Chapter 115: Premeditated Frame-up
"Master, the disciple has something to report!"
At the moment when the situation was anxious, Yang Shu, who was sitting next to Zhou Xiaoyu, suddenly raised his hand and said softly.
Everyone followed the prestige and saw Yang Shu, who looked soft-tempered, with a red face.
Sima Hong and Yang Shu glanced at each other, and Yang Shu, who had always been timid, unexpectedly hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, exchanging glances with each other.
Everyone didn't notice it, and they all thought that Sima Hong was encouraging Yang Shu.
"The contents of this package were picked up by the disciple at the scene!"
Yang Shu took out a cloth bag from her arms in a panic and handed it to Sima Hong.
Yang Shu, Xu Mao, and Jiang Chunjian were the first to find the bodies of Xuanyuan Chun, Li You, and Ye Siran.
Sima Hong pretended to glare at her, and blamed angrily: "You girl, you didn't even show the evidence as soon as possible!" ”
"I ...... I'm scared ......" Yang Shu bit her lip, her eyes flustered.
In front of everyone, Sima Hong opened the package.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the moment it was opened, and they wanted to see through it.
Inside are two cracked masks.
A fox mask with a shallow cloud.
"Qian Yun, what else do you have to say? If you didn't kill someone, what would I be on the scene with your mask? ”
Sima Hong almost jumped up, and suddenly came to his senses.
"Hmph, I'm at a loss now, no matter how I prove it, you won't believe me, what else do I say?"
Yun Qian sneered, and his ice-blue eyes swept over the group of people.
There is only apathy, hatred, anger.
A cracked mask, falling on the spot, what does this prove?
It can only prove that she was at the scene at the time, but it does not guarantee that others have not been to the scene.
Obviously, it had been confirmed that the fatal injury had nothing to do with her, Yun Qian only cut off one of Xuanyuan Chun's fingers, but when the two broken masks were presented, everyone still identified her as the murderer.
The atmosphere is here, and you have to be convicted, right?
Yun Qian smiled sneeringly.
There is no excuse for the sin you want to add, and if people want to harm you, there are always more reasons.
She saw a triumphant smirk on Sima Hong's face.
Look at Yang Shu again, although she deliberately pretends to be a little white rabbit, she is obviously white and black, and her belly is full of calculations and harmful.
The reason why she took out the mask at this time was to create an atmosphere of final wording.
When all the evidence points to a person, a seemingly inconsequential piece of evidence can convict her.
"In front of Chun'er, Ling Chi will be executed!"
Xuanyuan Changqing took a long breath, and his voice jumped out from between his teeth, tearing his heart.
The six elders didn't make a move, after all, the seniority is too high, it is inconvenient to bully the small with the big, and to deal with one Yun Qian, the ten pro-disciple disciples are enough, and the knife is used to kill chickens?
"Qian Yun, suffer death!"
The first to rush over was Xu Mao, the eldest disciple of Xuanyuan Changqing, who else could he do this kind of thing to grab credit?
Being able to get into the throne of the senior brother is related to his quick eyes and ability to do things.
Xu Mao is a master in the late stage of Jindan, and with his strength, it is not a problem to deal with Yun Qian, who has just been promoted to the Jindan stage.
So the others don't bother to attack it in groups.
The people of Tianlei Pavilion still love face very much.
"Thunder Fist!"
Xu Mao clenched his fists with five fingers, and without saying a word, he just hit him from the air.
The other disciples also frowned slightly, sweating for Yun Qian.
Xu Mao is the strongest master among his disciples, especially good at fist and foot exercises, fists to the flesh, close attacks, and a full sense of oppression.
In addition, his footwork is extremely fast, and he just swept in front of Yun Qian in the blink of an eye, and a punch hit her chest.
"Star Demon Wall!"
Yun Qian's heart moved, and the Star Demon Xiao Defense Technique urged.
"Boom!" The thunder fist made a muffled sound of thunderbolt in the main hall, and the entire hall was shaken.
But the punch on the pale blue wall of light, like a blow to cotton, had no effect at all.
The punch failed, and Xu Mao's face couldn't hang up.
Everyone else was stunned, this wall of light was not like the talisman of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, and they had never seen it.
Xu Mao struck with all his might, and Yun Qian was unscathed.
"Replace me!"
Yun Qian raised the black and heavy Molin Sword in his right hand, and then flicked it with his left hand.
"Flick the sword song!"
Everyone recognized this move, it was a relatively ordinary swordsmanship of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion.
By flicking the tip of the sword with his fingers, he emitted a scream, urging the spiritual power to superimpose on the whistling sound that bounced out and the force that bounced forward, forming a sonic attack, a sword qi attack, and a double attack.
"Hmph, Guan Gong is playing with a big knife in front of him, try my talisman spiritual power!"
This time, Xu Mao looked at him coldly, crossed his hands in front of him, and mobilized his body protection spiritual power to resist.
"Ding!" With a bang, the sword roar and the sword qi struck at the same time.
The impact on the protective spiritual power in front of Xu Mao was like a nail nailed to a piece of iron.
Are the nails thicker and sharper, or are the pieces of iron thicker?
There was a "pop", and it seemed that the sound of cracking was heard.
Xu Mao had a bad premonition, feeling that an invincible force had pierced his talisman spiritual power.
The roar of the sword made his ear drum hurt.
"Oooo At the moment when the spiritual power of the talisman was broken, Xu Mao quickly flew backwards, dodging Yun Qian's fatal blow with a flick of his fingers.
And his retreat is tantamount to admitting defeat and admitting that he is not Yunqian's opponent.
The seven great masters were also shocked, Xu Mao couldn't even beat Yun Qian between the two moves, which showed that Yun Qian was indeed a genius.
"Senior Brother Xu Mao, you're too trusting, aren't you? Your thunder fist can't even hurt a woman, but the opponent's finger flick sword song has forced you back a few steps, and the name of the first disciple is really wasted! ”
Everyone was shocked, and some people sneered.
"Mo Xiaoke, I finally let you find a chance to taunt me, just now I was too light on the enemy and didn't use all my strength, now I won't keep my hands back, you open your eyes again!"
Xu Mao's old face was flushed, in the two rounds just now, it was true that he lost to Yun Qian, a newly promoted disciple of the lineage, and he lost face in front of the master of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, but he wanted to get his face back now.
Mo Xiaoke sneered: "Come again?" Do you want us to see your jokes? What a piece of rubbish! ”
Mo Xiaoke is the eldest disciple of Han Lingbo of Xianchen Pavilion, and he has always been at odds with Xu Mao and the other four, because of the open and secret fighting of the previous generation, the second generation is also fighting fiercely, where is he willing to let go of the opportunity to ridicule Xu Mao, and it is impossible for him to get back to the field.
He turned his eyes to look at Yun Qian, like looking at the fish on the cutting board!
His lips pursed and he sneered: "Yun Qian is a disciple of my Slim Dust Pavilion, so it should be my senior brother who personally executes the family law!" ”
Between the words, the majesty is all under control!
And Yun Qian, his attention was not on him at all, but on the Seven Great Grandmasters.
What she is afraid of is that the seven old guys, whether they can escape or not depends on the attitude of the seven great masters!
Xuanyuan Changqing and Sima Hong, the two brothers, must have wanted to put her to death.
Song Yan had the intention of currying favor with Xuanyuan Changqing, but the other four were all cautious, and it was easier to deal with!