Chapter 208: The Enemy Meets (5)
Yun Zhan and the others were taken down for interrogation, and Sang Ling was soon taken to a room alone, the room was dark and dreary, only the smell of candles and incense, and the curtain hung down from the roof, covering most of the room tightly, and one person was sitting inside, hidden behind the curtains.
Sang Ling didn't look at it much, and her face was full of grief and pain:
"Family master, I brought the young master back to you."
"Pop ——!"
Behind the curtain, a cup of tea was immediately smashed, and the tea spilled all over the ground.
Outside the curtain, the elder pointed in the direction of the soft collapse. Sang Ling didn't hesitate to take out Ye Liu's dead body from the storage bag and put it on top of the soft collapse, then she gritted her teeth and glanced at the elder, and took out two other corpses one after another and put them on the ground.
It's just that Ye Liu's corpse was wet and soaked, all of them were scorched black, obviously injured by a charm, and the last two were killed with a sword, and the fatal injuries were all in the neck.
No one spoke in the room, and soon the elders led the body down.
A stiff and cold voice sounded in the curtain, and every word was full of murderous aura.
"Say, tell me all about 1510!"
Sang Ling hurriedly lowered her head, did not hesitate, and directly told all the things in the past few days, focusing more on what happened to Ye Liu and Lu Chaoyan at the exit at the end, and the first time Lu Chaoyan directly killed two outer disciples outside the cave.
There was no sound behind the curtain for a long time, Sang Ling's body moved slightly, loosened her feet that had been standing for a long time, and was still thinking about what happened to Yunzhan over there. They are expected to be interrogated severely, and they don't know what kind of means the Ye family will use.
Just as she was still thinking about the next thing and the alternatives, she heard someone come in and report:
"Head of the family, the cause of death has been found."
Her heart tightened slightly, and she heard the Ye family master hum, and the person who came said directly and clearly:
"Young Master Ye died from a spell attack, the spell is a thunder attribute, the power of the golden pill, it is just triggered when it is strengthened by water, and the murderer is set in front of him. The other two disciples have already experienced their identities, that is, the casual cultivators who were just recruited this time, and the cause of death was a sword wound in the neck, but the sword method was sharp and the wound was shallow and narrow, and it should be the Jin Dan cultivator who was a head shorter to make the sword for women. ”
The room was quiet, like a graveyard in the middle of the night, so dead silent that only the sound of a heartbeat could be heard.
Outside the curtain, only Sang Ling stood alone, since she finished talking about Xuanyin Lingquan, no one came to take care of her anymore, it was the Ye family who came and went, and after the injury was checked, a few more came, all of which continued to restore and deepen the truth, and only a group of people remained who had not come over......
The Ye family master also found out about this and asked the disciples outside the door:
"The interrogator hasn't come yet?"
The disciple bowed his head and bowed in return to the room:
"Not really."
Then, his eyes suddenly raised half to look at Sang Ling, and his eyes quickly retracted.
Sang Ling glanced at the other party strangely, it was completely a raw face, but what did his eyes mean? Yunzhan has something happened there?
In Bai Manyin, the speculation in his heart became bigger and bigger, and he was moving in a bad direction...... Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she hurriedly stopped this chaotic mind of random speculation, Ye Shu left her here alone to play psychological warfare.
Time passed by minute by minute while waiting, and she never said a word, as if she had nothing to say, and continued to stand.
The head of the Ye family also knew the result of the trial, and directly knocked on the handrail twice, and soon the footsteps of a person sounded outside the door, it was the disciple who interrogated Yun Zhan and the others, and he informed the result:
"It's all said, in the middle, Young Master Ye left for a while, and when he appeared at the exit again, he was embarrassed, the core disciples beside him were all dead, and only Lu Chaoyan had been ......."
The follow-up is to talk to Sang Ling about the same.
As soon as the curtain moved, the head of the Ye family walked out from behind. Sang Ling was slightly surprised, and then immediately lowered her head.
Ye Shu actually aged so much overnight?
The expression of the Ye family master has become blank, but there is a murderous intent in his eyes.
"Heavenly Dao Sect, Lu Chaoyan, good, very good!"
