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Those so-called decent people looked at me and discussed in low voices, their voices were loud and small, and their words were blatant and unbearable.

Song Qiyuan grabbed the corner of my clothes and raised his hand, and decisively threw me to a place not far away that was similar to an altar, making a muffled bang.

I just felt that my internal organs were all in the wrong place, and I was lying on my side on the table and couldn't move.

After throwing me away, this man took the handkerchief that Gu Jincheng handed to him beside him, and wiped his slender, white hands even between the fingers at least five or six times back and forth.

I wipe!I am not poisonous! !Why are you so disgusted? ?

And you!Gu Jincheng!Are you not my soldier?Why don't you save me? ? ?Still handed him the handkerchief? ?

I lay on the cold table sadly, with my face pressed against the slate, and I had the urge to cry.

This feeling of being abandoned by the whole world is really uncomfortable...

The direction I was thrown was facing Qingcang Sword Sect's lair.

As far as the eye can see is the magnificent landscape of the Qing Cang School in the distance, surrounded by emerald mountains, the main peak is Qing Cang Peak, which pierces into the sky like a sharp sword, and the main hall above it is looming in the clouds, which is very magnificent.

On the other hand, the altar I was lying on looked like it had just been built. The stone slab was smooth and as large as a 400X400 playground. I saw stone pillars engraved with runes standing on both corners of this side. According to inertial thinking There should also be two pillars on the corner with my back facing.

Don't ask me why I don't look back.

pain.

From this angle, I just couldn't see the large group of decent people I created behind me who wanted to kill me, and my mood eased a little.

Realizing that I'm pointing my ass at Song Qiyuan, saying that I'm deceiving myself and others, I somehow regained some subtle dignity.

It sucks to be in this world.

"Bring Suzaku up."

I was doubting the world, when I heard Song Qiyuan's deep and pleasant voice from behind, I could tell that he was out of breath, enough to be heard by the three inner and outer three floors standing around the stage watching me.

Wait a minute... Suzaku?

Fuck!Suzaku? ?My baby mount Suzaku?

Regardless of the pain in my body, I moved my limbs with difficulty, and moved half a circle at the speed of a turtle, so that I could see the scene behind me clearly with my neck stuck.

As a result, when I saw it, I was so angry that I spat out a mouthful of blood on the altar, staining the smooth and clean slate red.

I didn't care about wiping the blood on my mouth, sobbed, and looked at the bruised pet with distress.

Suzaku is my favorite beast in Four Elephants, so Yu Ke in the article has a deep affection for this Suzaku. When he first got Suzaku, he said something to Gu Jincheng beside him,

"If he dies one day, I will never look for any mounts again."

Really love birds like life.

Suzaku's neck and two slender claws were respectively tied with a black iron chain with thick arms. The bright red feathers that should have been bright and red were dimmed, and many places were bitten bare. The blood was so blurry that the original color could not be seen.

Thinking about it carefully, Qinglong must have done this.

Because of the relationship between Song Qiyuan and Yu Ke, it indirectly led to the discord between Qinglong and Suzaku, which belongs to the type of choking to death as soon as they meet.

Now that Song Qiyuan is in power, Suzaku, as Yu Ke's mount, is very likely to become the object of Shen Jingbing's vent.

Its huge wings are covered with dense runes, which must have been restrained by some kind of runes. The wings seem to weigh a thousand pounds, and they are dragged to the ground with the movement of Suzaku. .

But even after becoming the current embarrassed appearance, even being judged by the people around, laughing at beauty and ugliness, it still held its head high, with disdain and arrogance in its ruby-like phoenix eyes, its steps were difficult but steady, quite Have bearing.

Suzaku has its dignity and pride.

When I got closer, it saw me lying dead on the table, and suddenly stopped moving. I looked into its eyes, and saw deep sorrow and anger from inside.

"Wow—"

Suzaku, who was originally calm, raised his head unexpectedly and let out a shrill and hoarse cry, which lingered in the air for a long time.

My eye sockets were slightly sore, I quickly plunged my head into the floor, let my face stick to the blood on the ground, and stopped looking at Suzaku's tragic state.

After watching too much, I am afraid that I will cry again in embarrassment.

I don't want to lose face in front of this group of people.