In order to appease Mu Feng that day, Feng Qingyi echoed his sister and lied to him. Although it is a white lie, but now that it has been exposed, it is inevitable that there will still be some guilt in my heart.

Seeing that he had been staring at himself, Feng Qingyi's heart went up and down.

"That, Mu Feng, in fact, we didn't mean to lie to you.

It's just that Su Mu'er was already planted with a demon seed when she was pregnant, and there was no possibility of survival at all. We just want you to participate in the Xianmen Festival with peace of mind, don't blame my sister, everything is my idea. ”

After hearing this, Mu Feng hung his head and did not speak. He knew in his heart that that woman had always been the most affectionate. As long as there is a way to save Su Mu'er, she will always take action in her face.

It's just that......

A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, staring at Cheng Yi as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Over there, Cheng Yi still refused to believe what Shi Chengze said, and Su Mingyi was even more annoyed by this.

He knew that Cheng Yi was eager for quick success, but he never thought that he would disregard his daughter's life and use the child in her womb to secretly collude with the mysterious person to achieve his own goals.

Su Mingyi's 'grievance' came out of the sheath with a bang and rested on Cheng Yi's shoulder.

"Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi, I entrusted my daughter to you in vain, and you did this to her. Today, I want you to bury my daughter!"

The blade of his sword was close to Cheng Yi's neck, and just as he was about to slash it, a spiritual light wrapped around his sword, stopping his movements alive.

Because of this, everyone looked at each other. The fiery figure of Qingge slowly fell into their eyes.

As soon as she landed, many Xianmen monks drew their swords one after another.

Looking at her, Su Mingyi's slightly old face was crawling with hatred.

"Feng Qingge, what kind of grudge do I have against you, you want to slaughter my immortal sect!"

Qingge snorted coldly, his face lost his former softness, and the cold breath made people shudder.

"Heh, I also want to ask Immortal Lord Su, what kind of grudge do I have with you and the Wind Pavilion, and I let you go to such great lengths to frame you!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Your slaughter of the Wind Pavilion was seen by my seventh junior brother with his own eyes, how could it be that he framed you? You don't have to quibble here!" Cheng Yi said angrily.

"Cheng Yi, why do you say that this matter was done by my senior uncle? Is it just based on the words of your seventh junior brother? Then I also said that it was your seventh junior brother who destroyed your Feng Xuan Pavilion and then framed my senior uncle!"

Although Shi Yunya is on the facts, in the eyes of others, his words at the moment will only be regarded as quibbles.

"That is, Cheng Yi, you are not a good person yourself, do you still expect your junior brother to be a good person?"

The strangeness that she had endured for a long time finally broke out, and she had never seen such a shameless person in the world.

Shi Chengze said: "Don't be impatient for the time being, Immortal Lord Su and Cheng Gongzi are also concerned about the matter of the Wind Pavilion. It's not too late to come to a conclusion when things get to the bottom of things!"

He already had the answer in his heart, about the destruction of the Su family, it must be the people behind it who let the demon clan do it.

"Is this an expedient measure, or do you want to be like Youhuaijun twenty-one years ago, and let her go after taking this charge?"

"Feng Qingge, this demon, the scourge of the fairy road. Twenty-one years ago, Youhuaijun died because of her, and she still didn't know how to repent!"

"The scourge of the world deserves to be punished!"

"The scourge of the world deserves to be punished!"

......

The noisy shouts spread throughout the tide life.

"Shut up, you bastards, shut up for me!"

Feng Qingyi's shouts were drowned out in the sound of their crusade in unison, and no trace could be found, and no one could even hear it.

Such a familiar scene made Qing Ge laugh dumbly, twenty-one years ago, maybe the same group of people held swords against themselves in this place.

At that time, the master she relied on was unwilling to believe her, and she cultivated all of her to waste.

But after she left her tide career, in order to save the people she was victimized, her god was destroyed, making her feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Twenty-one years later, the same situation recurred.

It's just that this time there won't be any more Youhuaijun!

Her drooping eyes were full of loneliness, and then flashed with a red aura. The delicate lips were pursed together, coldly hooked.

With the flow of light between her fingers, the 'jade bone' appeared in her hand.

Just as she was about to control the 'Jade Bone' movement, a slightly cold hand grasped her sword-holding hand, and with a slight stroke, once again blocked her behind her.

"Don't be impulsive, or you really won't be able to explain it!"

She looked at Shi Chengze in front of her in surprise, the red aura in her eyes faded, and a piece of crystal flashed.

Interpreting the word, she has not used it for many years. Now her senior brother, the head of all the immortal sects, explained to these villains for her, only making her feel that they were unworthy!

"Forgive this immortal head for being puzzled, what is a demon and a scourge?

The sins of twenty-one years ago have long been paid, and everything has been cleared. What do you want to do with such a clench?

It was Cheng Yi who colluded with the mysterious person to release the demons, even if it was a scourge, it should be him, how did he become my junior sister!"

Shi Chengze never respectfully called himself the head of the immortal in front of people, but today he took the posture of the head of the immortal gate for the sake of the song.

Everyone's swords pointed at Cheng Yi again.

"Cheng Yi, you still don't admit your guilt?"

After Shi Chengze finished speaking, the moon-white wide sleeves pointed through the air, and the situation on the Wind Pavilion appeared on the screen.

"You can see clearly, the disciples of the Su family were obviously injured by demonic qi, how could it be Qingge who did it?

Just based on Cheng Yi's words, you are in a mess, how can you afford the heavy responsibility of the master of a door!"

The crowd put their swords in their sheaths.

"I'm stupid, and I still hope that the king of Qixi will forgive my sins!"

Su Mingyi looked at the current situation of his immortal gate and sat down on the ground. The hard work of watching more was finally ruined.

He looked at Cheng Yi hatefully, and said angrily: "What have you done, you rebel!"

Cheng Yi looked at the picture on the spiritual screen and knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Mu'er, Mu'er! No, no. He said that it only takes a drop of a child's blood, he said it.

He lied to me, he lied to me!ah...... He actually lied to me, Mu'er ......"

On the spiritual screen of Shi Chengze's ukiyo-e spar, Su Mu'er was lying quietly on her Mu Linxuan's bed, and the dazzling blood stained the futon red.

The purse embroidered with the word 'Yi' on the ground stung Cheng Yi's eyes.

The spiritual power in Shi Chengze's palm surged, and the purse appeared in front of Cheng Yi the next moment.

Cheng Yi's eyes were red, and he held the purse in his hand with difficulty.

The word 'Mu' on the other side of the purse made him even more painful.

He held it tightly in his hand, and when he sensed something inside, he opened it and took it out.

I saw a neatly folded piece of paper with the word 'Cheng Xi' written on it.

Cheng Yi's tears fell on those two words, blurring a ball of ink.

He held the paper in his hand, and no longer heard the sound of crusade on the sword training field, only the deepest cry in his heart.