Ye Qingqiao sat on the ground covered in blood, staring at her hands with a dull gaze, and a blood-stained Fengming knife fell at her feet. Jiuyang Zhenren fell in front of her five feet away, and there was a blood hole about seven inches wide at the mouth of her heart, and the blood kept gushing out, and the residual temperature on her body was not cool, so it could be seen that she hadn't been gone for long. And there are a few lines of words written in blood on the floor next to him: Ziyu kill me, the Qiankun jade on this woman's body is the source of the disaster!

"The soul has dissipated...... Jiuyang ...... "Mingyang Zhenren grabbed some floating powder with his hand, twisted it with two fingers, and then shook his head and sighed.

"Criminal, how dare you ......" Qingyang Zhenren's eyes were about to split, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. Senior Brother Jiuyang has always been highly respected in the Lingyin Sect, and in recent years, he is most likely to break through to the Convergence Period, and since he entered the Lingyin Sect, he has a deep friendship with Senior Brother Jiuyang, but he didn't expect to die at the hands of his own female disciple, how can he accept such a fact?

"No, it's not me, it's not me!" Ye Qingqiao shook her head desperately, she got up and knelt on the ground and cried.

"Senior Brother Jiuyang treats you like a son, and anyone who usually takes care of you can see it as long as you have eyes, why are you so wolf-hearted! Senior brother, this woman can't stay!" Mingyang Zhenren said viciously.

"No, I didn't kill the master, I really didn't kill him!" Ye Qingqiao shouted while crying.

"I asked Zifei just now, he said that you and your master are the two people in the hall, he has been guarding the door of the hall, and there is no third person entering the hall, and he rushed in as soon as something happened, you said that it was not the person you killed, so how do you explain all this? And there is also your master's blood book here, how do you explain?" Qingyang Zhenren said sharply.

"The master came to Ziyu today, saying that he wanted to see how Ziyu's martial arts cultivation had improved in recent years, and then Ziyu pulled out the Fengming knife and played it a few times for the master, but he didn't expect the master to suddenly go crazy and snatch Ziyu's knife...... Just ......" Ye Qingqiao couldn't cry.

"Bastard, do you mean that Senior Brother Jiuyang stabbed himself with a knife?" Mingyang Zhenren shouted.

"Scum!" Qingyang Zhenren grabbed the dust fiercely and threw it at her, Ye Qingqiao was hit by a powerful force on the neck, and then his body flew high, hit the pillar of the main hall with a bang, and then fell to the ground.

"Poof~" With a suffocation in her chest, she spurted out a mouthful of blood. But she still crawled towards Qingyang Zhenren, and desperately kowtowed and shouted in a low voice: "Uncle in charge, the master is really not killed by Ziyu, Ziyu is wronged~~"

Qingyang Zhenren kicked her out, and this kick was very heavy, because she fainted to death after hearing her scream.

There was a trace of pity in Yunyang Zhenren's eyes, and he persuaded Qingyang Zhenren: "Senior brother, Ziyu, this child is something we grew up watching, she has always been a child who respects teachers, and it is not like she can do such a big rebellious thing, should we investigate it again and then convict?"

"I don't think so, just look at her three years ago to make trouble in the imperial court, killed the current emperor, and caused our Lingyin Sect to be criticized by the world, if it weren't for the fact that we are the first immortal cultivator in the world, we would have razed the army in the imperial city a long time ago! So she killed her own master, I don't think it's strange at all!" Mingyang Zhenren squinted his eyes and stared at Ye Qingqiao who was lying on the ground, for some reason, he felt that this girl was unpleasant from the beginning, where was it like his apprentice Yun, not to mention his high talent, and his identity was still very noble.

Qingyang Zhenren didn't speak, but just took out a small crystal coffin from his sleeve and threw it into the air, and the crystal coffin gradually grew larger and fell to the ground steadily. He slowly walked to Jiuyang Zhenren's side, bent down to pick him up, and silently recited a spell, and the blood stains on Jiuyang Zhenren's body disappeared. He gently put the corpse of Jiuyang Zhenren into the crystal coffin.

At this time, the enchantment was torn open, and the Ziyang Master Ancestor walked in, and Qingyang Zhenren, Yunyang Zhenren, and Mingyang Zhenren saluted one after another.

Ziyang Master Ancestor walked to the crystal coffin and stroked Jiuyang Zhenren's face with his hand, suddenly sensing something, his brows furrowed tightly, but in the end he withdrew his hand.

"Master, it was that scumbag who killed Senior Brother Jiuyang. Qingyang Zhenren pointed at Ye Qingqiao and said to Ziyang Master.

The ancestor of the Ziyang Master read the blood book left by Jiuyang Zhenren, and then walked to Ye Qingqiao's side, and was surprised to find that this woman was the one who went out of the customs three years ago to unseal and marry for her, how could she do such a disaster?

"Can the investigation be clear?" asked Ziyang Master Ancestor.

"Master, there is Jiuyang's blood book on this place, I have confirmed that it is Jiuyang's handwriting, and this matter is clearly ......" Qingyang Zhenren was about to say next, but Ziyang Shizu interrupted him.

"Okay, I'll take this girl first, you guys clean up here!" After Ziyang Master Ancestor finished speaking, as soon as he swept the dust, Ye Qingqiao was put into his sleeve.

The three real people didn't dare to have any objections and watched the Ziyang Master Ancestor leave.

Half a month passed in a flash, and when Ye Qingqiao was sober, he found that he was locked in the ice prison of the Lingyin Sect. She stood up and held her forehead and thought hard, what happened in the Qingqian Hall played over and over again in her mind like a movie, the master died, everyone thought she killed it, but she really didn't kill the master, but poor but no one wanted to believe her. She shivered with cold, her hands tightly wrapped around her, but she still felt a biting chill.

"Ye Qingqiao!" Ziyang Master Ancestor's voice came.

At this time, an image of the Ziyang Master Ancestor appeared on one of the walls of the ice prison.

Ye Qingqiao hurriedly knelt down in front of the image, "Master!"

"You were originally a disciple of my Lingyin Sect, but you did such a rebellious thing as killing a teacher, you should have been locked in the Cave of Death, and suffered from the seven seven and forty-nine days of heaven and earth fire, but Nian has saved countless people during your travels, so the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime is unforgivable, the Qiankun jade on your body is the first source of disaster, I will take it out!" Ziyang Master Ancestor's voice did not carry a trace of warmth.

"No, Master, please don't take Ziyu's Qiankun Jade~" Ye Qingqiao shouted in horror.

Ziyang Shizu's hand suddenly stretched out from the image and grabbed Ye Qingqiao's dantian.

"Ah~~~" Ye Qingqiao let out a burst of screams. After seeing a white light, she felt a sharp pain in the dantian, as if she had pulled off a piece of flesh raw, and the tearing feeling was painful to the heart, and the nerves in her whole body were transmitting this pain to the brain. A bloody hole was revealed in the dantian, and she rolled on the ground in pain, and blood flowed all over the ground.

After struggling a few times, she stopped moving, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

At this time, a dark green jade bracelet appeared in the hand of the Ziyang Master...... 2k reading web