"Do you know why your senior brothers shirk the post of head?" Zi Xi asked flatly. (www>

Fang Ruo was silent for a moment, lowered his head and said softly: "I know." The person who invited the head of Yuxu Sect was the leader of the Demon Cult. There are many murders.

"Why don't you shirk?" Zixi asked again.He is the one who has the most reason to shirk. He is young and suffers from eye disease.

Fang Ruo replied quietly: "Someone must come to the banquet." Otherwise, more people will die.

Zixi seemed to have heard the child's unspoken innermost thoughts.She suddenly discovered that she had become an out-and-out villain from nowhere, indiscriminate and acted only on the basis of her mood. [

"Have you ever killed someone?" Zixi turned her head and looked at the ice coffin in front of the chief seat. The translucent red hijab covered her eyes, making everything she saw bloody.She didn't understand why she asked this child these unnecessary words, maybe she was getting more and more free-wheeling, just trying to be happy for a while.

"No." Fang Ruo replied obediently.

Zixi didn't ask any more questions, and started walking along the red carpet, stopping before the stone steps leading to the main seat.She raised her head and looked up at the man sitting cross-legged in front of the ice coffin. The man also looked at him. His eyes were hazy after drunkenness. His whole body was dilapidated and dirty. His unkempt hair covered half of his face. With a face, it is almost impossible to recognize who he is.

However, that man never needed to recognize his face. Zixi had known him for so many years and had never really seen his face. She only recognized his figure and the wine gourd that never left her body.

Drunk all day long, full of alcohol, and swaying steps, for so many years, he has always looked decadent and dying. Drinking, disappearing, and pretending to be dead are things he has been repeating all these years.

Zixi was about to ask him something.

suddenly!

A white shadow quickly jumped out from the crowd, and with a flash of white light, it rushed straight to the vital point behind Zi Xi.

Most people in Xuanming Sect saw a man holding a sharp dagger, aiming at the seemingly defenseless Zixi.Any one of them could stop that man from assassinating Zixi just by raising their hands, but they all chose to stand on the sidelines. According to the rules of Xuanming Sect, they have no obligation to save the leader.

The decent factions in Jianghu also clearly saw that the man who assassinated Zixi was Yun Zhi, the young master of the Yun Family in Yunzhong City. It was impossible for the decent factions to save Zixi. It's just hitting a stone with an egg, it's just going to die.

Yun Zhi underestimated Zi Xi too much, or he didn't know what he was doing at all.

Zixi's vigilance is like a wild beast, seemingly flat, but in fact she is always on guard against her surroundings.Zixi didn't bother to turn her head to see who was going to assassinate her, she stretched out her right hand from her wide sleeve, turned her wrist, pushed out her palm, and shot out a life-destroying true energy.

Yunzhi couldn't get close to Zixi, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily backwards.

The people around hurriedly retreated to avoid touching the unlucky Yunzhi.

Zixi didn't dodge, and let the blood spurted by Yunzhi splash on her hands and her wedding dress.Turning her head slightly, she glanced at Yun Zhi who was killed on the spot, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart, not because of Yun Zhi's death, but because of another life on her hands, no matter how much she washed her hands, she couldn't wash them clean .

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