Hei Xinjiu’s eyes widened in disbelief before she revealed a very hurt expression:
“Master, you called me an evil disciple? You, you still said that I’m in cahoots with Wan Qingbo? SOB SOB, I risked my life not to protect the sect’s treasures, but you said that about me?
I Don’t want to live anymore! I’m too sad, I’m too ashamed to face anyone!”
As Hei Xinjiu said this, she picked up the large kitchen knife and was about to commit suicide.
Elder Dongfang and the others naturally wouldn’t sit idly by. They hurried forward to stop her. Hei Xinjiu waved the large kitchen knife crazily:
“Don’t come any closer. If my master doesn’t return my innocence today, I won’t live no matter what!”
Elder Dongfang glanced at the dumbfounded Master Ouyang. “Master, you too. This matter hasn’t been settled yet. How can you talk about Little Jiu like this? ! No matter how thick-skinned she is, she’s still a little girl, right? !”
