The man's heart skipped a beat, and his temples were beating loudly.
There were whispers filled with nervousness and worry.
"This, this - I'm afraid I can't get out of this temple!"
"What do we do now?"
"How could this happen...how could this happen!?"
The man suddenly thought of something, turned around suddenly, and looked at Ye Xiyue standing on the steps from a distance.
"It's you!"
He shouted sharply,
"All these changes must be because of you!"
This sound echoed in the empty hall, like thunder, falling clearly on everyone's ears!
Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream and turned around.
Ye Xiyue instantly felt that countless pairs of eyes were on her.
Her eyebrows narrowed slightly.
Pei Qingyu's expression also turned cold. He stared at the man who spoke and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, you'd better be careful what you say. Don't make false accusations against my junior sister without any basis."
"False accusation?"
The middle-aged man, as if he had heard some joke, pointed at Ye Xiyue and sneered,
"Everyone can see clearly that everything was fine just now, but it was only after she destroyed the black throne that it became like this! This is not her fault, but whose fault is it!?"
evidence?
What more evidence do you need?
The annihilated black throne and the blue flame burning behind her are the clearest evidence!
As soon as this was said, everyone immediately responded.
"That's right! It's because of her! We all saw it!"
"From the moment she entered this temple, she was different from others. How could she know that she didn't have some evil intentions?"
"Yes! I was surprised just now. She took the lead in taking out the treasure from the light spot, but did not continue. Instead, she insisted on going up the steps - she still held the sword in her hand! If it weren't for her, how could the throne be there?
If it suddenly breaks apart, how come these black vines suddenly appear!?"
"If anything happens to us here today, she will definitely be buried with her!"
Anger and resentment, complaints and humiliation all rushed towards Ye Xiyue.
Everyone's fingers were pointed at her!
…
Liu Wenfei barely supported himself and stood up.
Seeing how things had developed like this, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Originally, he was still worried. Ye Xiyue had a trump card in her hand and Pei Qingyu was protecting her. It would be extremely difficult to take that thing back from her and then take revenge.
However, who would have thought that Ye Xiyue would cause such a big disaster!
He wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corners of his lips and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"We entered the Desert of Imprisoned Souls just for this temple. From the moment we stepped here, we were ready to put life and death aside. But this does not mean that we do not care about our lives!"
He took a breath and stared at Ye Xiyue,
"Ye Xiyue, you want to die yourself, and no one can stop you. But if so many people are implicated in death because of you - as long as you still have any conscience, you should die to apologize!"
"Liu Wenfei! You are so presumptuous!"
Pei Qingyu shouted in a deep voice!
A heavy pressure came over me!
Liu Wenfei's chest shook, and his face turned a little pale.
But he knew now was the best chance!
"Am I being presumptuous? I see, it's clearly her who's presumptuous!"
He sneered,
"Yes, I have grudges against you, but what have the other people here done wrong to be implicated by you? This temple was destroyed by you! Do you know that?"
Ye Xiyue looked at him condescendingly, with a cold expression and mocking eyes, as if she was looking at a clown.