I wish I could stare Gong Qianjue to death right away.
Is Gong Qianjue crazy?
At this time, he actually... brought up the matter of Fu Shenjian?
Isn't this equivalent to plucking the hair from the head of the big tiger Di Yunshang?
"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"
"Gong Qianjue," Lan Shengxue clenched her fist tightly, wishing she could insert the Zixie Sword directly into Gong Qianjue's heart and shut him up forever.
This man is so annoying!
"Shengxue, you clearly said that you would find a way to improve the Fushen Sword in the Demon Palace. I am waiting for you in Tianjue City. After waiting for so long, I have not heard from you. I thought something happened to you, so
Just came to find you.
But when I heard the news that you were in Penglai Mountain, I rushed over without stopping."
Gong Qianjue said her sincere grievances.
Yaluo was so angry that he vomited blood.
Lan Shengxue was worried and took advantage of the opportunity to feed him the elixir.
Yiran and Guimei really wanted to sew Gong Qianjue's mouth shut.
But Di Yunshang didn't speak, and they didn't dare to speak either.
"Shengxue, if you don't follow me for my sake, you have to do it for Fushen Sword's sake, right?" A light flashed in Gong Qianjue's hand, and an indescribably beautiful sword appeared in his palm.
Fu Shen Sword!
That sword is none other than the supreme divine weapon of the eternal demon world - the Fushen Sword.
As soon as the Fu Shen Sword came out, the whole world became silent.
A pair of eyes that had never glanced at the Fu Shen Sword, but were always staring at Lan Shengxue, never moving an inch.
Lan Shengxue didn't dare to raise her head or look at Di Yunshang.
Because she knew that Di Yunshang must be very disappointed now.
"Blue Holy Snow."
"I'm here." Lan Shengxue's voice was weak, so small that she almost didn't dare to make a sound.
"What else is there to say?" Di Yunshang was uncharacteristically not roaring or making any violent moves.
He just asked like that, calm as water.
Saying such words is like talking about homely things.
Lan Shengxue lowered her head and said nothing.
"Sister Lan, tell the master that you were not the one who took away the Fushen Sword in the first place!
You weren't the one who handed the Fushen Sword to Gong Qianjue, were you?"
Lan Shengxue felt extremely worried when she heard Yaluo's words.
In fact...she did everything.
It was she who took the Fu Shen Sword.
She was also the one who handed the Fushen Sword to Gong Qianjue.
Yiran and Gui Mei both know this...
Her actions, in Di Yunshang's eyes, were a perfect acquiescence.
"Di Yunshang, I have my own reasons, I..."
"So you are so scheming!"
"How could I be so scheming?"
"In the Demon Palace, I sent the demon shadow out to find the Fu Shen Sword. You watched the whole process, but you never said that you were the one who took the Fu Shen Sword.
Even just now, the person who took the Fushen Sword was shown on the Sansheng Stone, but you didn't acknowledge it.
You clearly knew that I was looking for the Fu Shen Sword, so you just stood by and let me arrange everything.
At that time, you must be very proud that I didn't notice you, right?
You are like a controller, watching me jump in the palm of your hand, like a clown."
"No... Di Yunshang, I have never thought so."
"Lan Shengxue, you are really good at lying.
Your face and eyes are obviously as innocent as those of a child who doesn’t understand the world, but why are your thoughts so vicious?"
"Di Yunshang, in your heart, am I just a poisonous woman?"