All the disciples of Dusk Creek were furious, and they moved their hands to the hilt of their swords.

Cheng Xiaorou clearly remembered that when her father and Zhizhu Zunxian died, Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai came to mourn at the last moment of mourning, and today, these two people were the first to appear, and no one knows their wolf ambitions?

But she didn't get angry, just waved her hand to signal the disciples to stop, and then nodded to Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai in thanks, and made a gesture inviting them to worship, her attitude was gentle and polite, and her eyes were as cold as frost.

The two glanced at each other, took a pillar of incense one after another, and began to worship in style.

The air condensed to freezing point, and the cold wind howled, which added a bit of chill to everyone present.

On the huge school ground, hundreds of people gathered, and it was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Yu Yuanyang is waiting, and after the arrival of Baimen, it will be his spring breeze.

After a long time, there was another sect on the school ground, it was Zhang Yuheng and his father Zhang Yonghe, who shouted and killed Ji Nuan, they were wearing plain clothes in a regular manner, and they were respectfully worshipping at the moment.

After that, the hundred doors came one after another, and after everyone's tacit worship was over, they looked at Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai with doubtful eyes.

Cheng Xiaorou didn't say a word, her eyes kept falling on Song Wangchen's coffin, she had a clear conscience, and she was naturally fearless.

Yu Yuanyang sighed, pretended to be sympathetic and held his forehead, and then patted Cheng Xiaorou's shoulder and said: "My niece, such a big thing happened in Duxi, and the island owner is also very sad, but Song Jue's cultivation is profound, and he is known for his ruthlessness and righteousness, and the island owner really can't think of any reason for him to peel off the pill and kill himself? Could it be for the fox demon, the island owner remembers that his niece said that Song Jue has nothing to do with the fox demon." ”

His words can be described as a pun, no matter whether Song Wangchen is dead or not, I am afraid that the charge of treachery in Duxi will not be cleared.

The people of the hundred doors were all talking in a whisper, and they all moved their eyes to Cheng Xiaorou, intending to see how the new head of Dusk Creek, who had only been in charge for about three months, would deal with this crisis?

Cheng Xiaorou was very calm, and simply asked, "What does Lord Yu mean by this?"

Yu Yuanyang didn't expect that Cheng Xiaorou would pretend to be confused, and after being stunned for a moment, he said: "Niece of the world, the owner of this island has reason to suspect that the person in the coffin is not Song Jue, or is it just an empty shell! Where the real Song Jue has gone, I'm afraid only the niece of the world knows, right?"

"Hey, old man, why are you so sure, did you see it with your own eyes or what, this medicine can be taken indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" Tang Yanyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his face was full of disdain.

Tang Shihai raised his hand and slapped him, and said angrily: "Bastard, there's no place for you to talk here, get out of the way and stay." ”

slapped the left side of the face again, he was just beaten by Meng Yan and it still hurts, and Old Man Tang beat him again, Tang Yanyan was a little angry, if it weren't for Tang Shihai is his nominal father, he would really go back.

Zijian motioned for him to step back with his eyes, and he would not easily interject when the sect masters were talking, Tang Yanyan was really reckless.

Cheng Xiaorou asked again, "What does the island master Yu mean?"

"Open the coffin and find out!" he replied, his tone sonorous and powerful, and his attitude haughty and self-controlled.

"Island Master Yu, the coffin has already been sealed, I'm afraid it would be unreasonable to open it at this time, although Song Wangchen is just an ordinary disciple of Duxi Yi, but the deceased is the greatest, this kind of yin thing, does Island Lord Yu really want to do?" Cheng Xiaorou tried her best to suppress her anger, and asked with good words, but there was a crystal in her eyes.

She was not afraid, but felt heartache, Song Wangchen's coffin must be opened today, but even so, she would not let them succeed easily.

Yu Yuanyang is in a bit of a dilemma, don't look at it, today's trip is just for nothing, the key is that he was swept away by a little girl in front of Baimen, then his old face is a big shame! Look! In front of Baimen, he has a bad reputation as a villain.

He looked at Tang Shihai, saw that his eyes were dodging, and he deliberately turned his back, and knew that Tang Shihai was preparing to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Gritting his teeth, he simply put out his old face and Bo last time, he said: "This island owner's move is really helpless, this Song Jue has a lot to do with the fox demon after all, while everyone in the hundred doors is here, as long as the niece opens the coffin and solves the doubts in everyone's hearts, Duxi will naturally be innocent!"

"What if I don't allow it?" Cheng Xiaorou asked again, her tone was no longer soft, but more threatening.

When Tang Shihai saw this, he felt that it must not be Song Wuchen in the coffin, and said angrily: "If you don't allow it, it proves that you have a ghost in your heart, dare to ask, what is your intention in doing this?"

The people of Baimen muttered quietly again, and the first person to express his position was Zhang Yonghe, who was naturally towards Yu Yuanyang.

He said: "Since Rou Meizun can let Baimen come to mourn, he must have a good feeling in his heart, so why not open the coffin to eliminate everyone's doubts and avoid unnecessary conflicts." ”

Cheng Xiaorou's fierce eyes swept over the hundreds of people, and then asked, "Do you want to see it too?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they couldn't say that none of these three major sects they wanted to offend, but they were always mixed in, and it was difficult to have both.

