He shook his head in disbelief, "No, it's not! Daddy is a good person, Daddy is not a murderous demon!"
"No? Hahaha... The facts are right in front of you. If you say it's not, then it's not right? You little bitch, your father is a sinful devil. That's a fact that no one can change."
"No! No!"
"The facts are right in front of you! It's useless for you to quibble!"
"Well, those were things that happened a long time ago. Mother said that a prodigal son will never be replaced by gold. Daddy is not bad now! Daddy is a good person now!"
Xiao Qiansi opened her eyes wide and looked sadly at the terrifying Tian Lingzi in the illusion mirror. This father... is so strange, so strange!
It was so strange that he couldn't even find a reason to defend him!
His confusion was rewarded with Mo Mingxin's cold ridicule.
"Isn't it bad? So what's going on?"
Mo Mingxin's palm moved, and the great catastrophe of Zunli Division five years ago appeared in the silver-lit illusion mirror.
Xiao Qiansi opened his eyes wide and stared at the octagonal pavilion that was constantly shooting deadly white light. He knew this octagonal pavilion!
Because he was born in this pavilion where magic power condensed!
For the first time in history, Xiao Qiansi felt that it was a very bad thing that he had a super memory.
How wonderful it would be if...if he was just like other children from the moment he was born, ignorant and ignorant!
But...he just remembers everything clearly.
Including, everything since birth!
He frowned, and began to waver a little about the great image in his heart, but he muttered in a low voice, as if he was struggling, searching for reasons to believe in Feng Qingyang.
"That's not the case! Daddy didn't kill anyone! Mom said that what happened that day was a misunderstanding, and someone wanted to frame dad and mom..."
"Framing? Who do you think is capable of tampering with the Octagonal Pavilion?"
Mo Mingxin squinted her eyes mockingly, looking at Xiao Qiansi like she was looking at a poor stray dog.
She looked down at Xiao Qiansi's painful appearance. The more Xiao Qiansi struggled painfully, the happier she felt!
Yes, she just wanted to completely ruin Feng Qingyang's image.
No matter in Xiao Qiansi's mind or in the minds of ordinary people, she will destroy everything.
Only by destroying the decent image Feng Qingyang had worked so hard to build and forcing him to despair could he possibly return to her.
She raised the corners of her lips coldly and smiled with her eyes closed: "Silly boy, what do you think your father is doing secretly behind your and your mother's back sometimes? Let me tell you, he is plotting a rebellion! It won't be long before he
He will lead his Shadow Corps on a killing spree on the Mingxuan Continent in an attempt to dominate one side!"
"You're talking nonsense, my father is not who you say he is!"
Xiao Qiansi clenched his fists, and the more forcefully he defended his father, the more guilty he appeared in Mo Mingxin's eyes.
The picture in the phantom mirror changed again, and he looked at the phantom mirror sadly and shook his head.
Suddenly, Mo Mingxin's face changed.
I saw, at the foot of the mountain surrounded by purple clouds, a cold and charming man with silver hair and red clothes, wielding the Wentian Sword in his hand, cutting a bloody path on the rugged path in the dark night, invincible.
He took one step at a time, and every time he took a step towards the mountain, the long sword in his hand would kill at least one monster!
Damn it, he's really here!
Mo Mingxin's eyes changed, the hatred deep in her heart!