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"...because of enmity?"

Mo Ran was speechless for a moment, thinking that only Xue Meng could say this.

He suddenly felt envious. He felt that although Xue Meng was already in his twenties, sometimes he still thought simply like a child - "like a child" is a very subtle description, because the most obvious characteristic of a child is innocence. , simple and straightforward, but it also means that a person has not grown up, is immature, and is careless.

But for Mo Ran, he felt that after living for twenty years, his eyes were still extremely clean when looking at this mortal world. This was a miracle.

He looked at the miracle in front of him, and then said with a wry smile:

"Where does all this hatred come from?"

"The Confucianism Sect has revealed so many things about the world of spiritual cultivation..."

"That was Xu Shuanglin's shaking. How much does it have to do with Nangong Si?" Mo Ran said, "What's more, wasn't Nangong Si one of the most injured people when he shook off the secrets? He learned that his mother was Buried by his father's own hands, he was not the instigator at all, but a victim, a victim."

Xue Meng opened his mouth to say something, but Mo Ran remained silent, waiting for him to say, but Xue Meng just opened his mouth for a long time, and then closed it angrily.

He didn't know how to retort.

After a long while, he reluctantly asked: "Then why do you think it is?"

"First, watch the fun." Mo Ran said, "Everyone is too late to feel excited about the Confucianism Sect. Bullying a young man in trouble is far more satisfying than bullying a little beggar."

This is the same as Xue Meng in the previous life. What kind of ostracism did the Phoenix Child suffer after the disaster?

Xue Meng didn't know, but Mo Ran knew it.

In order not to offend the Immortal Emperor, no sect was willing to take him in, and no sect was willing to cooperate with him. He traveled all over the world, begging all the sects, hoping to take advantage of Mo Ran before he did something more crazy. They worked together to overthrow his regime.

That was the first year of Mo Ran's succession.

Xue Meng ran for nine years and lobbied for nine years, but no one listened to him. In the end, the only one who was willing to give him a place to stay was Kunlun Taxue Palace, and the only one who was willing to help him with all his strength was Mei Hanxue.

Mo Ran is glad that Xue Meng no longer has to suffer this humiliation in this life.

Xue Meng didn't realize it and asked: "What about the second one?"

"The second thing is that you think you are doing justice for heaven."

"How do you say this?"

"Do you know what Tianyin Pavilion, the descendant of our gods, will do when dealing with repeat offenders in the world of cultivation?"

"Let's show it to the public. Let's hang it for three days and three nights first." Xue Meng muttered, "You ask me what I am doing. It's not like you haven't seen it before. When you first came to the top of life and death, there was a serious criminal. The death penalty was imposed. Dad was going to the public trial there. Didn't you and I follow him? You also watched the execution, but you were really timid at that time. After watching it, you were so frightened that you developed a high fever. It lasted four or five days. It will fade away..."

Mo Ran smiled and said after a while: "No way, that was the first time I saw a living soul digging."

"What are you afraid of? No one will come to dig out your spiritual core."

Mo Ran said: "The world is unpredictable."

Xue Meng was a little stunned, and raised his hand to explore Mo Ran's forehead: "I don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

"I just dreamed about it. I dreamed that someone's sword pierced the heart. If it were missed by a few inches, the heart and spiritual core would be destroyed."

"..." Xue Meng was speechless, waving his hands and saying, "Come on, although you are quite annoying, you are my cousin after all. If anyone wants to dig your spiritual core, I will be the first to be rude to him."

The ink burned and smiled, the dark eyes were bottomless, there was light and shadow inside, the light and shadow shook, and there were thousands of thoughts.

Why did he mention the past incident in Xue Meng Tianyin Pavilion?

Maybe Xue Meng didn't notice at all, but those faces left a strong reflection in Mo Ran's heart.

He still remembered that the person who was tried in that case was a woman, in her twenties, very young.

A large group of spectators gathered in front of Tianyin Pavilion Square, including men, women, old people, children, monks and civilians. They all raised their heads and looked at the immortal ropes, soul-fixing chains, and crouching instruments on Xingtai. The woman wrapped in the three magical weapons of the magic chain was whispering.

"Isn't this Mrs. Lin?"

"I just married into a famous family. What crime did I commit to alarm Tianyin Pavilion..."

"Don't you know yet? She started the fire in Zhao's house! She killed her husband!"

"Ah..." Several people around heard it and gasped. Someone asked, "Why is she so upset? I heard that her husband is very kind to her."

Amidst the murmurings, the Master of Tianyin Pavilion walked up to the Xingtai, holding the document, and greeted everyone in the audience first, then opened the document unhurriedly and began to read out the charges against the woman named Lin.

The accusations are very long and took less than half an hour to read.

The fundamental reason is that this woman named Lin is not at all the young lady from the aristocratic family that the Zhao family was originally going to marry. She is just a stand-in, a puppet wearing a human skin mask. The real purpose of getting close to Mr. Zhao is to commit murder due to personal injustice. And the lady who was originally going to marry into the Zhao family has already become a This Miss Lin's sword is full of resentment.

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