Chapter 177: Helping My Son Wash His Whitewashed History

"Hey, don't give a damn amount of nonsense. I have evidence to prove that what happened in this Black Pine Forest Secret Realm has nothing to do with Miss Feng Jiao. Zhang Qingsong stood up and said:

"Miss Feng Jiao, and her cat, are the secret realm of the black pine forest that we entered with us. And the matter of randomly teleporting the monks, only allowing them to enter but not leaving, started before Miss Feng Jiao came to this black pine forest. So all this has nothing to do with Miss Feng Jiao at all. Even if it is framed, you have to be a little more clever, otherwise you can't do it, and it's not good to bring humiliation on yourself. ”

Seeing Zhang Qingsong and Ding Yong and the others desperately defending Feng Jiao, Lu Song's iron-green face became even more difficult to look at.

"Even if you can prove that a few of them have nothing to do with what happened to the teleportation, it doesn't prove that they are not murderers!" Lu Song said as he looked at the black cat and gritted his teeth: "Don't you all think that black cat is very strange?" ”

He couldn't help but want to tell the story that he was forced by the black cat to apologize to the little demon girl, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to disappear in place.

Lu Song's side has always been convinced that the fact that the monk was killed and turned into a dried corpse that was sucked dry of essence blood had something to do with Feng Jiao and her black cat, although Zhang Qingsong had always maintained Feng Jiao and stood on her side, but a monk in the team he led couldn't help but mutter.

He still remembered that yesterday they met this little girl when they were being chased by a monster.

So......

Could what Lu Song said be true?

If the black cat that the little girl was carrying was really a monster that could use evil magic, it seemed not impossible for him to kill their companions and suck their blood dry, and then run out from another direction, pretending to be innocent.

The monk was hesitating to express his concerns when he heard Lu Song say again, "Don't you all think it's strange? How did she, a little girl whose cultivation had only reached the Xuan level, survive in this black pine forest that was in crisis step by step? ”

"You also said just now, how can such a lowly little girl be my Jiajue'er's opponent. The reason why Jue'er was injured was because of that cat demon! ”

"That cat demon is her dependence. This little demon girl relied on that cat demon to survive in this secret realm. Of course, in order to help that cat demon practice evil arts, this little girl did not do any bad things that hurt heaven and reason. ”

When Feng Jiao heard this, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

How does she think that Lu Song wants to help his son clear the black history that was repaired by her family's Meow Daxian, which is the point.

Seeing that Lu Song said it well, some people couldn't help but look at Feng Jiao and wondered: "The eldest master of the Lu family said it so reasonably, is it really true?!" ”

"A little girl with insufficient cultivation must have relied on her ability to live unharmed in this secret realm to this day. However, it is difficult to say what this dependence is......"

As soon as he saw that someone was starting to believe in himself, Lu Song couldn't help but glance at Feng Jiao proudly.

But before he could retract the smug look on his face, everyone felt that the whole world began to shake, and the next teleportation began!