Jin Ling knew that the current situation was all calculated by Bai Gulou and Mu Fuhai.

The only one who can prove that she didn't kill Qu Mochen is the child named Huahua, but no one may be willing to help her find that child, maybe if she finds it, it won't help.

For Bai Gulou, it is to avenge the seizure of Dan, but for Mu Fuhai, it is to cut off the connection between the Red Leaf Valley and the Worm Valley. The timing they chose was very good, the mother-in-law had to retreat with Gu Song every once in a while, and at this time, the worm valley was closed, and it was not difficult to guess this with dim sum.

And if you want to assassinate her in the Netherworld Sect, you can't hide the array spirit, and it is difficult to track her traces outside. So the best thing to do is to let her die openly in the Netherworld Sect, the array spirit can't intervene, the red shirt can't help, that is, the Gu Po is out of the customs, what can she say in the face of this 'legitimate' reason?

So today, it is destined to be a dead end.

I just don't know if this is a long-planned plan or a temporary idea. Jin Ling felt that the latter was more likely, after all, who would know that she was going to Qingxi Town today.

In such a short period of time, the White Bone Building can be arranged so seamlessly, Jin Ling remembered that when he saw the White Bone Building for the first time, he felt that this person was not simple, and it seemed that his intuition was right.

"Jin Ling, what else do you have to say?" Zhuo Liqun asked sharply

Jin Ling had already seen through it, with a mocking smile on his face, "I said? Did it work? Just a bug and these speculations to say I did it? Do you know that not all insects in this world can be called Gu? ”

"Elder Zhuo," Mu Fuhai, who had not spoken, lowered his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in the tea bowl intently, directly ignoring what Jin Ling said, and said slowly: "The sect has rules, so let's deal with it according to the rules." ”

"Senior Brother Mu!" The red shirt shouted, "Jin Ling is a personal descendant of Worm Valley, if you want to torture her, you have to ask the meaning of the Gu Po, aren't you afraid of offending the Gu Po?" ”

The red shirt turned to Gu Yunqing again, and said hurriedly: "Yunqing, this matter is full of suspicions, and it is based on the past relationship between you and me, can't you give a few days to investigate clearly?" Or wait for Gu Po to come forward, she can know at a glance what the cause of Qu Mochen's death is. ”

Gu Yunqing's eyes were a little shaken, he was so sad because of Qu Mochen's death that he was so sad that he just wanted to know who did this.

But since the red shirt appeared and he heard so many words, he suddenly became a little clearer in his heart, and vaguely felt that he was being used as a gun by Mu Fuhai.

Gu Yunqing stared at Bai Xuewei, her eyes dodged, compared to Jin Ling's firmness, she obviously had a ghost in her heart. Gu Yunqing's heart was as careful as a hair, and once he calmed down, it was easy to see some hidden facts.

"Senior Brother Gu," Mu Fuhai put down the teacup, flicked the non-existent dust on his shirt, and said: "I heard that in the country of flowers, the Yin family has been very fierce since the red-shirted junior sister got married, and there is a faint tendency to catch up with and surpass the Gu family. The red-shirted junior sister has always been gentle and indisputable, and she has a deep relationship with Senior Brother Gu, so it seems that she will not act like this, I think it is whose wolf ambition is behind it. ”

Mu Fuhai's 'word for word', Gu Yunqing immediately thought of the chaos in the flower country, how could the red shirt ever read the love between them? Just because she is married to the Yin family, she is already so arrogant, if she is allowed to establish a relationship with Worm Valley, won't the flower country change hands.

Gu Yunqing thought of this and was silent.

