Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

"Master, you're hurting me." Zhou Xiaoyu's mid-stage golden elixir strength was taken away by Xuanyuan Changqing, and she felt like her body was locked. A powerful spiritual power pressed her so hard that she couldn't breathe, and her shoulders There were bursts of severe pain, and I couldn't help but scream.

"Speak quickly, tell me everything you know!"

Han Lingbo hesitated to speak. Although she couldn't bear to see Xuanyuan Changqing bully the younger ones and secretly murder his own disciples, it was not her turn to fight against the injustice between master and apprentice, not to mention the sudden death of Xuanyuan Changqing's son. It hurts, and it’s normal to vent some.

"Yes!" Zhou Xiaoyu's face turned pale and she replied nervously: "After we were divided into groups, Senior Brother Xuanyuan suggested..."

"Junior sister, let me do the talking!"

Yelu Qingyun behind her suddenly interrupted her loudly, looking panicked, as if he was afraid that she would say something she shouldn't have said.

After all, Zhou Xiaoyu is still too young. It would not be good to tell everything that should not be said and what should be said in a hurry.

At least Xuanyuan Chun's proposal to rob other disciples' trophies and attack Yun Qian should not be mentioned. Once mentioned, Xuanyuan Chun's reputation would be in jeopardy even if he died.

Everyone's attention shifted to Yelu Qingyun again.

"Tell me, what did you do? How was my Chun'er killed?"

Xuanyuan Changqing's hand pinched Yelu Qingyun's shoulder blade hard.

The strength of the fingers was so heavy that even Yelu Qingyun, who was about to break through to the late stage of the Golden Core, bared his teeth in pain.

"Yes, Master, disciples dare not hide it!"

Yelu Qingyun glanced at Yun Qian and pointed at her from a distance: "It's her, this woman with ulterior motives!"

With this sentence, the whole place exploded again.

"Qian Yun? Woman? Did she kill Xuanyuan Chun?"

"It's a bit too exciting, the amount of information is too much, please let me calm down!"

"Isn't Qian Yun a man? What grudge does he have against the Young Pavilion Master? This is too unimaginable!"

"Tell me, why are you wearing a mask all the time? You're afraid that people will recognize you as a woman. You're a snake-hearted person and you should be killed!"

The direct disciples talked a lot, some were teasing, some were insulting, and so on.

The expressions of the seven great masters are also wonderful.

Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat Yun Qian alive.

Sima Hong looked at Yun Qian coldly, but after all, it was not his son who died, so he was not too excited.

Han Lingbo's expression was slightly calm, only slightly surprised.

The other elders also looked shocked and were waiting to see what happened.

"Qian Yun, take off the veil!"

Sima Hong scolded sternly.

Everyone was staring at Yun Qian, just waiting for the moment she would tear off her veil.

I'm curious about her appearance and why she hides her head and face.

"Xuanyuan Chun was really not killed by me!"

Yun Qian sighed, slowly took off the black gauze and threw it at his feet.

Her stunningly beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.

Her oval face, icy blue eyes, cherry lips and beautiful nose, long and lively eyelashes, coupled with her slender and graceful figure, icy muscles and jade bones, are elegant and noble, making people feel ashamed and unattainable.

Especially her sigh of "Alas" moved the hearts of the men present and made them feel pity inexplicably.

Some young direct disciples even assumed that Xuanyuan Chun's death had nothing to do with her because of her immortal appearance.

"You are sophistical!" Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't help but retort: ​​"When Brother Lawyer Ye and I left, you and Senior Brother Xuanyuan were the only two people present. If you didn't kill the person, who did he?"

After hearing what she said, everyone had to look at Yun Qian with critical eyes.

Among the people present, Xuanyuan Changqing, Sima Hong, and Han Lingbo all knew that Yun Qian was born as a girl, so they were not surprised.

On the other hand, the other four elders and the ten direct disciples were very interested in Yun Qian's hairpin.

But Sima Hong obviously didn't care about Yun Qian's identity, he was more concerned about whether Yun Qian was the murderer.

This made everyone feel itchy, but it was difficult to interrupt at this juncture.

"A person who conceals her identity and lurks in the sect must have ulterior motives. I believe she can do anything!"

Fourth Elder Song Yan glanced at Yun Qian with disgust and already made a conclusion for her.

"I told you, I didn't kill the person!"

Yun Qian smiled helplessly. At this moment, she really hoped that she was the one who killed Xuanyuan Chun, at least he would not be framed.

"Elders, when it comes to important matters in the sect, you should be cautious and ask more carefully. Don't let a good person go, and don't unjustly accuse a bad person!"

Han Lingbo gave Yunqian a look to reassure her.

Yun Qian nodded, a little touched.

There were so many people in the audience, but only Han Lingbo said a word for her.

And in Xianchen Pavilion, Han Lingbo took great care of her.

Xuanyuan Changqing suppressed his temper, his chest rose and fell, and he breathed heavily: "Okay, Qian Yun, I'll give you a fair chance to prove yourself!"

"I can't prove it myself!"

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Yun Qian hesitated slightly. After weighing it, he shook his head helplessly: "But I really didn't kill him. You can check the fatal injuries on Xuanyuan Chun's body!"

Autopsy? Everyone's first thought was that Xuanyuan Changqing would never agree.

"Okay!" Xuanyuan Changqing said decisively: "Come here, bring Chun'er!"

All the direct disciples were secretly surprised. They did not expect that Xuanyuan Changqing would be willing to let Xuanyuan Chun's body be exposed to everyone.

In particular, the six elders were also surprised. The decision of Xuanyuan Changqing, who had always been good-looking, felt very fresh.

Xuanyuan Changqing held back his grief, turned his back to Xuanyuan Chun's body, and burst into tears.

"Fifth Junior Brother, come and check it yourself!"

"Yes, Pavilion Master!"

Sima Hong was once again entrusted with the important task of personally inspecting Xuanyuan Chun's fatal injuries.

"The wounds on Chun'er's body were very dense, including burns, bruises, and bruises, but none of them were fatal. The final fatal wound was a sword wound on the neck, heart, and abdomen. One wound was enough to be fatal. This murderer struck Chun'er three times with his sword."

Sima Hong's face was full of shock, but he immediately raised Xuanyuan Chun's left hand: "Also, his left thumb was also cut off!"

There was silence in the main hall.

How much does the murderer hate Xuanyuan Chun? He was tortured in every possible way and even hacked at the corpse.

When Xuanyuan Changqing heard this, his body almost fell backwards, and his heart could bleed.

"Chun'er, dad will let the murderer suffer a hundred times the pain, so you can go in peace!"

Xuanyuan Changqing's body turned around unsteadily, tears streaming down his cheeks, and he was supported by Liu Baoju, the third elder at the side.

"Yun Qian, the swordsmanship you practiced in Xianchen Pavilion was used to kill Xuanyuan Chun?"

Sima Hong asked sharply.

The fourth elder, Song Yan, lost his temper. He rolled up his sleeves and shouted angrily: "You little bitch, which sect sent you here? If you don't recruit me from the truth, I will make you regret being born in this world now!"

Although Song Yan has a true temperament, he is also irritable and has a soft ear.