Chapter 175 Who is crazy
Yan Hui flew out of the way and stood in front of them. He waved his right hand and Jing Hongying was in his hand. The kyanite on the sword spike flickered, and a faint blue light flashed across the dark night.
Only then did Nian Jinshu discover that the sword tassel on Jinghongying was still there. It was a gift she gave him when she was young. Yan Hui clearly said that it had been lost.
Yan Hui's eyes were blood red, and Jinghongying screamed in the dark night. He looked at Nian Jun Yao and said word by word, "Brother, this is my family matter, please leave!"
"Jinshu is my sister."
"Nian Jinshu is my wife!"
The two men faced off, neither one willing to give in.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada.
Xue Lan asked, "Yan Hui, my eldest brother wants to take people away, can you still stop him with your sword?"
Yan Hui said with a cold face, "You guys give it a try!"
Feng Liangzheng rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Calm down."
The whole night was filled with the same hatred of the enemy, and they read the New Year Book with righteous indignation.
Chu Yingge covered her mouth and cried, "Sister, please say something, this is not your original intention, is it? You were just controlled by the demonic energy just now, it is not your fault, is it?"
Such a big thing happens all day long, and it has already attracted a group of onlookers.
"There is still the fragrance of Hualien in the air. The poison in Hualien is unique to Wanping City, and the output is very small. If it hadn't been for Hualien, Miss Jinshu probably wouldn't have been able to kill Master Yanmen and his wife." Someone raised an objection.
Nianjun Yao had long smelled the lingering smell of Hualien in the air, so he wanted to take the Nianjin Book away!
"I killed him." Nian Jinshu admitted the crime and walked out from behind Nian Jun Yao.
"Jin Shu!" Nian Jun Yao shouted.
Nian Jinshu, however, went her own way, as she always gave people the impression that it was her who did it. She never denied it. Yan Hui's hand holding the sword trembled. He was heartbroken. Jing Hongying pointed at Nian Jinshu and said, "Why?"
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Others were talking a lot.
"Has Nian Jinshu lost his mind and gone crazy? Why did he kill someone?"
"She used Hualien to kill people. She had planned it for a long time. It was so vicious."
"Could it be that Master Yan and his wife coveted her Resurrection Bell, and she killed her?" Some people have a conspiracy theory. Nian Jinshu's Resurrection Bell is a treasure, and everyone wants it!
"Yes, it's so vicious. Nian Jinshu and Yan Hui have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. The head of Yanmen and his wife treat her as if they were their own children. How could she do it?"
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This is the first time that Nian Jinshu was pointed at by Yan Hui's startling shadow.
Even if they killed each other in the previous life, he never touched Jing Hongying.
"They were possessed and wanted to kill me, so I killed her."
As soon as Nian Jinshu's words came out, there was an uproar.
"Impossible!" Yan Hui categorically objected. How could his parents fall into demons?
The disciples of Buyedu were angered.
"Young Master, if you kill someone, you must seek justice for the sect master and his wife."
"Seeking justice for the master and his wife!"
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The crowd was furious all night long. The corpses of Master Yan and his wife lay cold on the ground, stained with blood. Yan Hui listened desperately to the voices of his disciples, Ah Jin...
Ah Jin, why?
Fallen into a demon?
How could dad and mom become possessed by demons?
She lied!
Yan Hui tightened his grip on Jinghong Ying and gritted his teeth and said, "Come here, lock the young lady in Jinghong Courtyard. No one is allowed in or out without my order!"
"yes!"
Nian Jun Yao wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Nian Jinshu.
"Brother, don't worry!"
Late at night, in the mourning hall.
Yan Hui was dressed in plain clothes, kneeling on the futon, with empty eyes. He lost his father and mother overnight, and was killed by his favorite wife. The whole immortal sect was talking about it.
Chapter completed!