In the Sword Intent Lingshuang Palace, Condensation Frost sat on the top, accompanied by Ye Zhiqiu and Murong Xingyun, who had heard the news. A group of blue-clothed disciples stood on the side, while Mo Ziling and Lu Qingxue knelt on the green jade floor in the hall.

"Qingxue, let me ask you one last time, is your injury really caused by Mo Ziling?" Condensation Frost asked lightly, no joy or anger on her face.

"Back to the master, it was indeed Senior Sister Mo who injured me by mistake. Please open up the net, don't blame Senior Sister Mo. Lu Qingxue was a little weak-hearted, but she still said the prepared lines.

"You, nonsense, I'm not that kind of person!" Murong Xingyun slapped the table, stood up angrily and shouted.

"Senior Sister Murong, everyone knows that you love Ling'er, but you can't be so protective, is it only your Ling'er who is a treasure, and my Xue'er will die like a mustard?" Ye Zhiqiu was not to be outdone, and his words were mocking.

"In this way, take Mo Ziling to the Law Enforcement Palace." Condensation Frost calmly instructed the disciples around him.

Senior Sister Ye, are you really unable to see what is going on with Qingxue's internal injuries when I condense the frost? That's right, now the disciples on the mountain only Zixian and Ziling can wash the marrow meridian, and Qingxue's meridians are indeed injured by the marrow washing meridian, and ordinary people seem to have no flaws, but, I have practiced medicine for many years, is it so easy to deceive?

A touch of sadness rose from the bottom of the condensation cream's heart, and the bits and pieces of memory were surging in my mind like a movie. I still remember that when I was a child, Ye Zhiqiu's relationship with herself and Murong was so close. The three of them practiced together, played together, and acted chivalrous together, which was really the happiest time in this life. Qiu'er, do you think you can hide what you want to do, and you can hide it from your senior sister? But Senior Sister is unwilling to expose you, Senior Sister is waiting for you to repent. As long as you are willing to admit your mistakes, Senior Sister will definitely protect you. Even if you are arrogant and refuse to admit your mistakes, as long as you still have a little kind thoughts and can intercede for Ling'er, the senior sister will forgive you and keep this secret for you.

But what is your expression? Watching Ling'er being taken down, do you really feel no guilt at all? Qiu'er, you really disappointed me.

Enduring the pain in her heart, Condensation Frost was just about to stop Mo Ziling, who was about to be taken away, and then return her innocence, when suddenly a coquettish shout resounded through the hall of Sword Intent Lingshuang.

"Let go of Ling'er!!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Mo Zixian held the Qiushui Traceless Sword and fell into the hall. With a flip of his left hand, he slapped his palm on one of the inner disciples holding Ling'er, and this disciple only felt a strong internal force almost penetrate him, and flew out upside down before he had time to snort. Protecting Ling'er behind him, Zixian held his sword in his chest, and looked at the people around him vigilantly.

"Sister, don't be like this, stop it!" Mo Ziling pleaded in a low voice, so anxious that tears were about to fall.

"Don't be afraid, even if you die, my sister won't leave you alone to suffer." The corners of Zixian's mouth were hooked, with a hint of determination.

"Evil obstacles, are you going to rebel?" Ye Zhiqiu shouted angrily, flew up, fluffed his fingers, and grabbed Mo Zixian. It is the most insidious and vicious martial art of the Emei faction that everyone on the rivers and lakes is afraid of-the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Seeing that the claw was fierce, Zixian took the vital point of his heart and hurriedly swung his sword to resist. Qiushui without a trace is a divine weapon, and Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to attack it directly, so he smiled sinikerly and turned to Mo Ziling.

Mo Ziling couldn't dodge, and Zixian didn't have time to rescue, just at this critical moment, a petite figure pounced up, blocked in front of Mo Ziling, and was instantly pierced through his chest.

That figure was none other than Lu Qingxue, who had been kneeling on the ground. Seeing that he had pierced the apprentice's chest with his own hands, Ye Zhiqiu was stunned on the spot.

Mo Ziling hugged Lu Qingxue, who fell to the ground in a daze, and asked in disbelief, "You, why did you save me?" ”

Lu Qingxue coughed, and the blood instantly stained the placket of her lilac clothes. "Senior Sister Mo, I'm sorry for you, but I don't want to kill you." As he spoke, his breathing became more rapid, and he said weakly like a dream, "I'm so tired, it's painful, I want to go home." With that, he slowly closed his eyes.

Mo Ziling's tears fell uncontrollably, and her trembling voice revealed boundless fear, "Master, master, please save her, please, save her, please ......"

The condensation cream had already flown over from the seat when Ye Zhiqiu used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, but it was still a step too late. After checking Lu Qingxue's injuries, he said, "The heart has been penetrated, and there is no cure." After that, he shook his head helplessly.

In the end, Ye Zhiqiu was punished and removed from the position of elder, and was imprisoned in the cold ice cave of the back mountain, and he was not allowed to take half a step in this life.

It seemed that the matter was over, but the sisters' hearts were still difficult to calm down.