Chapter 1730: Distrust (6)

"That's someone from Shadow Moon Palace. We have never had contact with Shadow Moon Palace. What are you doing with her?" Gu Xinyan frowned slightly, looking at Gu Ying. Gu Xinyan was a little shocked by the scene just now, so gentle She had never seen the expression on Gu Ying's face before, such a strange expression made her feel terrified.

What kind of temperament Gu Ying is, she is very clear, there is a cruel bloodthirsty in his bones, this sudden change will not surprise Gu Xinyan, it will only surprise her that Gu Ying has ulterior motives .

Gu Ying narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Xinyan who was extremely wary of him. He leaned forward slightly, looked at Gu Xinyan and said, "Why? When you see a woman you like, can't you pursue her?"

When Gu Ying said this, his tone was full of casualness, without any seriousness at all.

Gu Xinyan didn't believe Gu Ying's words at all. When had Gu Ying never seen a woman like Zijin? Among those people, the lucky ones could survive the infatuation, while some became the targets of Gu Ying's killing intent.

If Gu Ying can like Zijin, it will be a big joke!

"The Shadow Moon Palace had a conflict with the Zhulong Palace not long ago. I hope you can understand that we shouldn't provoke too much right and wrong in Jinghong Palace. People from Yanmo Palace have been watching. If there is anything wrong, you I can't afford it." Gu Xinyan took a deep breath, Gu Ying is an extremely dangerous person to anyone.

Gu Ying raised her eyebrows and looked at the serious Gu Xinyan.

"I still haven't grown up, I still like to talk about that old guy so much, my little princess, you are really a child who can't grow up." Gu Ying looked at Gu Xinyan with a smile, and his tone was full of mockery meaning.

Gu Xinyan's face turned pale, and her body suddenly froze in place.

Gu Ying had had enough teasing, she no longer looked at Gu Xinyan, but walked slowly past Gu Xinyan with a fearsome smile.

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Because people were almost killed in the arena before, Jinghong Palace no longer dared to use the arena to distract the disciples of the Twelfth Hall. They could only work hard to send more people to conduct inspections. The only thing they could do was to give these bloody Fang Gang's teenagers arranged some idle activities, but unfortunately, those activities of viewing flowers and swimming in the lake could not attract the attention of these teenagers. They chose to stay in their own rooms and analyze the current situation with their companions.

Jinghong Hall felt helpless in this situation, they could only secretly pray that the ten days would pass sooner, so that they could send this group of plague gods away as soon as possible.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the person who felt the most difficult was not others, but the once frivolous and arrogant Zhuge Yin. After the incident in the ring, no matter where Zhuge Yin walked, he would find other people's unfriendly eyes. The defensive eyes made Zhuge Yin feel extremely irritable.

Zhuge Yin didn't want to go to Jinghong Palace's arrangement at all, but for sitting in the room, and after suffering such a big loss, Zhuge Yin really felt like sitting on pins and needles, and his days were like years, even those disciples of Zhulong Palace tried their best to think To make Zhuge Yin happy, Zhuge Yin's expression became more and more gloomy.

After a day or two, she couldn't take it anymore, stayed in the room and walked up and down irritably, Feiyan sat calmly at the side and peeled the oranges, secretly admiring Zhuge Yin's deflated Yuzu.

"Little Lord!"

A young man from Jinghong Palace rushed in in a panic.