Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

Wei Yan suddenly realized that Xinniao was killed by Xie Mian, from the very beginning it was he who slandered himself for killing Xinniao, not himself.

He was just a prey being played and applauded by Xie Mian.

Wei Yan's whole body trembled, uncontrollable anger soared from his chest to his forehead, and he was so angry that he stood up from the ground all of a sudden.

It's just that his legs were softened by Jiang Huaiyu earlier, and he couldn't stand up very well. He just stood up and sat down again, blushing and angry.

"Xie Mian is you! The Venerable is him!"

Jiang Huaiyu had never seen such a difficult person, and he still kept talking about Xinniao, trying to divert people's attention and not drive him out.

Jiang Huaiyu was about to say something.

The next moment, what Jiang Huaiyu didn't expect was that Xie Mian, who had been standing beside him quietly, suddenly appeared behind Wei Yan and picked up Wei Yan's collar.

The moment Xie Mian grabbed the collar, Wei Yan felt as if his throat was blocked by something, he couldn't speak, he could only make a sound of ho ho ho ho.

Then, he watched helplessly as he was dragged out of the palace by Xie Mian, a ruthless hunter.

Seeing this, Jiang Huaiyu quickly raised his feet to catch up, but saw Xie Mian pinching a magic spell and leading Wei Yan to disappear.

Xie Mian threw Wei Yan down the mountain gate, and soon came back with another magic formula.

Seeing Jiang Huaiyu standing at the gate of the hall, he bent his eyes and smiled.The blood was still wet, flowing down the forehead to the chin and dripping on the skirt, dyeing the black skirt even deeper.

Xie Mian walked towards Jiang Huaiyu with a smile, while walking, the silver-white palace bell jingled, very pleasant to the ear.

"Master, I think Senior Wei is too noisy, which affects your mood. So the disciple made his own decision, and asked Senior Wei to leave, and Master, please don't blame him."

Jiang Huaiyu felt that Xie Mian was purely revenge. Revenge on Wei Yan for throwing a vase at him earlier was not at all as nice as he said, but for the sake of not affecting his mood.

But Jiang Huaiyu didn't tell the truth.

"By the way, Qiankun bag, take it. This deity keeps what he says, and what is given to you is yours."

As Jiang Huaiyu said, he weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand, opened it, and was going to see how much was left in the Qiankun bag. If Wei Yan took some away, he would add some to Xie Mian, after all, Xie Mian had already given it to him before. .

Jiang Huaiyu was silent the moment he opened it.

There were actually only two pitiful spirit stones inside.

[How could this be? ! ]

[Am I so poor? ]