Hearing the remarks of Lu Chengliu, a man in green shirt, who can be described as his inexplicable old enemy, Xue Zhen was a little surprised. His gaze lingered on Lu Chengliu's body for a moment, and then he turned his gaze to the white-shirted monk in the upper seat of the hall, and cast an inquiring gaze.

"Xue Daoyou, have you ever done this?" the white-shirted monk at the table asked in a drunken dream, after a short period of silence.

When Xue Zhen heard this, he was stunned for a while, and at this moment, he realized that the third-order immortal Ou Yining's Jian Yì, as well as the unusual gaze of the white-shirted monk in front of him, was mostly done by Lu Chengliu, and the intention was to frame himself.

"How? dare to do it, dare not admit it?" Lu Chengliu's face flashed with a hint of cunning, imperceptible.

Xue Zhen was a little messy in his heart at the moment, and what he needed to do was to re-clarify the bits and pieces between him and Luo Mingxu. Xian Drunken Dream in the seat looked very condensed, but he didn't urge more, just stared at Xue Zhen, and swept towards Lu Chengliu next to him from time to time. Xian Drunken Dream's eyes are relatively deep, and it is difficult to see what kind of attitude it is.

Not long after, Xue Zhen raised his head again, looked at Xian Drunken Dream, and said like this:

"Xian senior, Xue has nothing to do with Luo Mingxu's death!"

"You still have to quibble! Back then, you and Luo Mingxu went out of the city at the same time, and soon after, his soul card was broken, you have nothing to do with his death, can this still be justified?" said Lu Chengliu, a man in a green shirt.

At this moment, Xue Zhen just smiled coldly and asked:

"Lu Daoyou, go out of the city with him, and his death will be related to Xue, isn't this too child's play! Moreover, Xue wants to ask, where were you at that time, and what were you doing?"

Speaking of this, Xue Zhen's eyes were already filled with a faint killing intent, staring at it, even Lu Chengliu couldn't help but avoid his gaze slightly, Lu Chengliu quickly said like this, and said:

"Xue Daoyou, are you suspicious of Lu?"

"Not only Luo Mingxu, but most of the people in this city, from the immortal level monks to the large and small shops, are succumbing to your obscenity and dare not speak loudly, and his death is in Xue's opinion, and it is precisely because of you that he has a great deal to do with you!" Xue Zhen shouted.

"The surname is Xue! Do you want Lu to confess to your heart this time!" Lu Chengliu, the man in green shirt, continued to chuckle and said, the cold color on his face was not much different from Xue Zhen.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen was slightly stunned in his heart, Lu Chengliu's planting this time seemed to be fully prepared, in Xue Zhen's opinion, he was the initiator of this matter, and most of the people who killed Luo Mingxu were Lu Chengliu. If this is the case, should he risk the demons of his heart and also do this centripetal word?

Thinking of this, the expression on Xue Zhen's face became a little solemn, but the person sitting at this moment, the white-shirted monk was drunk and coughed lightly, and said like this:

"Xue Daoyou, this matter was mentioned by Cheng Liu himself, and Luo Mingxu is not from the palace gate, if he hadn't said it, Xian Mou didn't know about it until now!"

Besides, Xian seniors didn't leave Luo Mingxu's soul card, but why did Lu Daoyou keep an outsider's soul card, could Luo Mingxu have anything to do with him?" Xue Zhen felt a little messy at the moment, and asked in a loud voice.

Speaking of this, the white-shirted monk looked at Lu Chengliu in a drunken dream, and Lu Chengliu's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, but he quickly rushed out and said:

"Luo Mingxu is a friend of Lu, is it wrong to keep his friend's soul card?"

"Friend, since Lu Daoyou likes to make friends so much, even a person in the lower realm will keep the soul card, so how many friends' soul cards can you have on your body now? Can you let the Xian seniors and Xue feel the magnanimity of your friendship with the world?" Xue Zhen, who was at this moment, grabbed a gap and immediately asked.

"Hmph, there is no need for your interference in this matter!" Lu Chengliu, the man in green shirt, snorted heavily.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen didn't say anything, obviously in that kind of centripetal words, Lu Chengliu had already made plans. However, in other aspects, Lu Chengliu did not prepare in advance, and immediately let Xue Zhen seize the handle.

At this moment, Xue Zhen turned his gaze to the white-shirted monk Xian Drunken Dream, and Xian Drunken Dream had a condensed face, how much of that condensation was against Xue Zhen and how much was against Lu Chengliu, only he knew. However, he quickly said to Xue Zhen like this:

"Xue Daoyou, now you can talk about the trip with Luo Mingxu!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen stared at the city lord Xian Zui Meng, in his opinion, the evidence of Fang Cai was actually very revealing, but Xian Zui Meng was still holding on, and he was extremely helpless in his heart. But he also remembered the bits and pieces of Xian Zuimeng's previous treats on himself, even if there were many things he didn't agree with, he still appreciated and trusted him.

Thinking about it, Xue Zhen let out a long sigh, swept Lu Chengliu next to him with cold eyes, and then came to the door with the original story, including Lu Chengliu, who was unwilling but finally agreed to raise the price, and the journey was quite smooth, including the conversation at the time of parting at the end, all of which were finished and said.

Hearing this, the white-shirted monk couldn't help but turn his gaze to the green-shirted man Lu Chengliu again, and many words in the narrative pointed to Lu Chengliu, intentionally or unintentionally, Lu Chengliu's face didn't change much at the moment, and he cried out:

"Do you believe all his words?" Lu Chengliu made his debut in a drunken dream.

"Lu Daoyou, you're just a few words, is it possible that you can come up with evidence!" Xue Zhen smiled coldly, and Bingsheng asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, the color of the eyes of the man in green shirt Lu Chengliu changed slightly, and he quickly smiled at Xue Zhen, a smile for unknown reasons, a smile that made Xue Zhen feel a little inexplicably chilly, and Xue Zhen's eyebrows were also deeply wrinkled.

"Cheng Liu! Xian has known about this for some years, why haven't you said conclusive evidence?" said the white-shirted monk Xian Drunken Meng.

"This is because this kid must be present in order for the evidence to be conclusive!" Lu Chengliu, the man in the green shirt, responded happily at this time, once again retaining a veil of mystery.

After saying this, the white-shirted monk frowned, and Xue Zhen also looked away, but the green-shirted man Lu Chengliu was a little bit of a grind, and after thinking for a long time, he took out a brocade box, a small brocade box, with a seal on it, full of inspiration, and it looked very mysterious.