The moment Feng Sujin saw Nalan Yunqing, she was shocked at first.
Because she didn't expect to see Nalan Yunqing here again.
When she first came to Hezong City, she had seen Nalan Yunqing, but at that time she was in a hurry to enter the Canxue Building and save her mother.
So there was no time to settle the accounts with Nalan Yun.
But not now, now she has time.
She almost forgot about Nalan Yunqing. This time, he came out by himself.
Then, the new and old accounts will be settled together.
After experiencing so many things, Feng Sujin is no longer a soft-hearted person.
Being kind-hearted and kind to your enemies is cruelty to yourself.
She still has to enter the second level, rescue her biological mother, and face the Feng family again.
She would never allow herself to be cowardly.
Feng Sujin looked at Nalan Yunqing, a cold light burst out from her eyes, piercing Nalan Yunqing like a sharp sword.
Feng Sujin looked at Nalan Yunqing as if she were an enemy.
His eyes were fierce and cold, like a cold blade drawn out of its sheath, without a trace of warmth.
Feng Sujin's current ability is incomparable, so looking at people with such eyes will really make people feel as cold as ice and snow.
Because to this day, Feng Sujin can't forget the way Jun Jingrou died.
Jun Jingrou blocked the gun for her. If not, Jun Jingrou would still be alive.
What a pure and lovely girl she was. She was only sixteen years old and looked like a flower.
Although she has a heart disease, if she doesn't die and takes good care of herself, she may be able to live for a long time.
The scene that day actually lingered in her mind many times afterwards.
Looking at the moat, Jun Jingrou blocked the gun for her and then fell down.
She was smiling, but her eyes were so reluctant.
She also calls her sister.
Thinking of that time, Feng Sujin felt very sad and blamed herself.
Her eyes almost turned red.
She still remembered the coffin she saw in the ancient tomb of the Wu clan, with Jun Jingrou inside. Her mood at that time could not be described.
But it was only for a moment, and she didn't know whether it was true or false.
She even thought it was a hallucination caused by her feeling guilty about Jun Jingrou.
Nalan Yunqing looked at the cold light in Feng Sujin's eyes, feeling bitter in his heart.
He wanted to say that he was not the one who fired the shot on the moat.
At that time, his head hurt, as if he was controlled by something.
When he woke up, he didn't know how the gun got into his hands.
He later recalled countless times that the one closest to him on the moat was Feng Xinjing.
He suspected that the woman had put the gun in his hand.
But he had no evidence and could not discern for himself.
And he also knew that now he had no credibility in Feng Sujin's heart.
Feng Sujin wouldn't believe anything he said.
He thought Feng Sujin was dead before, so he had no other intention of going to Feng Xinjing to prove anything. The only thing he wanted to do was to save Feng Sujin.
When he knew that Feng Sujin was alive a few days ago, he sent people to the imperial capital to find Feng Xinjing, but he learned that Feng Xinjing was dead and died in the palace formation activated by his aunt.
So now Nalan Yunqing, facing Feng Sujin's murderous and cold eyes, could not say anything.
In fact, it’s useless to say anything!
He couldn't help Feng Sujin.
Even if there was no moat issue, Xia Sixuan had used his name to harm Feng Sujin many times.
Therefore, he could only bear such murderous intent.