Xia Yiqian and Huo Linxiao both knew that Kong Yanqing knew about the affair between Huo Lintong's boyfriend and Zhiqin.
Now, when I heard Kong Yanqing say this, I subconsciously thought that he was talking about Huo Lintong's boyfriend having bad intentions towards her and wanting to take her kidney.
Xia Yiqian shook her head and pointed at Zhiqin, "You should know her, right?
I remember you were very kind to his mother when you were in the back mountain."
After hearing what Xia Yiqian said, Zhiqin became even more tense, wishing every nerve in her body could be stretched straight. Despair flashed through her heart, but she couldn't tell anyone present about the despair in her heart.
Kong Yanqing always felt that what Xia Yiqian said had a hidden meaning, and looked at her with a gloomy look.
"It's not that I have a good relationship with his mother, but because I am too beautiful, her mother pursued me unilaterally."
There was a strange expression on Xia Yiqian's face, and when she looked at Kong Yanqing's expression, it was even more difficult to describe.
"I still don't understand why birds think fatter is better looking.
Because fat tastes better? "
Kong Yanqing: ...
Kong Yanqing looked at Xia Yiqian with disgust and asked, "What kind of lewd words are you talking about?
Being fat is the core competitiveness of birds when courting mates, right?
Xia Yiqian: "What kind of core competitiveness is this?"
Kong Yanqing thought for a moment and said confidently, "Even in times of disaster, I won't starve to death if I follow him."
Everyone present: ...
Xia Yiqian had nothing to say about this and never wanted to talk about the unpleasant topic of being fat, which was the core competitiveness of birds in courtship.
He completely ignored Kong Yanqing and his gaze fell on Zhiqin, who was sweating profusely.
She was a little puzzled. She hadn't done anything yet, so why was this guy so scared?
It's so useless!
"Go on, tell me what your mother said to you and who did it."
Zhiqin stopped chattering and answered whatever Xia Yiqian asked, wanting only to survive.
She was now extremely tense, standing stiffly in place, her face pale and her lips trembling.
He wanted to glance at Kong Yanqing, but inexplicably he held himself back.
"Can I not answer this question?
I promise you that I will keep the answer to this question firmly in my heart and will never tell anyone else in my life.
Please let me go!"
When he asked, he looked at Xia Yiqian, but he knew in his heart that she was asking about someone else.
Xia Yiqian: ...
She wanted to know the truth, who painted Qingyun Guanmanmen, not that she wanted her to keep the secret for the murderer.
Is there something wrong with this pheasant spirit's ability to understand?
He replied expressionlessly, "Do you think I will agree?"
Zhiqin's already pale and bloodless face became even paler. Although she was not dead yet, her face had turned into the pale color of a dead person.
She gave a very miserable smile, "Can't you really give me a chance?"
This time her gaze was truly fixed on Kong Yanqing, her eyes filled with pleading.
Kong Yanqing's expression was very innocent. "Just tell me what you know. Why are you looking at me?"
Then, as if out of good intentions, he reminded her, "Just tell me what you know. What's the point of hiding it for them? Don't do anything you'll regret."
When Zhiqin heard his words, her heart sank.
She looked at Xia Yiqian with a flattering smile, "I am different from a big demon like you. The fate of small demons like us has never been in our own hands.
If possible, I also want to cultivate into a great demon.
But the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has dissipated, and I have already lost such an opportunity. Even if my physique is still good, I have no qualifications to ascend.
I can't accept it!
But rather than having my soul scattered, I still want to keep my soul in this world and have a chance to be reincarnated."
As she spoke, a flame suddenly ignited on her body, and she instantly combusted, turning into a pile of ash in the blink of an eye.
"Ah!" Huo Lintong and her boyfriend screamed in fright.
Xia Yiqian realized that she wanted to destroy herself, and it was too late to stop her. She only heard Zhiqin's shallow words, "Don't look for it anymore. You can't find it, and you will never find it..."
Xia Yiqian: ...
The pheasant harp suddenly caught fire and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, which scared everyone present.
Several people looked at the black ash on the ground in disbelief.
Huo Lintong covered her mouth tightly and said in a trembling voice: "She, she burned herself to death?"
Xia Yiqian looked at the ashes on the ground with a complicated look, which were almost burnt to nothing, and pursed her lips.
"Well, the demon fire burns itself to ashes. This is a way for the demon to die in order to preserve its soul."
But even if the other party didn't tell the truth, she had no intention of killing her in the middle of the night.
How terrifying must the people who massacred Qingyun Temple be to terrify her to the point that she would rather die than even reveal their names?
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