Each handsome man has his own merits, and the blackened wizard accepts them all

Los agreed with Jiang Xiaoli's speculation and admired Jiang Xiaoli's ability to make inferences.

At least I am just suspicious, and I am so tired that I haven't figured out how to find evidence.

Just as Los was deep in thought, Jiang Xiaoli's question brought him back to reality again.

Jiang Xiaoli: "If they did all this, then why?"

Yinsuo frowned when he heard this, because if it was really done by the Leopard Tribe, then it must be because of that person's news that caused the balance between the two tribes to begin to tilt.

Yinsuo began to hope that Jiang Xiaoli would stop thinking about it, and coaxed her softly again:

"Xiao Li, you are tired. How about taking a rest? I will accompany you..."

But Jiang Xiaoli asked himself: "Yin Suo, are you hiding something from me?"

"!!!"

Yinsuo and Ross were both surprised at Jiang Xiaoli's sharpness.

Seeing that Yinsuo didn't speak, Jiang Xiaoli turned to look at Xiangluos:

"Los, why don't you tell me! What's the news outside the tribe?"

Los sighed. He knew he couldn't hide it from Jiang Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, flow..."

But he was scolded by Yinsuo: "Los!!!"

But Jiang Xiaoli kept shouting, "I want to listen!!!"

Yinsuo had never seen Jiang Xiaoli like this before, and he was unable to react for a moment.

After a while, Los finally told Jiang Xiaoli: "It's rumored outside that Sheng Qing is dead."

"Who?"

"Promotion to the Lord." Ross repeated again.

Jiang Xiaoli was stunned for a moment when he heard the news of Sheng Qing's death. So, he killed someone with his own hands?

Jiang Xiaoli felt her spiritual world begin to collapse. She covered her face and whispered to herself:

"Ah~~ It's him. Ha~~

No wonder! No wonder!! Now that we have no external worries, we can naturally deal with internal troubles.

Yinso, so...it turned out that I was the one who killed Steve???"

Yinsuo was originally unwilling to reveal the news about Shengqing to Jiang Xiaoli.

He had always mistakenly believed that Jiang Xiaoli and Sheng Qing had already been a couple, even though Jiang Xiaoli didn't like Sheng Qing.

He also didn't want Jiang Xiaoli to have any concerns about Sheng Qing's death! !

Yinsuo took Jiang Xiaoli into his arms and comforted her gently:

"This has nothing to do with you? Don't think like that!! Maybe all this is Feng Yi's doing."

But Jiang Xiaoli sighed: "No matter what, there is already a spy in my clan. You must be careful.

Also, you may want to prepare for a fight."

Los and Yinsuo were shocked: "What? Xiaoli, what did you say?"

Jiang Xiaoli's eyes were empty, and his face was cold as he spoke his analysis:

"If it were me, no matter if it was Feng Yi or the Leopard Tribe, I'm afraid it would be impossible for them to give up the piece of fat meat of the Feather Tribe in the near future."

Los only felt his forehead hurt more. What happened that night was too much for him to cope with.

But he still didn't give up thinking, he also tried to persuade Yinsuo:

"Yin Suo, what Jiang Xiaoli said makes a lot of sense. In previous years, when winter came, there were often attacks for food.

The resources on the mainland have been significantly scarcer recently. It's hard to guarantee that the leopard tribe won't have any ideas."

"Whatever, be prepared. It won't hurt..."

Yinsuo also realized the seriousness of the matter and couldn't help but say "Okay."

Seeing Jiang Xiaoli being held and caressed by Yinsuo, his emotions began to calm down.

Ross also felt relieved.

But seeing how close they were now, Los couldn't help but feel upset:

"You guys take a rest. I'll go and report back to the chieftain."

Yinsuo saw his friend's emotions and could only respond quickly: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Los."

Ross turned away from looking at them and walked out of the house: "As you should."

But he heard Yinsuo's instructions behind him:

"After you reply, go back and rest early. We will need you to discuss matters tomorrow."

Los paused, he turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaoli in Yinsuo's arms, not hiding his concern at all:

"Okay. You, take good care of her."

Yinsuo: "Don't worry, I'm here!"

Yes, with Silver Cable, what does he have to worry about?

After replying to the leader of the Feather Tribe, Los returned to his house.

Looking at the crystal lens in the house that was covered with animal skins all year round, he suddenly remembered Jiang Xiaoli under the moonlight that day.

Los then tore off the animal skin covering the crystal.

His figure was reflected in the crystal.

He spread out his black wings, and in the light of the fire, he looked at himself carefully.

How long has it been since he saw his true self?

One year? Ten years? Or since my parents passed away?

In the firelight, his wings did have subtle colors, which were difficult to detect if one was not careful.

So, when Jiang Xiaoli said that her feathers were beautiful, did she really mean it?

When she taught him to play Ye Chuiyin, accidentally fell into his arms, and pulled his hand to leave the embarrassing situation, did it prove that Jiang Xiaoli didn't hate him?

I'm so jealous. Why is it Yinso again? Why is he always one step ahead of me?

It was really frustrating. Why were Yinsuo and I friends for so many years? He also wanted Jiang Xiaoli to hold him in his arms for comfort.

On the other side, Jiang Xiaoli was being held in Yinsuo's arms, lying on a bed.

Jiang Xiaoli finally fell asleep with difficulty, but also fell into a deep nightmare.

In her dream, she saw Steve calling her sister, and the little wolf cub's tail was wagging in the sunlight, looking very lively.

He lay on her legs and let her stroke his hair. She loved his well-behaved appearance.

But in the blink of an eye, I saw Steve's cold body lying on the camellia.

She turned around again and heard someone laughing in her ear: "Jiang Xiaoli, do you think your poison can kill me?"

"Shengqing, you are not dead yet???"

Jiang Xiaoli looked at the man in front of her with long black hair, as handsome and oriental as ever, and began to restrain her body with his snake tail.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaoli took out a short blade from somewhere, just like the night he escaped.

But Jiang Xiaoli had no intention of stabbing Sheng Qing.

But Shengqing started laughing wildly. He stared into Jiang Xiaoli's eyes, but black blood kept seeping from his shoulder. . .

What happened? ? Jiang Xiaoli obviously didn't stab Shengqing this time. Why did he? ? ?

Jiang Xiaoli could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams. She wanted to scream, but found that she could not make a sound no matter what she did.

Ah, this is so painful... So I didn't want Shengqing to die?

If Shengqing didn't die, would Steve not die?

Jiang Xiaoli's logic had begun to become confused in his dream.

She couldn't tell who killed Steve, the leopards or Feng Yi who was seeking revenge for Sheng Qing?

Or was it me? Did I kill Steve?

Jiang Xiaoli stared at the broken blade in his hand infatuatedly.

There were some crazy thoughts in her eyes: Maybe, if she stabbed herself, she would know whether this was a dream or reality???