Hearing the answer from Lin Hexuan's mouth, the curvature of the corners of Ye Wuqiu's mouth expanded more and more.

Three days ago!? That's not when I happened to get the task of the Ministry of Armed Forces, Long Xiaocang's heart slowly sank, this guy is so powerful, although he was saying something, he didn't directly point out that Long Xiaocang was the culprit who stole the Yuan Soul, but he couldn't stand the association of others, not to mention the time of what Ye Wuqiu said, the number of Howling Moon Silver Wolf Wolf Soul lost in the treasure house, all of which coincided with the time when Long Xiaocang disappeared into the academy and the number of Howling Moon Silver Wolf Wolf Soul lying quietly in the soul bag, which invisibly brought a wave of rhythm.

"Could it really be that Long Xiaocang stole it?

"Hmph, don't judge people by their appearance, you don't know your heart. ”

"If it's not him, who else stole it, the time and the number of tasks submitted are all in line, how can there be such a coincidence!" The onlookers turned their heads to each other, muttering and muttering The scene instantly became noisy, and the wind and public opinion fell to the side that was unfavorable to Long Xiaocang.

Could it be that there was really a theft of the Yuan Soul Treasury in the family, and Long Xiaocang was really the murderer of the theft? This is just me saying it casually, I didn't receive any news? Ye Feng raised his head in shock, looking at Ye Wuqiu, his eyes were full of confusion, and he scratched his head a little confused.

The second uncle's ability to open his mouth and talk nonsense has improved, he has a nose and eyes when he speaks, and he almost believed what he said, Ye Feng's expression became a little proud, and his originally shrunken shoulders unconsciously straightened up, and he became confident.

"Silence!" Bloody Hou snorted, the scene instantly quieted down, and then turned to Wen Er and said, "Director Wen, you can continue to ask." ”

"Thanks, Old Xue. Wen Er smiled at the Bloody Hou, cast a grateful look, and said with a smile.

"Hmm," Bloody Hou replied lightly, nodded at Wen Er, and reincarnated to stand aside, silent.

"Then let me ask you, since there was an incident of the theft of the Yuan Soul in your Ye family, why didn't you report it in time and hand it over to the logistics department of the academy to deal with?" Wen Er continued to ask, and the doubts in his tone were slightly reduced.

"Director Qiyuwen, this is the negligence of my Ye family, at first my Ye family only thought it was the servant's mistake, so it did not attract the attention of the family high-level, and it was too late to confirm the facts, as the saying goes, the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, there was such an incident, which made my Ye family ashamed, so I wanted to deal with it myself without alarming the academy, and wanted to recover the stolen Yuan Soul through the power of the family, but it did not quite alarm the academy, it was my Ye family's fault, and my Ye family was willing to accept any punishment from the academy. Ye Wuqiu smiled bitterly, his expression was extremely sincere, and he bowed slightly in the direction of Wen Er, putting his posture extremely low.

Long Xiaocang's face was a little ugly, this guy perfectly weaved a lie with just three words, invisibly bringing a wave of rhythm, putting his posture extremely low, even if the academy dealt with it, it would be painless for the Ye family.

"Hmph. Wen Er snorted coldly at Ye Wuqiu, waved his sleeves and turned around and sat back on the throne, looking at the expression on his face, he obviously believed in the truth of this matter.

"Long Xiaocang, do you have anything to say?" Blood-clothed Hou's cold voice suddenly sounded and said to Long Xiaocang.

As soon as the words of the Bloody Clothes Marquis fell, Long Xiaocang's intuition of countless eyes fell directly on him, or pity, or ridicule, or disdain, or anger, all living beings were inadequate.

"I ......" Long Xiaocang opened his mouth, he couldn't speak, you have said everything, and you have woven the lie as if it were true, how can I expose you?

Long Xiaocang sighed secretly, but he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up, the thoughts in his mind turned quickly, and one thought after another was mentioned by Long Xiaocang, and they were rejected one by one.

"Don't you have anything to say?, or do you finally admit it?!" Seeing that Long Xiaocang didn't speak, Ye Feng jumped out with an excited expression and said loudly.

Ye Wuqiu glanced at Long Xiaocang, and the smile on his face became more and more gentle.

"Alas, it seems that the matter has come to an end, it seems that there is no need to invite the Holy Judge Mirror!" Bloody Hou glanced at Long Xiaocang, lowered his head and sighed, his sense of the kid in front of him was still good, but he didn't expect that he was indeed the murderer who stole the Ye family's soul, but it's a pity.

As soon as the words of the Bloody Cloth Marquis fell, Ye Wuqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he did not invite the Holy Judge Mirror, his lie would be unsolvable, and the hateful boy in front of him would die, and he would be the enemy of my Ye family, and it would not be a pity to die.

"I declare: the dragon cannon has failed in the Holy Judgment, and the Holy Judgment ...... Day"

"I'm against it, I have something to say!" Before the Bloody Marquis could speak, a crisp word eagerly interrupted the Bloody Marquis's words, and then a delicate figure hurriedly broke in.

"It's okay, it's okay, hurry... Caught up. The delicate figure stopped abruptly and said breathlessly.

"Miss, miss... Uh, I've seen all the college bosses, my young lady is still young and ignorant, don't blame the college bosses. The delicate figure was followed by a female guard in armor, who smiled slowly at the figure sitting on the seven thrones.

"It turned out to be the little guy of the Zhao family, it's okay. Liu An spoke slowly and nodded at the female guard, with an amiable expression.

The chief bosses of the academy all spoke like this, and the other academy bosses didn't say much, and nodded gently at the female guard.

"Dean...?" Bloody Hou turned around, looked at Liu An with some hesitation, and cast him an inquiring look.

"It seems that things are still turning around, wait and see," Liu An raised a hand, signaling the blood-clothed Hou to be restless, his eyes constantly jumping back and forth between the delicate figure and the dragonless cannon that broke in, with a playful expression.

"Yes, Dean!" Blood-clothed Hou nodded and stepped aside, silent.

"Zhao Qi'er, why are you here?!" Long Xiaocang looked at the delicate figure that broke in, and his tone was a little surprised.

"If I don't come again, you will be abolished and handed over to the Academy Law Enforcement Hall to deal with, you don't know that the surname of the Academy Law Enforcement Hall is terrible!" Zhao Qi'er snorted and ran to Long Xiaocang and whispered.

The female guard in the back smiled bitterly, Miss, are you really good at saying this, you must know that the academy law enforcement hall master is sitting upright among the seven thrones behind you.

Long Xiaocang glanced at Zhao Qi'er, then at Zhao Shuqi, only to feel a warmth in his heart, and then glanced at the bitter hall master in black robe and covered face behind him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"That's... Zhao Qi'er, you look behind you. Long Xiaocang hesitated, but decided to tell Zhao Qi'er the truth.

"Hmm, what?" Zhao Qi'er turned around suspiciously, and a black-robed man with a ghostly face sat on the throne, looking at him with cold eyes.

"Ahh I didn't mean to, I was wrong, I was wrong. Zhao Qi'er screamed, like a frightened little rabbit, three feet high, cowering and hiding behind the dragon cannon, trembling, with a crying tone.

This... Long Xiaocang couldn't cry or laugh, as if he had accidentally scared Xiaogu Liang.