Xiao Yu smiled without anger, looking at Sijian, no longer wanting to speak.
The older he is, the more he feels that this guy has a ghost in his heart, otherwise how could he repeatedly emphasize Zi Ji's betrayal.
It's just that Xiao Yu felt that Zi Ji was tired.
Because he entered their territory, it must have been unexpected by Sijian.
And this happened to be taken out by Sijian as one of the powerful arguments for his betrayal.
If a person has the heart to play with you, he will definitely find all kinds of excuses, even if it is hard-line methods.
Therefore, talking to people like Sijian is no longer meaningful.
Driven by Sijian, the dozens of people like Zitong Fox stared at Ziji coldly, and their attitude seemed to have changed a lot.
"Patriarch, originally we believed that you were innocent, but now, how do you explain it to us?"
"Yes, patriarch, are you really betraying us and trying to collude with outsiders to get our blood!!"
Everyone stared coldly, and began to be alert.
Everyone knows that the higher the level of the monster beast, the more precious the blood.
The low-level monsters all want to obtain the blood of the high-level monsters, and then help themselves evolve.
No matter how declining the Purple Eyed Fox clan, no matter how bad it is, the noble and powerful blood inheritance that exists deep in their bloodline will never be erased.
The degeneration of their bloodline is just hidden in the depths of the bloodline, not disappeared. If given the opportunity, they can still evolve into the existence of three tails, or even four, five, or even nine tails.
Uncle Guan was so angry that he was the only one who believed that Zi Ji was not such a person. All this was not true at all.
It's just that he didn't expect that in order to deal with Zi Ji, the elders would add such a serious crime, which would be put to death in the clan!
Seeing that what he said had worked, Sijian added fuel and jealousy again, pretending to be angrily: "Zi Ji, what are you thinking about? The elder treats you so well, and there are so many people who support you, why should you choose? Go this way."
At this moment, the eyes of the dozens of purple-pupil foxes became completely angry.
As for Zi Ji, she trembled violently.
This is a kind of grief after being misunderstood by the tribe, even more anger after being humiliated, or a sense of powerlessness that is difficult to argue with.
At this moment, Zi Ji seemed to feel that the race she was living in was actually such a terrifying place, a place so strange that she didn't even have any place for her.
At this moment, she felt that she was alone and even more pathetic.
Everything she did, in exchange for, was actually incomprehensible, ignoring, repelling, glaring, and even angry.
No matter how strong a person's heart is, it also has its own weak side, but it will not show it when there are too many people, but it will surge when the last straw is crushed.
Zi Ji felt like she was about to collapse, her whole body was gloomy, and a sad air filled her body.
At this moment, a familiar big hand was placed on his shoulder.
It is still the familiar soft power, and it is still the feeling that seems to be wrapped in one's own arms.
This hand was surprisingly Xiao Yu's.
Xiao Yu put a hand on Zi Ji's shoulder like he was on the battlefield, and his soft voice remembered--
"It's okay, I am here."
Zi Ji trembled all over, even if Xuan saw her, an unusually tall figure walked in front of her.
"If you don't want to die, get out!"
"boom!"
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