"Shen Nanxian..." As expected of Feng Wuji, even though he was seriously injured and in pain, he could still grit his teeth and not cry out. He looked at Shen Nanxian sarcastically and said, "Do you really believe what he said?"
"I don't believe my young master's words, should I still believe yours?" Shen Nanxian held the beauty in his arms, not to mention how happy he was. He was tall and tall, with gentle eyebrows and a smile on his lips. Reminiscent of a fairy under the moon.
It also made Feng Wuji more and more embarrassed at this time.
Feng Wuji supported the wall and stood up slowly, his face was still dripping with blood, he could feel, needless to say, just from Su Mu's performance just now, he could guess that his current appearance must be It was extremely miserable and horrifying. He moved the corners of his mouth, numb from the pain, "I don't know... If outsiders know that the young owner of Shenjiazhuang has the habit of Longyang, what kind of uproar will it cause?"
"Hello!" Su Mu turned around and was about to say something, but Shen Nanxian held her hand and shook her head lightly. In my arms, this appearance is really cute.
Shen Nanxian smiled gently, "You can try to tell outsiders about this, I have no objection."
Over the past few years, Shen Nanxian has been a perfect gentleman in the hearts of the outside world. In the hearts of outsiders, his reputation has been deeply ingrained. Even children who have just learned Chinese know how to say "Master Shao, a good man".
It is impossible to give him a headache through gossip.
Feng Wuji naturally also knows this truth, no one is perfect, he has always believed in this sentence, different from Lu Wushou's intuition, Feng Wuji is because he has lived in an environment of intrigue since he was a child, just like his master ... His master looks so perfect, but there is so much cruelty behind his back.
Therefore, Feng Wuji never felt that Shen Nanxian was a person with no flaws, great righteousness, and no desires like others. The more perfect he was, the more things he had to hide.
Feng Wuji knew that bad luck and bad luck would come, but he would not kneel down and beg for mercy. Rather than lowering his posture and begging to survive, it was more suitable for him to fight to the death. He stood up straight and said: "Shen Nanxian, today I fell You Shenjiazhuang, I was careless, but I will not just like this... "
"You go."
Shen Nanxian suddenly interrupted Feng Wuji's words, and there was a stalk in Feng Wuji's throat, and the tragic mood he had already brewed immediately disappeared without a trace, and he asked: "What did you say?"
"God, what are you talking about!?" It was Su Mu who raised his head.
Shen Nanxian raised his hand to gently caress Su Mu's face, smiled slightly, and said to Feng Wuji: "I let you leave only because there are still people who don't want you to die."
"What do you mean?" Feng Wuji only felt something was wrong.
Shen Nanxian just laughed, "The Devil's Cult cannot be left alone for a day. In this world, there is righteousness because of evil, just as there is evil only when there is righteousness. Even if the Devil's Cult is destroyed, a new Devil's Cult will usher in. Compared with Let a new power grow, it is better to let a demon sect that knows itself and the enemy continue to survive, so as to balance the power in the rivers and lakes."
Feng Wuji concealed the shock in his heart, "You want to plot against the whole world?"
"That's what I wanted." The corners of Shen Nanxian's eyes were slightly curved, and his thin lips were smiling, "It's just that I've changed my mind now. I'm no longer interested in things like plotting the world."