"How does the Jade Void Sect Master want to prove it?" Si Yan asked.

"Alas, how can this be convincing? Could it be that the master of the Yuxu Sect thinks that Lou Qingqing can do something under everyone's noses? Mu Rong postscripted.

In Mu Rong's heart, this competition was won by him with great difficulty, if he tried again, he would definitely be exposed, and when he poured, he would overturn the result, how could he take this risk.

Jiang Cong came out and replied indignantly, "Whether to do it or not is only clear to herself, and we are not strong, she is difficult, just use the skills of our young master to test it, and never hurt her a single hair." As long as she is not weak-hearted, why be afraid. ”

"So you suspect that Lou Qingqing did something to defeat Jiang Shaoxia, right?" Si Yan asked with a frown.

"Naturally, there are some." Father Jiang said.

Si Yan's gaze swept over Father Jiang's face, and his expression was faint, "May I ask if you choose to endure it after being plotted again by Jiang Shaoxia's temperament?" ”

The Jiang family did not respond.

"I think this opportunity is the most important competition for Jiang Shaoxia, if he is plotted, he will definitely not give up easily, but the scene of the day is that Jiang Shaoxia was defeated and fell off the competition table, and he did not argue with him, or even said nothing. In the end, he calmly left, which was not only what we saw, but also witnessed by everyone present that day. Si Yan continued.

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Father Jiang was silent.

Si Yan is right, how can Jiang Qiao's temperament be treated unfairly. If he encounters a conspiracy, it will definitely turn the world upside down, but he can't figure out how his son's martial arts can lose to a set of Shuanghua swordsmanship.

And he also wondered why his son would accept it willingly after defeat, what did he think? Jiang's father couldn't figure it out and couldn't guess what his son was thinking at that time.

"As my senior brother said, the reason why Jiang Shaoxia willingly accepted defeat is enough to say that he is happy and convinced, and there is no such thing as Lou Qingqing's plot, if the master of the Yuxu Sect insists on re-examining, I am afraid that it will make the world and my Tianjimen fall into the threat of dishonesty." Chonghua stepped forward.

"According to what you say, is it possible to make our young master die in such an unknown way? Your words are too alarmist, but just let Lou Qingqing compete with me, how did it become a provocation to the world and Tianjimen? According to me, it is really inappropriate for you to defend Lou Qingqing in every way. Jiang Cong was furious.

"That's not true." Jiang Huatian's majestic voice came from a high position, and the warning in his words was very obvious, "It's not our defense of Lou Qingqing, but the fairness and fairness of the competition, how can we let innocent people be implicated." ”

Jiang Huatian directly closed the coffin of this matter.

Since Jiang Huatian has said this, even if the Jiang family continues to talk about it, it will be in vain, "The servant is gaffe, please don't worry about him, Jiang Cong, don't come up to apologize?" ”

Jiang Cong gritted his teeth, the annoyance in his eyes did not disappear at all, but how could he not obey when his own sect master said this, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I was emotional and caused my words to be inappropriate, I hope you understand." ”

Jiang Cong hugged his fists and bowed deeply, and then returned to the back of Jiang's father, and the hand in his sleeve clenched and the green tendons burst out.

For Jiang Cong, the young master of his own family was deliberately killed by the people of Tianjimen. If it weren't for the lack of evidence, how could they be humiliated to such an extent?

"With the words of the master of Jiangmen, this doubt in my heart will be solved, even if it is fair, there is nothing else, and this competition is irrelevant."

"Door Master." Jiang Cong disagreed with the compromise of his own master.

Father Jiang raised his hand to stop his words and continued, "The second doubt is that my son intends to violate Miss Taoning, although your arguments are reasonable. But as a father, how could he not understand his son's temperament, in the absence of real evidence, I will definitely not believe Miss Taoning's words. ”

"Hey, you're ......"

"Senior brother." Si Yan stopped him and shook his head.

Not only Father Jiang had doubts about this matter, but even Si Yan was the same, although yesterday I heard Mu Rong talk about how Jiang Qiao secretly was a bastard and unorthodox, it was completely expected that he could do this. Despite this, Si Yan still felt that there was something strange about this matter.

"The pain of losing a child is like tearing out the heart, and I can understand the mood of the Jade Sect Master. Since the Lord of the Jade Gate has suspicions, we will also do our best to find evidence, if there is another hidden reason for Ling Lang's death, we will definitely return justice, but if the truth of the matter is like this, I also hope that the Lord of the Jade Gate will mourn and change. Jiang Huatian got up and walked down.

Father Jiang breathed a sigh of relief when he was able to re-investigate the incident, and gradually a wave of grief gradually welled up in his heart, he walked to Jiang Qiao's corpse and squatted down, trembling his hands touching the cold face.

"Thank you Jiangmen Master for giving Wu'er a chance, I will abide by his principles as the Jiangmen Master said."

"Young master." The entourage of the Jiang family knelt down in front of Jiang Qiao's corpse one after another, mourning and weeping.

There are three sons under the knees of the master of Yuxu Gate, Jiang Qiao's age is the youngest of the three, he is unique and talented, and he can afford to be valued, and he has been cultivated with both human and financial resources since he was a child. He is the future of the Yuxumen, and Father Jiang is also counting on him to lead the Yuxumen to a new level.

Now that he is dead, it is like the steps of the Jade Void Gate leading to another stage have collapsed, how can they not be grief-stricken.

For a while, the whole hall was filled with sadness, Jiang's father was very restrained, as a door master, even if his son died, he had to maintain his image, he was a symbol of the Yuxu Gate, and how could he be bound by the love of his children.

However, several other entourages were wiping their tears and crying, especially Jiang Congshi was the most excited.

Si Yan turned his face away and turned his gaze to the side, he didn't feel the slightest feeling of this kind of sad scene, but if his indifferent expression was seen by them, he was afraid that it would lead to misunderstanding, so he simply turned his face away.

Chonghua couldn't hear the sound of the ghost crying wolf, so he hurriedly left after saying goodbye to Jiang Huatian.

Mu Rong's eyes had been staring at the Jiang family and his party heavily, and he was extremely irritable. Jiang Huatian agreed to re-investigate the matter, which made him very depressed, obviously this matter could be suppressed by the current situation.

As long as this matter is resolved, he will be well and secure. However, Jiang Huatian gave in out of Jiang's father's pity, and this concession undoubtedly made his plan fall through.

How can we convince everyone that Jiang Qiao is the one who broke into the room, and what physical or human evidence should be used to confirm all this?

Mu Rong pondered and meditated, and he denied many things one by one, and he was also bored and depressed.

Qu Wanwan sat at the table and carefully drew a sketch of the long sword, and a few pieces of messy and discarded waste paper were placed on one side of the table, almost all of which were drawn to the scabbard and then broken.

Redsleeves sat across from her with his head propped up, staring intently at the painting on the table, his eyes following the strokes of the brush. Seeing that the brush was about to reach the place where the previous drawing was made, Red Sleeves' heart rose to his throat, lest it stagnate in his tracks.

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