Before Leng Mingyue cleaned up Jiang Caiwei, Wei Ding didn't think about how to explain Jiang Caiwei's existence.

According to the original plan, after Jiang Caiwei put down the coercion and killed Leng Mingyue directly, she could disappear without a trace when she turned her head.

But there is no need to explain it now, it is enough to throw the "evil skill" directly to Leng Mingyue.

Leng Mingyue's move just now, although the power is not low, it can't cause any crisis to him of the Seventh Rank Martial Venerable.

Wei Ding thought so, but he didn't know that Leng Mingyue could tear apart the coercion, using divine power.

I don't know that she has always been low-key, and she will not use divine power unless she is forced to do so.

Even if it is used, it is to use it as little as possible, and it will attract the attention of the whole continent.

"Really?" Leng Mingyue looked at the sanctimonious Wei Ding, and smiled softly, the city is unparalleled:

"Then please ask Sect Master Wei to explain again, since my evil skills are so strong, why do I want to kill Jiang Caiwei in public on the day of the award ceremony.

I just find a night when I can't see my fingers, can't I run away after killing her? ”

The strength of this Blowing Snow Sect Sect is not very good, but the shamelessness is stronger than most people.

She wondered how he was going to lie.

"Who knows if it's your special fetish." Wei Ding's face was fearless, and his eyes showed disgust:

"Just like some murderers will cut off the ears or noses of the deceased after killing them and treasure them."

Wei Ding's example directly pressed a "perverted" charge on Leng Mingyue.

Since he is a pervert, of course, his way of thinking cannot be the same as that of a normal person.

Therefore, Leng Mingyue will "deliberately" take Jiang Caiwei to the inner hall on the day of the award ceremony, and then beat her out of the palace to "expose" herself.

The organization is so clear that people have nothing to refute.

"Sect Master Wei is powerful." Leng Mingyue smiled and clapped her hands.

In the end, he is the sect master of a third-rate sect, and his wrist is different compared to the likes of Leng Huayan and Blue Beauty.

"Is Leng Mingyue crazy, still praising Sect Master Wei? Don't worry about your consequences? Some people felt that Leng Mingyue was too calm.

"Sect Master Wei is wise."

Jiang Caiwei, who had been healed by the therapist, leaned on Miyazawa Yu's arms, wiped her tears, and said aggrievedly:

"I didn't do anything, but I had to be treated so cruelly by Leng Mingyue, and even ...... She was even abolished for her precious cultivation, and I implore Sect Master Wei to eliminate harm for the people and not let her go! ”

She didn't believe that Leng Mingyue could still win the Seven-Rank Martial Venerable!

"This sect master announced that Leng Mingyue cultivated evil skills, and the team defeated it, the reward was canceled, and Aoba Academy was the new team battle champion."

Wei Ding glanced at the dean of the Martial Academy: "The Imperial Capital Academy accepted Leng Mingyue as a student, and punished him for sitting down, and the rewards of Lan Weicheng, Leng Huaijin, and Shen Zichen were all withdrawn, and they were postponed to the second place in the individual battle." ”

The person in charge of the competition can only take away the rewards from the three of them.

In just one cup of tea, the Imperial Capital Academy went from fruitful to stained and nothing.

"And you Leng Mingyue." Wei Ding put his eyes back on Leng Mingyue, and said righteously:

"Vicious in mind and vicious in means, you should be immediately put in prison and interrogated by this sect master personally!"

He wants to force Leng Mingyue to hand over the exercises and take them for his own use!

Hearing this, Jiang Caiwei's eyes showed a triumphant smile, and her heart was happy.

Leng Mingyue, this is the fate of you going against me and snatching Lu Chengyu!

In the end, you still can't fight me!

I don't have cultivation, and I won't make you feel better!

At this moment, a gust of wind pressed over everyone's heads, and a powerful aura of power followed, and the leaves of the trees were brushed and pulled.

An old man in gray fell from the sky, dusty, his eyes were sharp, revealing a touch of expectation and respect.