Sang Ling's heart was settled, the angry look on her face quickly leaked out, and she gritted her teeth and said:
"She deceived people too much, if it weren't for this elixir, the young master wouldn't have died at her hands!"
As he spoke, the splitter was about to drop the jade box to the ground.
Suddenly, the jade box was frozen by the aura, and Sang Ling looked at the Ye family master who made the move in confusion.
"The head of the house?"
The voice of the Ye family master carried a cold danger.
"Give this jade box to Lu Chaoyan. Just say that the facts are unclear, and ask her what she means. When this is done, I will introduce you as a core disciple. ”
Only the core disciples had the opportunity to enter the nine-story tower, Sang Ling took the core disciple token without showing any smugness, and lowered his head to reveal a trace of fear:
"Yes."
When the night was at its thickest, Sang Ling carried the jade box and directly found Lu Chaoyan.
Lu Chaoyan stepped into the threshold and glanced at the broken temple, a little impatient:
"You're alone? What do you want me to do? Also, let me make it clear, Ye Liu was not killed by me, you go back and tell your master. ”
After the Xuanyin Spiritual Spring came out, Lu Chaoyan didn't hear that kind of specious rumors, but she believed that justice was in the hearts of the people, Ye Liu was not killed by her, and she didn't have any weakness to be afraid. And in order to prevent others from speculating indiscriminately, she simply went to the appointment alone to prove her innocence.
Sang Ling didn't know the other party's temperament, but she was too clear, but guessed all of Lu Chaoyan's reactions little by little. For example, now, he deliberately asked Lu Chaoyan to come over at this critical juncture, just to seize the other party's blind and arrogant psychology of wanting to clear up the rumors.
It's just that Lu Chaoyan ignored one thing. In the past, she was the heroine, and the whole world plot had to give way to her, but now after three or two temptations, Sang Ling has clearly known that the control of the plot is slowly weakening, and Lu Chaoyan's fame has begun to develop on the bad side.
From the praise of the past, to the mixed reputation now, the world is slowly sobering up under her beautiful painted skin.
And if the Ye family was placed in the past, under the interference of the plot, they would only find the wrong enemy, and they would not clearly target Lu Chaoyan, the plot protection would be less, and her counterattack could be slowly added up.
Sang Ling in the broken temple smiled and handed over the jade box.
"This is an elixir, it's useless to me, let's give it to Fairy Lu."
Lu Chaoyan didn't take it as soon as possible, and he was a little vigilant.
"Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
Sang Ling sighed, and her eyes showed reluctance to look at the jade box.
"The disciples who were in the same sect as me couldn't bear the anger of the Ye family, and they were all tortured. If I hadn't brought back Young Master Ye's corpse, I wouldn't even have had a chance to find medicine for them at this time. ”
"Are you asking for medicine for those people?" Lu Chaoyan's eyebrows were relieved, this female cultivator had also begged her for the corpse of the same sect before. She opened her palm and handed it over, and her beautiful sleeves drew a graceful arc in mid-air, with a seductive temperament.
"Okay, you give me the elixir, and I'll give you enough medicine for the wound."
Pearls for fish eyes, this deal is not a loss.
Sang Ling glanced over, not caring about the other party's posture of enjoying the mortal offering from above, and put the jade box in her hand.
Lu Chaoyan looked down, then moved his fingers and pushed away the jade box, and with a soft "click", a white and colorful fairy grass was revealed.
She looked carefully, and suddenly frowned:
"It's not an elixir!"
"That's right."
The voice sounded from outside the door, Lu Chaoyan looked back at Sang Ling who was standing outside the threshold, and looked back at the "Sang Ling" in front of him in disbelief.
The nun in front of her hooked her lips and smiled, with an indescribable eerie smile.
"Fairy Lu, how is my Ye family's illusion technique?"
As she spoke, the face of a completely unfamiliar man changed, and then she quickly made a move, and the aura of the tyrant rushed towards her heart.
Lu Chaoyan threw away the jade box and raised his hand to deal with it. Not wanting to be dark in front of her, her vision turned upside down, she shook her head sharply, only to realize that she had been poisoned.
"You actually poisoned the jade box!"
