When she saw Fu Yan's disappointed gaze, Lin Wanqing suddenly panicked.

She crawled to the bottom of Fu Yan's feet, pulling Fu Yan's robe with both hands.

"Master, listen to my explanation......"

Lin Wanqing raised her head, and her tears fell away.

There was a cry in the trembling voice.

Poor Chu Chu's appearance, it is difficult to shake anyone's heart at this time.

Everyone looked at Lin Wanqing, and they really couldn't imagine that a woman who looked so weak would arrange these things with malice.

In the retrospective mirror, she seems to have been accustomed to it for a long time, and she has arranged every step of the way.

Trick them around.

Yes, "play".

Among the people who came to crusade with Qing Yu, many of them were extremely low ranked, and they were teleported out of the Demon Refining Tower halfway.

When they saw that three of Qing Yu's disciples were playing abnormally, they deliberately sent someone out to investigate.

Unexpectedly, I found out the news released by Lin Wanqing.

It is precisely because of this that they learned about this after they came back from Shou Fu Yan and came to crusade together.

Lin Wanqing thought that she was thoughtful, but it was her every step of the arrangement that pushed her into the pit.

"Master...... I didn't mean to hurt anyone, Master......"

Lin Wanqing cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, her pale face was full of tears, and she looked so pitiful.

Fu Yan lowered his head and stared at Lin Wanqing quietly, and after a long time, he sighed slowly.

"If you do this kind of thing, the teacher will naturally not cover you."

Fu Yan raised his hand to brush away Lin Wanqing's hand that was holding his robe.

His eyes closed slightly, and he slowed down for a while before looking at Wen Manchuan.

"City Lord Wen, my disciple made this big mistake, how to deal with it, it's all up to you to arrange."

Fu Yan's voice was full of exhaustion, and after saying this, he was even more heartbroken.

Hearing Fu Yan indifferently handing himself over to others to dispose of, Lin Wanqing's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Master?"

The pale little face was slightly raised, and tears hung above the eye sockets.

The shame of being betrayed made hatred gradually grow in Lin Wanqing's eyes.

Wen Manchuan saw Fu Yan throw the hot potato into his hand, and he didn't know how to scold Fu Yan a few words in his heart.

But at the same time, he is also aware of Fu Yan's selfishness.

Handed over to him to dispose of, there is still a glimmer of life.

If it is handed over to Qianming, it will only be worse than death.

Hua Rong saw that Fu Yan was playing this kind of trick here, and he didn't bother to ask for the right to dispose of it.

just silently turned his eyes sideways to look at Wen Manchuan and put pressure on him.

A strong coercion enveloped him, Wen Manchuan cried bitterly, and scolded in his heart: Huarong, your uncle!

face, but still have to resist Huarong's pressure, and force that serious face.

He calmly looked at Lin Wanqing, who was immersed in shock, and secretly said that Lin Wanqing had a good master.

Otherwise, in order to clear up the involvement, Fu Yan should directly hand over the person to Huarong.

If he passes through his hand, it will inevitably be criticized.

Wen Manchuan shook his head slowly and made a verdict.

"Qingyu disciple Lin Wanqing, used contraband, framed the Qianying Sect, disrupted the order of Dabi, and is now imprisoned on the Wansui Cliff of the Apocalypse, and after Dabi, we will discuss again."

Wen Manchuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, with a majesty that could not be denied.

Apocalypse Wansui Cliff, when these five words were spoken, many people had a little surprise in their eyes.

You must know that in this place, all the people who are locked up are outlaws in the immortal cultivation world.

It's one thing to go inside and live to the end of Dabi.

But if you can come out alive, you can't be killed.

Wen Manchuan's treatment like this is ruthless, but it also gives Qing Yu face, so that Lin Wanqing has a glimmer of life.

When this place was spoken, a systematic explanation sounded in Lin Wanqing's mind.

It's a pity that she was immersed in the pain of being abandoned, and she didn't listen to the system's explanation of Wansui Cliff at all.

Several Apocalypse guards stepped forward to drag Lin Wanqing away, when he was taken away.

Lin Wanqing's eyes were still wide, staring at Yun Yanchu.

Yun Yanchu didn't give her a look at her, as if she was a joke.

At this time, Yun Yanchu was looking at Wen Manchuan and Hua Rong.

After Wen Manchuan announced the verdict, he still looked at Hua Rong with some uncertainty, and his small eyes seemed to ask if it was appropriate.

Yun Yanchu and Hua Rong have known each other for many years, and it is the first time they know that Hua Rong and the city lord of the Apocalypse Sword City know each other.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Just when Yun Yanchu was guessing about the relationship between the two, Wen Manchuan spoke.

"I wonder if the head of Huarong has any objections to this?"

"Do I have any objections, haven't you already had that idiot pulled away?" Huarong didn't give Wen Manchuan face, and his tone was indifferent.

Being ridiculed like this, Wen Manchuan did not have any anger on his face.

After all, he was used to the weird appearance of Huarong's yin and yang.

If Huarong doesn't do this one day, he will not be comfortable.

"Since the head of Huarong has no objection to this, then this matter will be revealed first, please go back."

Wen Manchuan continued with a calm expression.

In that way, even Yun Yanchu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows lightly, and gave Wen Manchuan a thumbs up in his heart.

Yun Yanchu: 6

Wen Manchuan opened his mouth and shouted to disperse, and everyone naturally dispersed one after another.

Only one remained where he was.

Fu Yan stood there silently, like a stone statue.

"The head of Fuyan plans to be a janitor here?" Hua Rong turned his head to look at Fu Yan, his tone was quite sarcastic.

Fu Yan smiled bitterly when he heard this, and suddenly bowed to Huarong: "Today's matter, Qingyu can't help Qianming, if you have any needs in the future, you can tell me at any time." ”

"Need? I need you to stay away from us dry people. Hua Rong immediately replied.

It was hard to hide the disgust in the words that blurted out.

Fu Yan has always been puzzled by Hua Rong's inexplicable hostility, but after today's incident, he has no possibility to ask again.

He took a deep breath and nodded in response, "When I go back, I will inform my disciple about this." ”

Hua Rong didn't know if Fu Yan was talking about him telling people to stay away, or Lin Wanqing.

He waved his hand casually and spit out the words: "Get out." ”

Fu Yan didn't stick this cold face again this time, gave up his hand indifferently, and turned to leave.

It's just that at the moment of turning around, the whole person seems to be dozens of years older.

Today's events are undoubtedly a major blow to him.

Seeing Fu Yan leave, Wen Manchuan and Wen Xuanhuai walked together.

Hua Rong walked towards the group of disciples.

When they were about to enter the house, Wen Manchuan suddenly called out to Hua Rong.

"Huarong."

Hua Rong paused and did not turn away.

Wen Manchuan looked at his back and said, "If you have a chance, bring a few apprentices to the City Lord's Mansion to sit down, Yinyi really wants to see you." ”

"Got it." Hua Rong responded indifferently and walked into the courtyard with a group of disciples.

The courtyard door slammed shut, and Wen Manchuan folded his hands in front of him, sighed and shook his head.

"Dad, is he coming back?" Wen Xuanhuai stepped forward and asked curiously.

Wen Manchuan turned his head and glanced at him, "I don't know." ”

"Then you ......" made this expression.

Wen Xuanhuai opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

Don't ask, if you ask, you're afraid of being beaten.