The red shirt scolded the old man Mu Fuhai in his heart, but he didn't dare to go too far on his face, "Senior Brother Mu, Jin Ling has nothing to do with my Red Leaf Valley, if it weren't for her friendship with my eldest apprentice Tu Xuejiao, I wouldn't care about this matter." I only remind Senior Brother Mu that Jin Ling is Gu Po's beloved apprentice, and you and I know what kind of character Gu Po is. ”

Mu Fuhai smiled and said, "Really? On the day of the selection of the inner gate, Gu Po watched Jin Ling's blood flow and was indifferent, after more than a year, Jin Ling's practice is still your Red Leaf Valley's exercises, right? ”

The red shirt choked, remembering that before Tu Xuejiao went out to travel, he told her that Gu Po didn't plan to teach Jin Ling Gu at all, for fear that someone would make a fuss and threaten Jin Ling's status, so she had to keep it secret.

Mu Fuhai obviously knew, and it was because of this that he dared to attack Jin Ling so unscrupulously.

Anyway, a disciple who Gu Po doesn't like, or a disciple who has violated the rules of the sect, who is as arrogant as Gu Po, how can he stand up for such a 'embarrassing' person?

"Senior sister in red shirts, Senior Brother Gu has been in a lot of trouble recently by the chaos in the country, I can't bear to be a senior brother, do you think I want to help? helped, but I was afraid of hurting my sister's feelings, which was really nerve-wracking. ”

"You ......" The red shirt bit her lip, Mu Fuhai was forcing her to make a choice, if she insisted on blocking it, then her maternal Yin family would ......

Mu Fuhai struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Senior sister in red shirts, it's just torture, and it may not be dead. Even if it's dead, you Red Leaf Valley is full of talents, Gu Po doesn't like this one, you just send another one over, I don't care about such trivial things, let alone the other veins in the sect? ”

The red shirt knew that Mu Fuhai was farting, but she still had a trace of luck in her heart.

So everyone was silent, and Jin Ling was completely isolated.

As the master of the torture hall, Zhuo Liqun did not care about the collusion between the several of them, as long as there was conclusive evidence to convict, he would punish them according to the rules of the sect.

"According to the customs of the sect, those who kill their fellow disciples are punished with scourging. But what you killed was the personal disciple of Hehuan Peak. Zhuo Liqun raised his left hand, erected the three fingers behind him, and said: "Boning awl, three cones, life or death, it depends on whether you can survive it." ”

"Gulou, how many cones did I receive from the Bao Yuan of the corpse refining platform last time?" Mu Fuhai asked casually.

Bai Gulou looked at Jin Ling, who was still unchanging when he was dying, and replied with a smile: "In the later stage of foundation building, the second cone was just halfway into the body, and it was painful to death, and even the living soul was wiped out because of the severe pain. ”

"Elder Ben will ask you one last time, you are denying your sin, if you confess your sin at this time, Elder Ben can give you a good time."

Jin Ling knew that no matter what she said now, it would be ridiculous in their eyes, and she couldn't help herself. She also knew that as long as she admitted the matter at this moment and admitted that she had killed Qu Mochen, they would be generous enough to give her a good time.

But she couldn't!

These people can block her irrefutable with trumped-up evidence, bend her knees with brute force to make her knees, and destroy her flesh with cruel means.

But they will never be able to bend her soul, they will never be able to erase her dignity, they will never hear the words they want to hear from her mouth.

So even if she is facing two yuan babies and one knot, and facing an irresistible force, she has to take her dignity and tell them that she doesn't want her to admit anything!

"Me! No! Recognize! Jin Ling's eyes burned and he said word by word.

The red shirt looked at Jin Ling, her back was extremely straight, and she stood proudly in the torture hall, everything around her was gray and dirty, only she, like a sharp sword, stood between heaven and earth, blooming her sharp brilliance.

Zhuo Liqun's wide sleeves flicked, and Jin Ling was violently pressed by a force on her shoulders, forcing her to kneel down slowly.

Jin Ling gritted her teeth and trembled, as if the bones in her body were about to shatter, but she still struggled, even if she was forced to kneel down in the end, her chin was still raised, like her soul, never lower than half a point.

Zhuo Liqun's little finger flew up from the palm of his left hand, and the dark red bone awl flashed with blood, and there was a faint blood-colored flame dancing enchantingly on it.

But it doesn't make people feel hot, but it makes people feel like falling into an ice cellar and a cold grows from the depths of their souls-

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