Chang Le almost shouted out a sentence, and almost all the disciples outside the hall followed the elders to a place not far from the outside of the hall, and as soon as these words came out, not only the people in the hall, but they also heard it clearly.

The crowd suddenly erupted in whispers one after another, but because Qiu Chi was Tang Wan's personal disciple, although they were all suspicious in their hearts, no one dared to stand up and question him.

Even so, the scene was chaotic for a while. The newborn calves of the new disciples are not afraid of tigers, and most of them have only heard of Tang Wan's prestige, and they don't know her strength. There are some people who chew the root of their tongues, and the truth of the matter has not been settled, so they have already begun to fall into the ground, and even Tang Wan accused her, saying that she did not know people clearly and shielded her apprentices.

People never know how vicious their words are, and they only listen to one-sided words and make presumptuous conclusions about others, speculate on others with the worst ideas, and even impose their own ideas on others to spread false rumors and share them with their peers.

It's disgusting.

Tang Wan forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and her stomach turned upside down.

"Shut up for me!" Tang Wan's hand clenched the long smoke, and a sword came out of its sheath, and the sword qi cut a crack on the test bench not far away.

It is better to provoke thousands of people than to provoke the immortal master Tang late.

It's not just talking, Tang Wan has always liked to use actions to shut up others, even if her spiritual power is blocked now, but it is much stronger than those disciples.

In the eyes of the elders who didn't know the inside story, Tang Wan just wanted to deter the disciple Xie, so he didn't use all his strength.

However, this is also enough. The original noisy scene became silent after the long smoke came out of the sheath, and the people almost bit their tongues.

"Quiet?" Tang Wan raised his eyebrows, and the long smoke did not leave his hand, pointing directly at those disciples outside the hall, giving them the illusion that if they were not quiet, this sword would pass through their throats in the next second.

Everyone nodded like chickens pecking rice, but no one dared to say a word again.

"Since it's quiet, let's listen to Chang Le explain things clearly! One by one is impetuous! If you don't know the truth, you use your dirty thoughts to speculate about others at will! What? Did you see Qiu Chi kill him with your own eyes or what? Huh?" Between the words, the long cigarette in her hand never let go, and her tone was anger that she had never felt before.

Qiu Chi stood beside her, and could faintly see her shoulders trembling slightly, although it was very weak, but it was true, and I didn't know if she was angry or afraid.

Fear was really what he did.

"Why don't you say it? When will it be your turn for my apprentice Tang Wan to talk nonsense!", Tang Wan guarded the cub in front of Qiu Chi, and the long cigarette in his hand made a "woo" humming sound, as if he was cooperating with his master, and he had already entered a state of preparation.

Jiang Yunse had been secretly observing Tang Wan on the side, and the cold air in his eyes became heavier and heavier until he reached his heart.

The hands under the sleeves were clenched into fists, but his face did not change, he stepped forward to Tang Wan and patted her shoulder, and said in an indignant tone: "Master, don't be angry, my junior brother has lived with us for so long, and his character and disciples know best, how could he do such a thing." ”

Hearing him say this, Tang Wan's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and Changyan's sword aura weakened a little.

Qiu Chi was standing behind Tang Wan, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand to appease the master like Jiang Yunse, so he could only silently feel the master's emotions.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but ...... He didn't dare.

If it was before, I was afraid that he would have stepped forward with his eyes in his eyes, but at this moment he was a little weak and afraid.

If Shizun knew about his unbearable past, would he still be able to accept his current self?

In the confusion of his thoughts, he heard Jiang Yunse say again: "Chang Le, you have to pay attention to evidence when you speak, if you say that my junior brother is the murderer in your mouth, what will you use to prove it? Can you just rely on your one-sided words to convict us?"

Tang Wan's fierce gaze also looked over, and the long smoke sword qi in his hand rose a few points, which made Chang Le break out in a cold sweat.

If he wasn't shocked, it was all bullshit! To be able to cut such a crack in the ground so far away, it is easy to see how terrifying this person's strength is.

It's just that although he is afraid, in this world, there are some things that have been done and done, and no matter how to erase its existence, it will still leave a trace.

And unfortunately, he Changle is this trace.

"Forgive the disciple for being rude, dare to ask the master, is there a birthmark on his neck that looks like a plum blossom?" Chang Le stiffened his body, and his tone trembled slightly, but his eyes were still stubbornly staring at her, and he asked word by word.

"......" His words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, hitting the point.

Tang Wan's mind was blank, and his words were all in his mind.

She remembered that when she first went up the mountain, she took care of the large and small wounds on Qiu Chi's body, and she scrubbed his body for him when he bathed. At that time, she noticed a birthmark on his neck that looked like a plum blossom, and she thought it was very beautiful, and poked it with her hand.

If this matter hadn't been done by Qiu Chi, how could he know so clearly, and such private things were known so clearly.

But if it was done in the late autumn...... If he did......

Tang Wan's hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but increase a lot, and her eyes were obscure, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

After a while, she spoke, "Yes." ”

Their voices were not loud, but the echo effect in the hall was quite good, so the disciples outside the hall could also hear it clearly.

The originally silent crowd erupted into a burst of sighs, Chang Le didn't describe anything, they made up a series of plots in their minds, and Qiu Chi became a murderer who was inferior to a beast, killed his father and mother, and did all kinds of evil.

"Master, since you have also admitted it, it is enough to prove that what I said is true and true, right?" Chang Le smiled mockingly, and then pointed at Qiu Chi with a distorted face and shouted: "He Chang An, he is not worthy of being your personal disciple at all! Chang An, why are you still alive? Why don't you die?!"

Qiu Chi didn't refute him when he yelled at him like this, just stared at him with cold eyes. Chang Le was looked at by him, and on the other hand, he felt very unaccustomed to him.

Damn, he can't get used to him the most, he has been pitiful since he was a child, like their family has treated him badly and is sorry for him.

"What do you see me doing? Our family provides you with food and clothing, are you still sorry?" Chang An stepped forward and grabbed Qiu Chi's collar, his expression distorted.

Qiu Chi was half a head taller than him, so he could only pull the collar at the same time, and did not lift the person in its entirety.

"Heh—is that really the case?" Qiu Chi didn't laugh angrily, reached out and grabbed his arm that was holding his collar, and with only one hand, he reversed the situation, shook his hand away and grabbed his wrist.

"Ahh