Everyone looked at Feng Yizhi in unison, wondering why he was so sure that he was dead and that he would wake up.

Feng Yizhi's expression was calm, and with a movement of his fingers, a wooden chair teleported over, and he sat leisurely and lazily with Erlang's legs crossed.

Cen Duxiao saw that he was sure of his breathing, and believed that there would be no problems.

She floated to his (shēn) side and waited quietly.

She looked at him with bright eyes, swallowed non-existent saliva, and exclaimed, "Wow, how can anyone sit there so beautifully!"

Ahem, ahem.

Feng Yizhi suddenly covered his lips and coughed several times.

She and Wei Linyan were concerned almost at the same time: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's fine. ”

Feng Yi's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was deliberately avoiding something, and finally his gaze stopped on the corpse (shēn) and snapped his fingers.

The two (yīn) cha untied the shackles of the ghost, and the corpse rose up in response, spitting out the water that had choked into the stomach, stroking (xiōng) mouth, panting, "Choke me, choke me......"

The man had finished spitting out the water, and when he looked around, he saw that the crowd was staring at him in amazement, as if they had seen some kind of ghost.

The crowd is messy, is this the deceitful corpse in the biography......

Feng Yizhi slowly spoke: "I have long expected that the Lord of the Summer Gate will definitely be wary of this person, this is the surprise I prepared for you. ”

Xia Li suddenly panicked, one hand tightly grasped the edge of the table, and the green tendons on his hand flared up, "How can he still be alive? This can't be ......"

Feng Yizhi glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "He was originally faking his death, and the Lord of the Summer Gate should not forget the promise he made in front of everyone just now." ”

Xia Li's face was cold, he pointed to Feng Yizhi's nose, and said, "You...... Hello (yīn) poison, you are deliberately (tào) my words, so that I can ride the tiger hard!"

"I know that Xia Liancheng has a private connection with you, and I have to be the son of Bishop Xiamen. Xia Liancheng's scheming is so heavy that it is beyond the reach of the lower reaches, so that I have not found his whereabouts until now, so I can only turn to the Xia Gate Lord for help. ”

Feng Yi's eyes drooped slightly, and he turned to the soil on the ground: "Tell everyone what you saw in Weiyuan Village." ”

The man finally recovered, but he was still weak (shēn), he sat on the ground, and said carefully: "It's Xia Liancheng, after he came to Weiyuan Village, he took refuge in the Spirit Lord, in order to let the Spirit Lord spare his life, he promised the Spirit Lord to bring more monks to come and honor the Spirit Lord." His fellow disciples were killed by him. The Spirit Lord didn't plan to take out their lifespan at one time (xìng), it was Xia Liancheng who begged the Spirit Lord to show his loyalty, and all those Rao Shouyuan were given to him alone, and we didn't get anything!"

That person seemed to be a pity to work in vain, helping to take care of the captured monks, but he didn't catch a single bit of Shouyuan, and it was estimated that he hated Xia Liancheng so much that his teeth itched.

In the past, he was quite trusted by the Spirit Lord in Xia Liancheng, and he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Now that the spirit master is dead and the crisis in Weiyuan Village is resolved, he can't help but step on Xia Liancheng a few more times.

He added: "That Xia Liancheng is insatiable, it is not enough to take the longevity of his fellow disciples, and he also ordered us to go out and bring more people in, he himself is very clever, and never shows his face, except for me who has seen his true face, no one else in the village has seen his face." ”

"Also, he not only takes life yuan, but also kills people at every turn, several monks on his side (shēn) are killed by him, and he kills those with a shorter lifespan, he can't look down on it, he relies on the trust of the spirit lord, acts quite ruthlessly, and will leave Weiyuan Village after taking 10,000 years of life, vowing to live with him. ”

"As long as anyone disobeys him, he will take someone's life, in Weiyuan Village is like the king of the mountain, thanks to the spirit lord's warning not to let him touch the people in the village, he didn't dare to touch us, otherwise we would not have a way to live. ”

The man accused Xia Liancheng of his crimes one by one, and I don't know if there was any element of adding fuel and vinegar, but with these testimonies, Xia Li couldn't help but deny it.

Xia Li's face was so pale that he was about to catch up with the (yīn) on the side. He sat down in his chair with a pì slump, cold sweat soaking through his clothes.

He trembled and pointed at the man, and muttered, "You nonsense......!

Wei Linyan couldn't stand it anymore, her willow eyebrows frowned, and she said, "The Lord of the Summer Gate still doesn't want to admit it, the good son you taught (shēn) has a lot of blood debts, and if you protect him again, you will be an accomplice, and I am afraid that after death, you will go to hell like him." ”

Xia Li laughed miserably: "You Taishan are really good! You are worthy of being the head of the Five Mountains!"

"What do you mean?" Wei Linyan raised her eyebrows, "Your son did something wrong, who can you blame?"

"My son has always been honest and kind, and his lifelong goal is to become an immortal, he ...... You must have framed him, and he promised me that he didn't do it, and he didn't do it...... It's you, you framed him, it must be!"

Xia Li was incoherent, and his spirit became more and more trance-like.

His own son did such a bad thing, he went from not believing it at the beginning, to being a little suspicious, and committing murder in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, and then to now he doesn't want to believe it but has to believe it.

In just over a month, Zhan Xianmen has suffered heavy losses, and now it will be pointed out by thousands of people, leaving a stench for thousands of years.

The hundred-year-old signboard of Zhanxian Gate is about to be smashed in his own hands.

In order to keep the century-old reputation of Zhanxianmen, he had already made a big mistake, he only felt that everyone here was looking at his jokes coldly, looking at him as self-righteous as jumping off a beam, and as a result, he had already fallen into his circle (tào).

Especially this Fengzhi, whether he is cultivating or thinking, it must be that he has caused Liancheng to become a demon that everyone shouts about.

He was not reconciled, he (xiōng) held his breath, and he swore that even if he turned into a ghost, he would not let everyone present go.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless, Feng Yizhi just wants to ask about the whereabouts of Xia Liancheng and find this person who is all over the body of Cen Duxiao.

Xia Liancheng must die, if he does not die, his heart (xìng) will be endless, and he will never (yǔn) allow the hidden danger of Shancen twilight.

Feng Yi Dao: "Can you tell us Xia Liancheng's whereabouts now?"

Xia Li snorted coldly, "You don't want to know in your life." ”

Feng Yizhi clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress a cloud of anger, he really wanted to stun Xia Li, and then use the Divine Technique to look at his mind, but unfortunately now he has no spiritual power left, and he can no longer use the Divine Technique.

The disciples of Taishan all sighed helplessly and shook their heads, thinking that after Xia Li's trust in his son collapsed, he would admit his mistake well, but he didn't expect to be so stubborn.

In the end, for the sake of bone (ròu), pro-(qíng) and sectarian reputation, he abandoned the concept of right and wrong.

Cen Duxiao couldn't wait to float to Xia Li (shēn) and slap him awake, but the soul body couldn't do it.

She calculated the time, it is estimated that she is about to return to her soul, and she has to hurry back to the house, according to Xia Li's virtue, Zhan Xianmen is afraid that she will not be able to live.

She was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of a wisp of gray gas above Xia Li's head......