Chapter 587 Is This True? !

use?

The seemingly amiable leader is a happy Shushan.

Is all this an illusion? !

The woman in red continued, "Seeing that your spiritual power is doubling day by day, Shushan is afraid that you will know his identity sooner or later, afraid that his purpose will be exposed, afraid that he will not be able to contain you, and also afraid that the world will despise them for adopting the demon prince and helping the evildoers, so he I can’t wait to hand you over to Qiu Shan, I want to throw this blame on Qiu Shan, but poor Mingyue Lord doesn’t know anything, the Shushan sect is really a bunch of shameless people!”

Jinglan couldn't believe that she was trapped in such a huge mystery.

The woman in red looked at him and saw that he looked confused. After a moment, she recovered her voice from the shock.

"My master... also knows?"

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I try every possible means to send you to Qiu Shan, even going as far as to stun you!"

The woman in red said so much, but none of it was as deadly as this last sentence.

Jinglan felt that his heart suddenly hit the bottom, and his body was shattered to pieces, making him unable to breathe freely.

how come…

How could the master be using him?

How could it be hidden from him for so long?

No! He doesn't believe it!

Even if Master didn't love him, he would never be so heartless!

Jinglan pushed the woman in red away with a palm and ran straight to Shushan.

It was night, the lights in Shushan were brightly lit, and it was still very lively, and the banquet was still going on.

At this time, there was suddenly a loud rumbling sound outside the hall, as if something had been split open.

Everyone put down their glasses, bowls and chopsticks and ran out to watch.

Under the moonlight, he saw a tall figure standing on the gravel.

The wind blew by, blowing up his ink robe, so that he would not be confused with the darkness.

Someone among them recognized the figure and shouted, "Isn't that Jinglan? Didn't the head of Shushan say that he had followed Mingyue Lord to Qiushan? Why did he come back again?"

Zhen Xi, who was standing in the crowd, changed her expression instantly.

But she saw that figure suddenly approaching, breaking through the crowd and coming to her, grabbing her arm and pulling her out without saying a word.

Everyone was in an uproar. Seeing Jing Lan holding a sharp blade in his hand, they did not dare to step forward easily. They could only watch all this with curiosity.

Zhen Xi raised her head and saw the man's eyes that seemed to have been broken into pieces, burning with raging anger in the dark night.

In his ears, his question came, "Master! Tell me if this is true!"

Zhen Xi thought he was asking about sending him to Qiu Shan in a coma.

She didn't want to be so mean, but she had to do it.

Now listening to his question, she didn't know how to answer.

As everyone knows, Zhen Xi's long silence is trampling on Jing Lan's remaining hope.

He held her shoulders, shook her hard, and asked angrily, "Master! Am I really the prince of the demon clan?! Tell me quickly, this is not true!"

What? !

Demon prince? !

Zhen Xi looked at the man in front of her in shock, even wondering if she had heard wrongly.

In fact, Zhen Xi did not know his true identity.

She did know that he had a special status, but she never thought that he would be the prince of the demon clan!

At this time, everyone's exclamations came from all around.

"What? The demon prince?"

"How could he be the demon prince?"

Only then did Zhen Xi realize that the various sects of immortals were still here. She immediately calmed down and directly reached out to cover his mouth, deliberately raising her voice and scolding him.

Okay, don’t worry, the past life is almost over~