"You also know that Senior Brother usually doesn't like to be noisy, but now that he has passed away, you still have to be aggressive, since you have to open the coffin, it's not impossible.

But the deity can't just let you disturb the purity of the senior brother so easily, when the coffin is opened and the truth is revealed, the deity wants all of you to admit your mistakes to the senior brother!" Cheng Xiaorou had a very tough attitude, and there was no room for discussion between words.

"Presumptuous! Song Jue is something, let so many of us admit his mistakes, the owner of this island just wants you to open the coffin, but you shirk in every way, then it's no wonder I am more than that. Yu Yuanyang was already furious, rushed a few steps, then condensed the spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and struck out with a palm against the coffin cover.

As the sound of the coffin staggering sounded, everyone's eyes stopped on the coffin, and Yu Yuanyang stared intently, for fear of missing every detail.

Zijian had already rushed forward, slapped out a hard palm on his wrist, and pushed the coffin cover back from the new, he said: "Lord Yu is too deceitful in this move?"

Yu Yuanyang snorted coldly, and did not answer, so he struck out a palm again, and a palm also fell, and the two of them used force on their wrists at the same time, and no one refused to give in.

Seeing that the coffin could not be opened, Yu Yuanyang condensed his spiritual power in his left hand again, turned his wrist, and struck a palm at Zijian.

After turning sharply a few times to dodge a blow, he saw that the coffin had been opened by Yu Yuanyang.

There was a muffled sound, and everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and Yu Yuanyang's face was even pale, he really didn't expect that the person in the coffin was really Song Jue.

Hundreds of doors flocked to the coffin, and when they saw that the people in the coffin were really Song Wangchen, everyone was shocked, and naturally some people gloated, and some people felt compassion.

Mo Anxin trembled wildly, now he really didn't know how to explain to Ji Nuan when he went back.

"The deity said that the deceased is great, today you offended the deity's senior brother, should you give Duxi an explanation for your mistakes?" Cheng Xiaorou approached step by step, holding her hand silently, her expression solemn, and her eyebrows frowned.

The cold wind blew her plain robe, driving the green silk like clouds to dance with the wind, majestic and poignant.

At this time, the Duxi disciples had already drawn their long swords, and when Cheng Xiaorou gave an order, they would attack them in groups.

Cheng Xiaorou saw that no one answered, and asked again: "Don't you think that the new deity will not be long in office, and you can be bullied by others?"

The silent crowd suddenly became agitated, and some of the hundred doors had already taken the lead in apologizing, and the others hesitated again and again, and finally chose to apologize. After all, it was they who were at fault first, not to mention that although Twilight Creek was not as good as before, the reputation of the head of the hundred doors was still there, and they had no reason to offend Twilight.

Even Tang Shihai reluctantly bowed, and said the words "how offended" in a trembling voice, which was not only an apology, but also a slap in the face.

The people of the hundred gates gradually retreated, leaving Yu Yuanyang alone in the wind, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he took two steps back a little crampedly.

"Island Master Yu, it was you who personally opened the coffin, and also moved with the senior brother of the deity, dare to ask the island master Yu if he should explain it to the disciples of Duxi River, otherwise how could the deity be powerful?" Cheng Xiaorou was already approaching step by step, with a mocking smile on her face.

Yu Yuanyang's old face turned red, today he was still too impatient and made a mistake.

Now that I think about it, all this is more like a bureau set up by Dusk Creek, they first released the news that Song Jue was dead, inducing him to come with Baimen, and then in front of Baimen, they deliberately did not open the coffin, just to let him open it himself and embarrass him.

He really didn't expect that Cheng Xiaorou, a female doll, could have such scheming, but how could a person like him who was so arrogant admit defeat lightly.

Since it is a bureau, then Song Jue in this coffin is either a fake death or a fake.

Yu Yuanyang suddenly pulled out his sword and stabbed it at Song Wangchen's face, he wanted to see if this Song Jue was real or fake, whether he was alive or dead?

Zijian's eyes were quick, and he struck out Yu Yuanyang's wrist with a palm.

Yu Yuanyang deliberately let go of his hand, and exchanged his hand with Zijian, and the sword fell straight down.

When Qianjun fired, it was Tang Yanyan who swooped over and grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hands, and the tip of the sword was only a minute away from Song Wangchen's face at this time.

Blood dripped all the way down the blade of the sword onto Song Wangchen's cheeks, and Tang Yanyan grinned in pain, but he didn't forget to throw the sword on the ground.

Tang Yanyan sat down with his back to the coffin, staring at his bloody palm, and couldn't help but slander Ji Nuan in his heart, he was already afraid of pain to death, but now in order to protect her person, he took the white blade empty-handed, and even he felt terrified when he thought about it.

Cheng Xiaorou hurriedly stepped forward to check Tang Yanyan's injury, it was medicated and bandaged, where was there still a little respectful appearance, at this time, it was just an ordinary daughter's family should have watery tenderness.

Although Tang Yanyan's hands hurt, his heart was full of sweetness, staring at Cheng Xiaorou's soft wattles that were constantly entwined in his hands, and he smiled with a spring breeze.