Chapter 1917: Explosion in the Face (7)

"What... Feiyan...you..." Zhulongdian's head was buzzing. It can be said that after Zhuge Yin's death, Zhulongdian's trust in Feiyan had reached an unprecedented level.

After Zhuge Yin died alive, the master of Zhuge Yin had already realized that the relationship between Zhuge Yin and Feiyan was extremely ambiguous. If he hadn't thought of marrying Xuesha Palace at the beginning, he would really have asked Zhuge Yin to marry him because of Feiyan's aptitude. After Zhuge Yin's death, Feiyan was filled with righteous indignation, and continued to launch a crusade against the Blood Evil Palace because of Zhuge Yin's death. All this made the trust of the master of Zhuge Yin in him more and more big.

But now, when the master of the Dragon Palace saw Feiyan, he suddenly realized...

I may have been fooled!

"Your Highness, you are already exhausted physically and mentally for the death of the young master. Now you have to take good care of yourself. If you are not brought up in one breath, you should pass by. Otherwise, my coming will be meaningless." Feiyan looked at Zhulong Diandian The Lord's face became more and more ugly, and his smile became brighter and brighter, but in the eyes that were curved up in that smile, there was a strong hatred shining.

The masters of the Yanmo Hall, the Resurrection Hall, the Xuantian Hall, and the Zilei Hall reacted exactly the same as the Dragon Hall masters. They couldn't believe that their most important disciples, She actually stood behind Jun Wuxie, and looking at the atmosphere between them, one could tell that they had known each other for a long time!

At this moment, the faces of the five hall masters were extremely ugly. Based on their experience, if they can no longer see that they have been fooled by these young people, then their lives are really in vain!

"Are you in the same group?" The master of the Dragon Palace gritted his teeth and stared at Fei Yandao.

Feiyan shrugged casually, "Yes."

"Aren't you sincerely loyal to my Dragon Palace?"

"That's right."

Every time the master of the Dragon Palace asked, he clenched his fists tightly.

"Then about my son's death, did you lie to me back then!!" The master of the Zhulong Palace was completely angry. Most of the things about Zhuge Yin's death were told by Feiyan and listened to him, because He Jinghong The news from the palace was the same, so he believed it to be true, and because of this, he hated Gu Ying deeply. Thinking about it now, if Feiyan hadn't always mentioned Zhuge Yin's tragic death in his ears, how could he have hated him so deeply?

A great fear hangs over the head of the head of the Dragon Palace. He is afraid, afraid that he will be fooled by Feiyan, and he will not be able to find out the real enemy of the son of killing.

Feiyan looked at the Master of the Dragon Palace with a smile, but at this moment he stopped talking.

"Your son was not killed by Gu Ying." Jun Wuxie suddenly said, looking at the master of the Dragon Palace indifferently.

"Who is that!" the Lord of the Dragon Palace roared.

Jun Wuxie raised her head slightly, pointed to her chest and said, "It's me."

The Lord of the Dragon Palace suddenly widened his eyes, the heavy blow made his footsteps sway, and he took two hurried steps back, holding on to the table so as not to let himself fall down.

"It's you!!" The master of the Dragon Palace gritted his teeth and stared at Jun Wuxie, at this moment the hatred and anger in his heart were intertwined.

Because of Zhuge Yin's death, he always believed that Gu Ying was responsible for it. In order to avenge his son, he tried his best to use up all the strength of the Dragon Palace, but all of this was a joke.

His son was not killed by Gu Ying at all!

Everything he did before, all the sacrifices made by Zhulongdian, were like a puppet, pulled by Jun Wuxie and Feiyan with invisible threads.