When Huang Punuoxi heard this, the corners of her thin lips curled up slightly, with a faint smile on her lips. She said softly, "Are you talking about the person behind the establishment of the Juesha Sect?"

Killing intent appeared in Nunchen Yiming's eyes, and he said without denying, "Yes---"

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have retired from the world and lived a life of escape for so many years.

The man was determined to find him, but he didn't know what that man was going to do.

After many pursuits and many escapes, I didn't have any hatred at first, but I gradually developed hatred.[

Huang Punuoxi's lowered eyes flickered slightly, and her thick dark eyelashes were like the wings of a black butterfly, trembling slightly. She heard the hatred in his tone, and she said softly, "I originally thought it was poisonous.

The king is a person who is isolated from the world and has a calm demeanor. I never expected that the Poison King actually has people he hates."

The breeze blows, the willow branches sway, and the faint fragrance of flowers floats in the air, which is so refreshing and refreshing.

"Hate him?" Nian Chenyi raised his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a trace of anger in his eyebrows. He did not deny it, "I hate him. Without his pursuit, I, a famous Poison King, would not have disappeared from this continent.

So long."

Thinking of these, the hatred in my heart deepened, and my eyes suddenly became sinister and unobstructed, like eyes trained from the eighteenth level of hell, so gloomy and cool.

Huang Punuoxi narrowed her eyes slightly, and a lazy light refracted out. Her tone was very indifferent, "That's it!" Her slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, as if she thought of something, she asked quietly, "Then

Why? People from the Juesha Sect want to hunt you down? What grudges do you have against them?"

She didn't understand! Did someone buy his head?

Or does he have an ulterior secret?

Therefore, for so many years, people from the Juesha Sect have been non-stop looking for the long-lost Wan Chenyi.

Nian Chenyi's eyes darkened, and there was a raging hatred in his eyes that lingered. His voice felt as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth, "They want my blood!"

Huang Punuoxi couldn't help but smile. She slowly stood up from the soft sofa chair, turned around, and her eyes fell lightly on Wan Chenyi's old face. Her face behind the golden mask was as cold as ice, with a hint of frost.

There was a hint of ridicule on her face, and there was a hint of disbelief in her soft voice, "Blood?"

Wan Chenyi saw her slightly mocking eyes, the flash of anger in his eyes was replaced by soft light, and his old voice had his own proud tone, "Apprentice, you don't know this.

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Huang Punuoxi faintly withdrew her gaze and looked to the side. The mountain water rushing down the rockery flowed into the shallow mountain stream below the rockery. The clear mountain water glowed under the soft and warm golden sunlight.

There was a faint layer of light, looking at such a clear landscape, her voice seemed as light as clear water, clear and translucent, "I don't know!"

Wan Chenyi raised his reddish lips proudly like a child, staring closely at Huang Punuoxi's every move. He asked softly, "Do you want to know?"

The corners of Huang Punuoxi's mouth curved, almost in a cold arc, a light flashed in her eyes, and there was an obvious tone of disinterest in her voice, "I don't want to know!"

Don't think she doesn't know what he wants to say next?
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