Chapter Thirty-Eight: Trying to Cover Up

Qin Boya was stunned, "Of course you can..."

Under everyone's attention, Shen Ling approached Jiao Er's body, squatted down and only took a cursory glance, and found the fatal knife wound.

He examined the wound carefully, and immediately knew it.

"What was the situation like? Have you seen the Demon King kill Senior Brother Jiao? Shen Ling asked without raising his head.

"At the time... A strange thing happened...", one of them replied resignedly.

Xu Kun hurriedly asked:

"What's strange? Why don't you speak up? ”

"At that time, Senior Brother Ye was taking us hunting, and after walking to a deep forest, just about to rest, Senior Brother Ye and Jiao Er disappeared one after the other..."

At the mention of Ye Bufan, Xu Kun perked up and asked:

"And then?"

“... By the time they reappeared, Jiao Er had already become like this, and Senior Brother Ye he... He also passed out and woke up for half a day. ”

Xu Kun stared at Ye Bufan, pointed at him and reprimanded:

"Ye Bufan, it must be you who did it, kill Jiao Er!"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Killing the same sect is a taboo in the sect!

Ye Bufan seemed to have a countermeasure, and retorted unhurriedly:

"Senior Brother Jiao has no grudge against me, why should I kill him? Besides, I'm only cultivating in the foundation building period, how can I have such great ability to use the method of teleportation? ”

"This..."

Xu Kun was asked all of a sudden, and he didn't say that he was ugly for a long time.

Ye Bufan paused, and then explained:

"At that time, I was in a coma after I was taken captive, and I didn't know what happened in between. Senior Brother Xu, you can't wronged a good person..."

The Sword Pavilion disciples began to talk to each other.

"Senior Brother Ye really has no reason to kill Jiao Er, and the two of them don't have any deep hatred..."

"That's right, besides, even if you want to kill him, you can't leave a false pretense?"

Just when Ye Bufan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Ling stood up and looked at him with some sharpness in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Ye is right, he really can't teleport, and then take Jiao Er away..."

"Cousin, you... How do you speak for the kid surnamed Ye? Xu Kun was a little puzzled.

"What I'm saying is the truth," Shen Ling's expression was calm, "I have examined Senior Brother Jiao's body, and the knife wound on his heart must have been caused by the Demon King's demon knife." I've fought with that guy, and the demonic aura of the wound is just right. ”

There is a senior brother who testifies, and the cause of Jiao Er's death seems to have been revealed?

"Thank you, senior brother, for proving my innocence..."Ye Bufan took the opportunity to bow his hand and bow.

"Wait..."Shen Ling raised his hand, "When did I say that you were wronged?" ”

Ye Bufan's eyes widened slightly, "According to what Senior Brother said, the murder weapon that killed Senior Brother Jiao was the demon knife on the Demon King's body, isn't it obvious?" ”

"It's true that the demon knife is a murder weapon, but the murderer is not necessarily the demon king."

Shen Ling's spearhead was directed at Ye Bufan, who chuckled in his heart, and his palms were sweating.

"Senior brother, you are really joking, according to what you said, could it be that the demon king handed the knife to me, and then, I used it to kill Senior Brother Jiao?"

Ye Bufan sneered, he acted very well, and many Sword Pavilion disciples showed disapproving looks.

Shen Ling pointed to Jiao Er's left chest, and said without hesitation:

"Please take a closer look at this wound, it is not straight in and out, there are some tear marks at the edges. This shows that the murderer must have been nervous at the time, and that he was not a master of using knives..."

Hearing this, Xu Kun rushed up, and after a careful inspection, he said excitedly:

"Cousin, you're right, Jiao Er's wound is too rough, and the person who killed him doesn't look like an expert in making knives!"

Shen Ling's face was serious, "The dignified Demon King, how could he make such a mistake?" Senior Brother Ye and Senior Brother Jiao are almost missing from their front and back feet, why is only Senior Brother Ye safe and sound? Don't you wonder? ”

Under a series of forced questions, Ye Bufan was directly pushed to the forefront!

"Senior brother, no matter how interesting your story is, it's a pity that it's not the truth after all. Why should I kill him? And you want to borrow the demon king's knife to kill him? You can explain it, Ye Mou is the law! ”

Ye Bufan's forehead was sweating, and he felt that everyone in the Sword Pavilion had begun to look at him with suspicion and jealousy.

After all, no one wants to deal with someone who kills their fellow disciples!

Shen Ling took a step forward and stared at him:

"Senior Brother Ye, you have to understand, now you have to explain clearly, not me..."

"You... Damn it! Ye Bufan couldn't help but hate itchy.

Shen Ling saw his annoyed appearance, and while he was a little happy in his heart, he was also secretly frightened.

The plot has really changed!

The protagonist Ye Bufan, the dignified son of heaven, is likely to have been bought!

And who is the one who bought him?

The Boar King? Not like.

Obviously, the Boar King is just a character who works for others, and the biggest possibility is that he is the mastermind behind it, the manipulator hiding in the shadows.

It's a pity that Shen Ling's cultivation at this time was far from enough to find out the secret that Ye Bufan deliberately concealed.

Fortunately, with this dried corpse, it is basically impossible for Ye Bufan to wash away the involvement.

This time.

At this critical moment, a beam of sword qi shot into Jiao Er's body, and the fire flashed, and the corpse turned into scorched earth in the blink of an eye!

Qin Boya flicked his fingers lightly, his expression extremely calm.

"In any case, Jiao Er is dead, and I can't let the disciples of the Sword Pavilion show his face like this, and I can be regarded as leaving a little dignity for him by doing this."

Shen Ling glanced at the black dust under his feet, and then looked at Uncle Qin Boya with a little coldness on his face.

It's a good move to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, so that there is no proof of death!

Uncle Shi, are you really a little tired?

"Uncle Shi's benevolent heart is rare in the world, and my nephew admires it!" Ye Bufan was pleasantly surprised and immediately complimented.

Among the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, although there were also some disciples who were puzzled by Qin Boya's behavior, because of his identity, they could only follow him.

Qin Boya stroked his goatee and nodded:

"The disciples of the Sword Pavilion should unite and contribute well to the Sword Pavilion, and they must not have the heart of infighting. This matter will stop here, I will report it truthfully on the sect's side, don't talk nonsense and damage the reputation of the Sword Pavilion! ”

"Disciple knows..."

In addition to Shen Ling and Xu Kun, the Sword Pavilion Trial disciples all said in unison.

Qin Boya sensed that the two of them were unconvinced, but he was not angry at all, and after saying something that was not salty or light, he turned around and walked away on the pretext of helping to find other sect disciples.

There were a few disciples who usually had a good relationship with Jiao Er, and they were busy cleaning up the black dust he left behind, but Ye Bufan, who was on the side, secretly took a sip.

Shen Ling saw it in his eyes, and his brows tightened.

"Senior brother, why are you and my senior brother so ruthless and want to put me to death?" Ye Bufan's face was unbeaten.

"What you did, you know best. Senior brother, I warn you, don't play those little tricks, in the end you can only lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot. ”

Shen Ling was very calm, and there was still some mockery in his eyes.

"Hmph, don't forget, the gamble between you and me is not over yet, when the sect announces the results of this trial, the senior brother will admit defeat and obediently hand over the position of the chief disciple of the Sword Pavilion!"

Shen Ling smiled, but ignored him, turned his head and left.

After glaring at Ye Bufan, Xu Kun hurriedly followed.

"Made, how dare you ignore me? Shen Ling, you wait for me, sooner or later, I will ruin everything for you! ”

Ye Bufan's eyes erupted with fire, and his clenched fists oozed a red...