Chapter 622: Stories Are Just Stories Everyone talked one after another, beating the protagonist of the story to a pulp. No matter whether he was a man or a woman or child who was killed, it was nothing more than a topic of conversation for the dignitaries Jiaojiao watched the man sitting there talking loudly, her eyes moving between Old Madam Han and Yue Cheng. Except for Old Madam Han's livid face, Yue Cheng's eyes were as cold and bloodthirsty as a poisonous snake. With a light sneer, Song Jiaojiao said to Xu Xinghe beside her: "I'll go down and rest first." The attitude remains cold. Xu Xinghe couldn't wait to say, "I'll go with you." Song Jiaojiao refused: "No need, the show here is not over yet, how can it be without you?" After saying this, Song Jiaojiao turned and left. The straight back gave Xu Xinghe a feeling of desolation and loneliness. At that moment, he felt a burning pain in his heart, almost suffocating him. …… When Song Jiaojiao left, Madam Han's voice was heard behind her: "That's enough. Have you men ever thought that the mother and daughter were the victims from the beginning to the end? It was the man who broke his oath first and killed the mother and daughter later. If the man didn't want these two burdens, he could have just said it openly. Why did he have to press the killer?"
Everyone was stunned, obviously not expecting Madam Han to have an outburst. But after all, she was the ancestor of the Han family, so everyone present would still give her some face. The shrewd head of the family immediately bowed and said, "Don't be angry, Madam Han. We don't know the truth either. If Madam Han hadn't been awake, we wouldn't have found this piece. But it's true, it seems that the story didn't mention it. The man didn't tell the woman!" The owner of the house sighed. A member of a nearby family was muttering, "Isn't this a reminder to women? How can we do it like this?" The head of the family, who had just tried to please Madam Han, suddenly felt embarrassed. Madam Han's face was dark blue and looked very ugly. Yue Cheng at the side whispered softly, "Stories are just stories, don't take them seriously. Hey, Xinghe, why did Jiaojiao leave? Could it be that she left in anger because of the mention of the past?" In an instant, the dignitaries who had originally focused their attention on the story turned their attention to Song Jiaojiao again. They looked at Xu Xinghe and asked in a deep voice: "Xingjiao Immortal Venerable, is what Madam Han said true? Madam's family would not really collude with the demons." Madam Han sneered and said, "Of course. After all, the incident was a big deal. Until now, only a few old people know what happened. Unfortunately, I know something about it." Xu Xinghe's gaze fell on Yue Cheng, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Madam Han, his eyes revealing displeasure. He said, "We know very little about what happened back then, and even I can't be 100% sure. Madam Han is so sure, could it be that she was involved?" Madam Han's expression changed slightly. The matter at that time was a serious matter. Could Xu Xinghe just let it go with just a few words? Facing Xu Xinghe's cold eyes, Madam Han snorted, "Xingjiao Immortal Venerable cannot ignore the facts just because the offender is Madam's family. No matter what the truth is, it cannot be hidden from everyone's eyes. It's just like when the head of the Song family was possessed by a demon in public and almost caused the entire Murong family to suffer. Could it be that everyone forced him to do this?" Madam Han’s words once again sparked discussion among the crowd. Xu Xinghe: "Madam Han, it's all in the past. What does Madam Han mean by bringing it up at this moment? Could it be... that she wants me to treat my wife as a demon and get rid of her?" At this time, Madam Han sat down and bowed, saying, "I didn't say that." What I meant was that the person who said this was you, Xu Xinghe. Xu Xinghe, who understood what was said, sneered and looked at Yue Cheng who was standing beside him: "Does Immortal Yue Cheng have the same idea?"
Yue Cheng looked sad: "Of course I don't want to." Xu Xinghe felt that Yue Cheng's words were a little strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He looked at everyone present and asked, "So you all want me to get rid of my wife too?" The low-ranking family head did not dare to speak. Someone with some status in the family said directly: "It would be great if you, Immortal Lord, could have this idea." The surging mysterious energy rushed towards the person who spoke. The next moment, the head of the family who was speaking was lifted up by the neck. Xu Xinghe's face was stern: "Say that to me again." The man was being strangled by the neck and had no chance to speak. He could only beg for mercy incoherently. Xu Xinghe glanced at everyone present and asked coldly, "Do you all have the same idea as him?" No one said a word. If you make a sound, you might end up like this person. Even though Xu Xinghe did not do it, it does not mean that the matter can be easily uncovered. Those who have managed to reach their current status are all shrewd people. Seeing Xu Xinghe so furious, one can imagine how much he values his wife. However, if you put yourself in her shoes, no man can accept someone forcing him to execute the woman next to him. After thinking it through, everyone was like turtles in shells, shrinking as much as possible. …… This celebration party ended early. As for the head of the family who had his neck strangled by Xu Xinghe, although he did not lose his life, he still suffered internal injuries from Xu Xinghe. After leaving the banquet, Xu Xinghe returned to Song Jiaojiao's residence. Before entering the house, I saw Song Jiaojiao standing by the pond in the yard in a gorgeous dress, staring at the lotus leaves in the pond in a daze. Her thin figure seemed like she would fall down at any time. Xu Xinghe remembered that she had hardly laughed since she returned to the Continent of Rebirth. With a slight pain in his heart, Xu Xinghe came behind Song Jiaojiao and called softly, "Jiaojiao." Just when Xu Xinghe thought Song Jiaojiao would ignore him, he heard Song Jiaojiao speak. She said, "Xianzun, is there anything wrong?" The unfamiliar name made Xu Xinghe feel a little suffocated. Xu Xinghe's eyes trembled: "Why are you so unfamiliar? Didn't you like to call me Brother Xinghe before?" Song Jiaojiao turned and looked at him, her eyes calm and piercingly indifferent. She said, "The Immortal Venerable also said that that was in the past..." "Jiaojiao." Xu Xinghe was somewhat helpless. "I regret it, I really regret it." He tried to reach out and brush away the hair on Song Jiaojiao's cheek, but Song Jiaojiao dodged his hand. At that moment, Xu Xinghe felt a sudden pain in his heart. "Jiaojiao, can we still be like before?"
Song Jiaojiao sneered, her eyes cold: "Xu Xinghe, do you think a dead heart can come back to life?" Xu Xinghe said excitedly: "Yes, yes, people can be resurrected from the dead, let alone the heart!" After he finished speaking, Xu Xinghe saw the mockery in Song Jiaojiao's eyes. At that moment, Xu Xinghe felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and his whole body was terribly cold. "No, no..." Xu Xinghe trembled, and suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Song Jiaojiao's shoulders and hugged her into his arms. "Jiaojiao, tell me that your heart can still come back to life, that you can still love me, that we can still be like before, with you chasing me..." Xu Xinghe was stunned for a moment. I just couldn't utter the last word 'run'.