
"There must be something, just tell me, is Qingjun injured? He seems to be very bad." Jing Ao glanced at Qingjun in the distance, on the other side of the city.
"It's better to think of a way to turn the situation around so much nonsense!" Wuxin looked at the living dead on the battlefield and couldn't help but frown.
"I haven't even been worried about Han Yue Qiongying yet, what am I worried about in vain?" Jing Ao shrugged.
"If you dare to call my master's name again, I will never speak!" Wu Xin glanced at him coldly.
"The name is used to call it, otherwise what should I do if I want it?" Jing Ao murmured in a low voice. He really didn't know whether to call her Zi Han or Han Yue Qiongying?
"You can call me too?" Wu Xin's eyes became colder and colder, like an ice cone.
"No, no, I won't call you in the future." Jing Ao quickly agreed. Wuxin is in a bad mood now, and he doesn't want to make her angry anymore. At worst, he can just call her Zihan in the future.
Wuxin snorted coldly and left.
"Wuxin, where are you going?" Jing Ao and Nangong Chen followed.
"You only know nonsense, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you." Wu Xin didn't look back and quickly walked towards the side of the city.