There is a resentment in my heart, I become a demon 3

He held a portrait tightly in his hand. The texture of the portrait was extremely special. Even after two or three days of friction, it still remained intact.

Above the portrait, there is a woman with her back turned, with no face in sight, only the aura of the king over the town.

Out of selfishness, she kept the portrait a secret.

Wushuang thought, as long as Nan Yuechen asked her after waking up, she would give it to him, but she didn't expect that after waking up, she wouldn't remember any portrait with Ben!

Furthermore, before leaving the room, he clearly heard Nan Yue Chen's murmur: It seems that something important is missing!

The important thing?

You don't need to think about it, but Nan Yuechen must be talking about that portrait!

But she can't remember, what she had before she passed out, and this is very important to him, that is, the woman in the portrait is very important to him!

How can she be!

Now that he didn't remember it, it was God's will, so he never mentioned a word about the portrait.

It was also from that moment on that Nan Yuechen's monthly full moon night would be like a knife, and all the doctor emperors of the Nanyang Kingdom concluded that they had been struck by Gu!

But today, this strange woman actually said: Is the teacher stabbed in the heart?

Ye Feng didn't think it was true, because she didn't even know it.

But Wushuang was really shocked, especially when I saw Nan Yuechen that he was on the verge of collapse ... I had to lean towards this knowledge!

And ... think of the person in Jiuyin's mouth.

Wushuang's mind subconsciously showed the woman in the portrait, he had a bad feeling:

The master who once saved her from water and fire, the master who taught her to trust Nanyang's prestige, is probably due to a portrait ...

And abandon it!

Wushuang did not know where this premonition came from, or why the first glance at Jiuyin resulted in great hatred.

Maybe it's Jiuyin's impulse ... she really does look like the person in that portrait!

"Master, don't listen to her nonsense, think about where you are now, she clearly wants to hurt you ..." Seeing Nan Yuechen gradually lose control, Wushuang is going crazy.

She now she is very, very scared, and if he is afraid of Jiuyin, she can cause Nan Yuechen to remember that portrait!

Seeing Nan Yuechen losing her mind more and more, Wushuang roared at Jiuyin in hatred: "Demon girl, you must have moved something ..."

Listen to the words they say they are meticulous.

Jiuyin seemed to be a stranger, his expressionless face, his indifferent expression, he didn't even look at Wushuang.

Those unwavering eyes gazed at Nan Yuechen, coldly observing her repressed violence from her from the beginning to the complete loss of control now!

Looking at the animated lives, they all died at her hands because they couldn't dodge them.

The night wind blows!

These are the masters that can be cultivated with how much money? But in the end, they all died at the hands of their masters.

Is there anything more bitter than this in the world?

Ye Feng looked at Jiuyin, but saw her slowly curve the corners of her mouth, looking into her master's eyes, filled with piercing smiles.

Her breathless voice rang out again: "How did you hurt him in the first place? Let him ignore any affections and want you to go to hell?"

"She was also on the night of the full moon, did she take a sword and pierce your chest mercilessly?"

"So ... what do you regret? He's gone, what do you regret?"

She word for word, she whispers softly.

This sound was like a magic sound, desperately hitting Nan Yuechen's police defense line, rendering him unable to avoid collapse and despair.