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Chapter 695 Imprisonment ([-])

Jiuxing Mountain, the temple of the gods.

After Beitang brought Shen Xiaole back to the Temple of the Gods, he took her to Zixin's forbidden hall and locked her up.

The door was closed with a bang, and only Shen Xiaole was left in the empty hall.

She found a random step and sat down, holding her legs, looking at this solemn and simple hall, a wave of sarcasm spread in her heart.

Once upon a time, she looked up to the Temple of the Gods like everyone else.

Once upon a time, she was so grateful and admired Zixin when she looked at the aloof Zixin and Zixin who extended a helping hand to her.

In her world, both Wangyou and Zixin are classified as good people.

However, the reality is always so ironic, and it slapped her in the face fiercely.

Sanctimonious, dressed like a beast...

She finally understood the meaning of these two words.

In her whole life, she had never been sorry to anyone, but others refused to let her go.

Ever since she was a child, she had no friends, and the only friend she had close friends with, Wang Shu, is now in doubt about her life or death.

From Wangyu, to Wuzihan, to Wangyou, to Zixin, along the way, all she got was full of malice.

In the end, she only saw the selfishness and ugliness of human nature...

Shen Xiaole counted everyone, except her master...

Did his master really adopt her to use him as a cauldron?

Thinking of this, Shen Xiaole's heart trembled uncontrollably.

All the people she once trusted lied to her, lied to her, lied to her...

What about Master...

she does not know…

When Shen Xiaole thought of Master, the tip of her nose became sore, and tears flowed down her face involuntarily.

She is so sad, her heart hurts...

She would rather believe that her master hurt her only because he was possessed by a demon and couldn't control himself.

But... the successive betrayals and the successive ugliness have made her dare not trust anyone anymore...

"Master... why are you doing this to me?"

Shen Xiaole buried her head in her knees, her petite body trembling all the time, crying quietly.

Time passed little by little, and Shen Xiaole fell asleep unconsciously.

She was leaning against the pillar beside her, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked very distressed.

There was a sound of "squeak", someone pushed the door and came in.

Shen Xiaole slept lightly and was in a tense state all the time, not daring to be careless.

When someone came in, she woke up immediately.

I saw the well-dressed Zixin walking in from outside the hall.

"Xiao Le, are you okay?"

Shen Xiaole glanced at him and remained silent.

"You are very angry, aren't you? But let me tell you, it's useless to be angry. If it's in my hands, you won't be able to escape for the rest of your life!"

It can be seen that Zi Xin is in a good mood, probably he has cleaned up all the lingering sects, and now they are more than ten thousand.

Shen Xiaole still didn't speak, she didn't bother to talk to such a person.

Zixin sneered: "I think you still haven't realized your current situation and your own position, so I might as well tell you!"

Zixin's voice fell, and with the magic power in his hand, Shen Xiaole's body was lifted up and stayed in midair.

Shen Xiaole looked at Zixin indifferently, without a trace of fear on his face, and there was still a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Shen Xiaole's expression, Zixin was furious. He retracted his five fingers, and his magic power tightened Shen Xiaole's neck.

However, Shen Xiaole has not changed in any way!

She was pinched, shouldn't she be suffocated and struggling in pain?

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