"You are speaking nonsense!"
Long Shaxue's face was full of anger. She scolded Fu Xi, "When did I instigate you to say that?"
Fu Xi was still in pain. The pain seemed to have buried itself in her bones. She hugged herself and tears fell down her eyes. She muttered, "It's… it's Master's wife. She asked me to say it."
"I didn't…" Long Shaxue looked at Xie Chuyang and explained hurriedly, "Chuyang, I didn't ask her to do this. I didn't."
Xie Chuyang looked at her coldly. The gaze caused Long Shaxue's heart to turn cold.
"Immortal Emperor." Ming Shu looked at the immortal emperor. "Now, are you going to give me an explanation? Why are you accusing my disciple?"
"Yin Zheng…" Long Shaxue suddenly moved forward in an agitated manner. "Why are you framing me? I was injured on the Ninth Mountain. You were the one that ordered the evil beast to hurt me. It was you!"