The elder of the Ye family sneered disdainfully, raised his hand and continued to attack, intending to take advantage of her illness to kill her. Lu Chaoyan took a few quick steps and stepped back, while eating the spiritual hydraulic toxin.
This toxin was no more difficult than the inexplicable toxin of Xuanyin Lingquan, and she quickly unraveled it and fought directly with all her might.
Yemiao entered the Dozens of Ye family again, and the two sides went back and forth, fighting dozens of moves.
Sang Ling watched eating melons outside the door, and at the same time controlled the imprisoning array, so that Lu Chaoyan couldn't get out.
It's just that these elders and disciples of the Ye family tried their best, but they failed to take down Lu Chaoyan. It can only be said that she is too lucky, and there are too many treasures.
Lu Chaoyan always has an endless stream of magic weapons on his body, not only the diamond yarn hairpin, but even the thunder and lightning attribute charms are also grabbed and thrown outside.
But they didn't know that when the Ye family saw the spell that worked together, they were even more sure that Ye Liu was killed by Lu Chaoyan, and their eyes were red and they increased their offensive.
Suddenly, in the temple, the sound of jingling bells continued, and the screams were endless.
But Lu Chaoyan was only injured, not life-threatening.
Sang Ling saw the back, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when she was hesitating, she was suddenly pushed behind her, and she just fell into the battle.
She grabbed the person behind her with her backhand and pulled into the battle together, and after the other party was surprised, she continued to kill people, and after more than a dozen moves, she directly slashed people to the spot, and then asked the mirror of retrospective migration in her body:
"Who is this man? The Ye family? ”
The Mirror of Retrospective Migration nodded:
"Yes, that's the elder closest to the Ye family master."
Sang Ling sneered:
"It seems that Ye Shu doesn't plan to spare my life, the position of the core disciple is for me to kill Lu Chaoyan."
The Mirror of Retrospection is incredible:
"But how can you succeed in building a foundation for your hidden cultivation?"
"Because I am the best scapegoat, I die so that this game of chess can live." Raising his hand and waving away the killing move that suddenly stabbed behind his back, Sang Ling looked back and saw that it was the core disciple of the Ye family who he didn't know.
Sure enough, the head of the Ye family planned to kill her during the melee, and then he could use her death to fight Lu Chaoyan with all his might. As long as he is dead, no matter whether it is successful or not, the Ye family will be deceived in this matter, not the main reason.
The mirror of retrospective love almost wants to hit someone:
"Sure enough, it's a slut!"
"Anyway, I killed his son, and it's not a loss."
Sang Ling only managed to protect herself in the melee, and did not get involved in the battle between them and Lu Chaoyan.
The battle became more and more intense, and Lu Chaoyan was under a lot of pressure to fight. The assassination that Sang Ling faced was also becoming more and more arrogant, almost undisguised.
Then, Sang Ling was so annoyed that she could directly use the mirror to close her breath, and then smeared other people's blood and lay on the ground and pretended to be a dead corpse.
Seeing that this female cultivator was dead, the Ye family was immediately relieved, and all the attacks in their hands were applied to Lu Chaoyan, and suddenly countless blood wounds appeared on Lu Chaoyan's body, she glanced at the injury in a panic, took out the communication jade pendant and decided to ask the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect for help, not wanting to be stopped by the Temple Breaking Array.
For the leader of the elder's face gloomy:
"Hmph, it's specially prepared for you, Fairy Lu enjoy it."
As he spoke, Ling Yan's offensive suddenly turned into a bloody storm and went towards the landing of the head cover of Yan Dou, vowing to leave people on the spot.
Lu Chaoyan bit a row of fine teeth, and the move hit his body, and suddenly a strong spiritual light erupted, and the temple collapsed with a bang.
The sky was slightly brighter, and the early morning sunlight swept faintly to the suburbs, and after the imprisonment formation was broken, the ruined temple after a night of melee collapsed into a pile of ruins in an instant.
The rubble was littered with dead bodies, and a veiled woman was lying on her back, covered in a cloud of rubble, disheveled.
Sang Ling got up from the ground and went to rummage through Lu Chaoyan's clothes as soon as possible.