Chapter 389 People with Fire Bloodline (2)
In the long and narrow phoenix eyes, a trace of obvious disdain flashed, making Nie Xiong's eyes flicker with murderous intent, and his hands were covered with a layer of blue light.
"So, did you admit what the surname Mu said just now?" Nie Xiong continued to press.
Han Caicai sneered, her eyes were full of mockery, and she said like a gift: "It's really stupid, I believe what others say."
"You're courting death!" Nie Xiong was furious, and was about to use his martial arts immediately.
However, he was stopped by the silent Patriarch Nie. His dark red eyes have been like this since his son died. The whole person looked gloomy and terrifying.
He stopped Nie Xiong, walked out, a pair of bloody eyes flicked across Han Caicai, then looked at Mu Qingge and asked, "What evidence do you have to prove that what you just said is true?" He is not sane, but It was because he missed the real murderer when he didn't want to avenge his son.
"Evidence?" Mu Qingge raised her lips and sneered, with a self-deprecating light in her eyes: "It was because I mistrusted the golden sign of Wanxiang Building that I was involved in this incident."
She looked at Han Caicai and asked loudly angrily: "Today, I also want to ask Young Master Han, I am just a stranger passing by Zhicheng, and I just went to your Vientiane Building to spend money to buy some information. Why did you drag me away?" Into this muddy water? You Vientiane Tower wants to dominate the city, so what does it have to do with me? Is this deceiving me as a foreigner with no one to rely on?"
Speaking of this, she shouted to the army of Zhicheng with great emotion: "Everyone, when did I say that the elixir is mine? When did I show up to express my opinion? I was just invited by Elder Dan of Wanxiang Building for no reason. After participating in an auction, I became the target of everyone's criticism. I was still thinking about how to solve this matter, but this Young Master Han came to the door and asked me to leave Pheasant City according to the route he arranged. I also left the forest. I understand that I am being used by others!"
Mu Qingge's expression was lifelike, as if he was the biggest sufferer in the whole incident.
Han Caicai watched her act without saying a word, as if she didn't pay attention to the group of people in Zhicheng.
Mu Qingge's subordinates were even more stunned. They didn't seem to know that their master was so talented in acting and had such a side.
"No! My son clearly saw Elder Dan enter your box to fetch the Nine-Life Turning Pill and trade it with me!" Just when everyone in Zhicheng was about to be impressed by Mu Qingge's acting skills, someone suddenly raised a question.
The person who spoke was naturally Zhu Li.
He still had a fresh memory of Mu Qingge, first he disdained her to be able to enter the auction of Vientiane Building, and then he was amazed by her appearance and temperament. Afterwards, he started a fierce contest with her to seize the alchemy. Although he won in the end, he also lost all his wealth.
Zhu Li's questioning made many people start to hesitate again.
A cold light flashed in the depths of Mu Qingge's clear eyes, revealing a sad expression, and laughed softly.
In that laughter, there seemed to be infinite grievances. "If it was my pill, would I still compete with you? I am also very curious. You obviously won, why Elder Dan did not enter your room, but mine. Then he quarreled in the room. If it’s something boring, he said goodbye and left. Even after the auction, he stopped me from leaving through the main entrance and asked me to take the secret path.”
This remark is extremely vague, but it makes people feel that it is closer to the truth.
Wouldn't it be more suspicious if all doubts were explained clearly?
"It's only now that I understand. It turns out that everything was calculated by someone for the purpose of being so dirty that no one can see it." After Mu Qingge finished speaking, she looked at Han Caicai with hatred in her clear eyes, and once again complained Behind the scenes.