Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiao Yang did not name him, but Lu Ke understood something and his heart trembled slightly: "Is the person you are talking about Yuan Mingqi? So everything you do now and the killings you commit are to avenge him?"

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he secretly swallowed the black blood in his throat. He was already defeated.

"Uncle Lu!" Huangfu Yan and Chu Lianjue saw this and quickly came up to help Lu Ke deal with Jiao Yang.

The people who were once the closest to each other are now finally facing each other with swords. The two teenagers couldn't tell what they were feeling.

"I said, it's not revenge," Jiaoyang's mouth twitched slightly, "It's just that after hearing some of his stories, I had an unfulfilled wish with him. It's just that his life and death are unknown now, so I can't stay. I came down to wait for him. So I was in a very unhappy mood and had no choice but to take it out on you, the culprits."

She shrugged.

"Jiaoyang." Huangfuyan said with tears on his face, "Can it be that so many of us, including the deceased Uncle Sheng and your sister, combined, are not as good as one Yuan Mingqi? Those are your closest relatives. , they are so good to you. Even if the world treats you unfairly, they are your closest relatives after all. And I, you are my only relative in this world. How can you do this?"

Or is it that something erased her memory when she joined the Demon Cult? But this shouldn’t be the case. If so, how could she still remember that he was her cousin when she reunited with him.

Chu Lianjue lowered his head. The cynical young man in the past seemed a little abnormal now. He never said a word. Her jet-black hair was flowing, and her pale and thin face was becoming more and more slumped at the moment. Her cheeks were slightly sunken, and she was extremely thin.

"Indeed, my father and sister. They are very good to me."

Jiaoyang lowered her head and squinted her eyes slightly, as if following his words, she recalled some distant memories. She has really stayed in this world for too long.

"Even though nearly five years have passed, I can hardly remember what they looked like, what they said, and what they did, but I still vaguely feel that they should be very nice to me. For a person like me , it should be very difficult for me to remember someone’s goodness.”

She scoffed lightly, "So I always knew they were good."

"Then why."

"Because they are good to me, I can't tell who they are good to."

Jiaoyang lowered his head and looked at his hand holding the folding fan, which was soaked with fresh, scarlet blood: "Is it the Sheng Jiaoyang of the past or the Sheng Jiaoyang of today? This question... They are already dead, there is no Someone can give me the answer.”

"What do you mean? What's the difference between now and before? You will always be their daughter." Huangfu Yan was slightly stunned.

Lu Ke protected his heart with his hands and looked at Jiaoyang.

".No," she shook her head, "it's different."

"Even if they know everything, they still love the current Sheng Jiaoyang from the bottom of their hearts. What about Yi Fuling? Facing the current Yi Fuling who kills without blinking an eye, what will they do? They will choose to be consistent. Protect me, or do you, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, choose to kill your relatives for justice?"

Jiaoyang's smile became brighter, "This is still unknown, I can't judge their choice. But I can be sure that that man will always be by my side, no matter who I am, whether I am Sheng Jiaoyang or Yi Fuling, no matter I am good or bad, black or white."