Chapter 1186 You Give Me Back Xiaoai

"who I am?"

"You are a villain, and even more a sinner. Even if you die, you will not be able to make up for the crimes you committed. Your crimes are not even qualified to repent!"

Nie Jiuque was agitated and roared loudly at him.

"...What the hell do you mean?"

Nie Jiuque grabbed Jun Moyan by the collar and approached him with a full of hostility.

"What do you mean? Let me tell you, Jun Moyan, that you and Xiaoai will never be possible. You owe her, and you owe me even more. Remember, you are a sinner. Anyone in this world can say they love her, but you are not qualified." !"

Neither Jun Moyan nor the other person Ace could understand Nie Jiuque's accusation.

But looking at Nie Jiuque's hateful eyes, Jun Moyan's body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his heart began to panic for no reason.

Nie Jiuque's eyes told him that he was guilty.

And this crime that he doesn't know at all may implicate Xiao Ai.

When he thought of what he might have done to Xiao Ai in his previous life, fear and panic grew in his heart.

"...What are you talking about? What do you mean? Tell me clearly? Who am I? What do I owe Xiaoai? What do I owe you?!"

After venting, Nie Jiuque calmed down, and his scarlet eyes regained clarity.

He looked at Jun Moyan's face in front of him, suppressed the killing intent of hatred, and finally let go of the hand that was holding his collar.

"Stop dreaming about unrealistic things, protect your life, and save it for redemption."

Nie Jiuque dropped these words and disappeared in front of Jun Moyan and Ace.

The phrase "unrealistic" refers to Wen Xiaoai.

Whether it's Ying'er or Xiao Ai, it's all his Nie Jiuque's.

Jun Moyan's delusion is only aggravating his own crime.

"Come back, come back to me! Make it clear."

"Give Xiaoai back to me."

"give me back!"

Jun Moyan looked around like crazy, but Nie Jiuque had already disappeared without a trace.

"Calm down."

Ace firmly grabbed Jun Moyan's shoulder...

——

In the dark woods, a black figure quickly passed by.

A bloody hand propped itself up against the tree trunk.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out, Feng Liyan covered his chest with one hand, and propped up the tree trunk with the other, barely steadying his precarious body.

And the hand he was holding on to the tree trunk was impressively holding a black mask.

The chin of the mask was still dripping with blood.

Feng Liyan's pale face was covered with cold sweat.

He tilted his body, leaned against the tree trunk, and slowly sat down.

He has a serious obsession with cleanliness, so he can't care about being clean at the moment.

I can only try to ignore the uncleanness under my body.

The mask fell from his hand to the ground.

Feng Liyan took out a small porcelain bottle from his body, took two pills, and the messy breath gradually calmed down.

He leaned against the tree trunk with the back of his head, looking at the dark front, slightly lost in thought.

Was he right or wrong in doing so?

Feng Liyan actually understood in his heart that he should consider the overall situation.

He shouldn't have saved Jun Moyan, but...

Jun Moyan, I will only save you this time, just for the little princess and Bai Yi.

The next time, when you die in front of me, I will definitely not bother.

Feng Liyan only hoped that his private actions would not cause bigger mistakes.

——

"Hmm..." Wen Xiaoai woke up from a drowsy sleep under a Ziqiong tree.

Rubbing his eyes and sitting up, he saw Nie Jiuque, who was dressed in a black robe, came back at some point, and was sitting beside her, meditating and adjusting his breath.

Wen Xiaoai, with a good nose, smelled a faint smell of blood.