This result made all the sects overjoyed, no matter what he thought about the Flashy Building, just let them go.

Immediately, the Venerable Ones came to say goodbye, and then they left in a hurry without saying a single superfluous word, but only Mo Beiyao was left behind.

"What does this mean, Lord Qiumen?"

Fang Hatsheng's eyebrows moved, and the smile on his face was a little retracted.

"I just want to ask some things about the disciples of your sect." Qiu Jiren's tone was light, his eyes glanced at Fang Wuxing and the others, and he said with empty eyes: "I don't know if a few little spirit masters have ever encountered Mo'er in the Soul Realm?" ”

As soon as he said this, the sect venerable who had not left immediately wanted to cover his ears, for fear of hearing something that he shouldn't hear.

It's no secret that Qiu Yumo didn't come out of the Imperial Soul Realm, everyone knows that nine times out of ten it is hanging inside, as for whether it was a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, it's hard to say.

People don't want to be affected by this.

He Yan looked at the disciples of the Fuhualou behind Qiu Jiren, there were a few disciples who were with Qiu Yumo at the beginning, but at this time, it seemed that they had not explained what happened in the Imperial Soul Realm.

I think about it, Qiu Yumo is alive and fine, but now he is dead and there is not even a soul left, if they really confess honestly, I am afraid they will die faster, and it is better not to say anything together.

As for why they found Mo Beiyao, it was completely due to the selfishness of the Flashy Building, they had a holiday with Mo Beiyao, and in the case of not being able to find the murderer, it was only appropriate to pull him back.

No matter what the final result is, Mobei Yao is afraid that it will not be too good.

Mo Beiyao's disciples immediately said that they had never seen it, but Qiu Jiren didn't plan to let them go, so how could they believe it.

"Believe it or not, you have to find out if you don't know."

Qiu Jiren said unhurriedly, but there was a bit of coldness hidden in his tone: "My direct disciple of the Floating Mansion has a special identity, and I have the talisman spiritual skill given by the ancestor, and in the end, if it is found out that your faction has nothing to do with Mo'er's death, Qiu will make amends to you." ”

After he brought out the Tongtian Ancestor, Fang Hesheng felt bad to himself, Qiu Jiren's confident appearance was ready to rely on them?

The other sects also saw that the Flashy Mansion was blatantly heading towards Mobei, and it was just because they didn't want them to meddle in their affairs, who would be too angry to interfere.

Didn't you see that they all started to play the banner of Tongtian Ancestor, who is Tongtian Ancestor? The only Saint Venerable in the entire Heavenly Soul Domain, he could pinch them to death with the touch of his fingers, and whoever dared to raise objections to his spiritual skills would only die faster.

Everyone immediately walked faster, and the relationship with Mo Beiyao was not bad, but at this time, there was some sympathy in Fang Qisheng's eyes.

Who is not good to provoke, but to provoke the flashy building?

Qiu Jiren didn't pay attention to the others, and didn't even give Mo Beiyao time to refute, a glance passed, and Qiu Yuling walked out from behind him, holding a piece of tissue paper in his hand, and said with a little sadness: "This talisman recognizes the breath of the second brother, if someone has ever been in contact with the second brother, it will definitely be recognized, and I will forgive you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the rune paper in her hand automatically ignited, and immediately floated into the air, but after turning around, she went in the direction of the Vanity Building!

Suddenly, the people who secretly paid attention to this side were stunned.

Not to mention Mo Beiyao, even the disciples of the Flashy Building looked inexplicable.

Only Qiu Jiren and Qiu Yuling's expressions remained the same.

The rune paper fell on a disciple of the Flashy Building without pause, and when he heard the sound of "fluttering", the disciple suddenly knelt down with a pale face, and cold sweat flowed down.

Qiu Jiren squinted his eyes, and the disciple fainted without taking a breath, causing a commotion, but no one dared to help him.

He Yan Meifeng moved slightly, that person was really a disciple who was with Qiu Yumo in the Imperial Soul Realm.

The rune paper didn't stop, and in the end, he pulled out all the surviving disciples at that time, and then turned around and came in the direction of Shui Yun!

Everyone was a little shocked by the change just now, and when they saw this, their eyes flashed with surprise.

Especially the spirit masters of several other sects who had been arrested by Qiu Yumo were so frightened that they almost didn't fall to the ground.

He Yan looked at the rune paper with an expressionless face, and then crossed over her head without stopping, rushed straight in the direction of Mo Beiyao, and fell on Fang Wuxing's body!

"Poof!"

A small sound was heard, and the rune paper burst into flames for a moment, and then turned into ashes.

The field was suddenly silent and the needle drop could be heard.

After Fang Wuxing was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly turned over the river and the sea!

The Vanity House is definitely deliberate! At most, he glanced at Qiu Yumo from a distance, and he didn't even take a look at him, and he actually concluded that he was the murderer!

Qiuji people are obviously pit him, pit desert Beiyao!

What else is more beneficial for them to let the son of Mo Beiyao's door master be a murderer!

Even if he wanted to endure it as much as he could, Fang Wuxing couldn't help but look a little ugly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his anger was surging, and he wanted to beat up all the people in the Flashy Building!

"What else does the Venerable Hate have to say?" Qiu Jiren looked at him coldly, compared to just now, he was even more undisguised at this time to make trouble with them.

"I didn't!" Fang Wuxing gritted his teeth.

Venerable Hate Sheng naturally believed in him, his nephew had always been casual, and it was rare for him to show such an angry expression.

But Thakin is useless, Fuhualou sacrificed a few disciples of his own sect, isn't it just to make them worse, whether other sects believe it or not, Fuhualou will bite it tightly.

Who let no one dare to question the ability of the Tongtian Ancestor.

But if Fang Wuxing confesses his guilt, God knows if he can still stay alive.

Seeing that the Venerable Hatesheng was silent, Qiu Jiren said coldly: "It seems that Mo Beiyao doesn't plan to give me an explanation for the Vanity Building?" ”

Qiu Yuling also said hatefully: "Why do you want to kill my second brother!" ”

Venerable Qingxuan paused at his feet and looked at the silent Fang Qisheng.

Knowing that it is being calculated, it makes no difference whether to argue or not.

But he didn't expect that suddenly a figure rushed from the direction of the Fuhua Building, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Fang Wuxing!

Venerable Hate Sheng's eyes widened, and he dragged Fang Wuxing behind him with one hand, and greeted him with one palm.

"Boom!"

The stone slab under his feet shattered, Fang Hatshenghuo's expression changed, and then he flew out uncontrollably, his right arm tingled, his chest churned, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he was forced to press back.

"Uncle!" Fang Wuxing exclaimed.

Everyone didn't expect that it would be the Venerable Hate who fell out in the end, and they all looked at the person who suddenly appeared with a shocked face, but saw that the person was still standing firmly in place, and then he slapped Fang Wuxing and left.

Even the Venerable Hate Life can't bear it, if it is implemented this time, how can a spirit-level spirit master survive. (To be continued.) )