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Before Song Huaiqing could speak, Duan Wuming took the lead and asked sternly: "Xiao Fangchi, did you kill Sect Master Jun's daughter?! Are you a member of the demon clan? What is your purpose?! Where is Bi Fangdao? Hand it over quickly. !”

Yue Mingming followed suit: "Junziluo, that child has lost her soul. Xiao Fangchi, you are so vicious! Why did you want to kill her?"

Jun Chengyu was also staring at Xiao Fangchi with red eyes. If it hadn't been for the elders of the sect holding him back, he would have rushed forward and crushed Xiao Fangchi to ashes in the next second.

Faced with the question, Xiao Fangchi did not give an explanation, nor did he look at anyone else. His eyes were full of confusion, and Song Huaiqing's figure was reflected in his pupils, like a lost deer in the mountains: "...Master, I didn't kill him. "

His voice was hoarse, his lips were chapped, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Song Huaiqing took a few steps forward, came to Xiao Fangchi, and asked, "What's going on?"

A look of memory appeared on Xiao Fangchi's face, and he knocked his head in pain: "I, I don't know. I went to bed early tonight, and when I woke up, I was in Junziluo's room..."

"You lied!" Li Fanqi interrupted him, with an excited look on his face, "I clearly heard what you said, and then the lady screamed. I immediately pushed the door open, and what I saw was you stabbing the knife in. Miss’s chest! If someone deliberately framed it, it would be impossible to complete it in such a short time! I saw it clearly! The way you looked at me at that time was to kill and silence!"

The previous scene seemed to be still vivid in his mind, and Li Fanqi couldn't help but shudder. The knife gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if a few more glances could shatter his soul, and it made him even more frightened. It was Xiao Fangchi's eyes, as if he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, and your eyes were purple at the time!"

"Pavilion Master Song, your disciple was vague. He said he was sleeping, but who can prove that he was really sleeping in the room? And he killed Jun Ziluo, but there were real witnesses! And we also saw Xiao Fangchi chasing him later. Li Fanqi came out with his hands covered in blood, it’s impossible to fake it!”

An elder of the Feiyin Sect said that after hearing Li Fanqi's cry, he rushed over with several elders at the same time. What he saw was Xiao Fangchi chasing Li Fanqi, and he shot and injured Xiao Fangchi.

"Correct."

Several other elders also nodded, they saw it together.

Song Huaiqing was recalling the plot in his mind like crazy, but he couldn't think of any plot about this point. He had read the original work a long time ago, and he had read too many novels. He only had a general impression of the book in his mind, and he really couldn't remember the specific plot.

Hiss, it’s hard to do.

But what he can be sure of is that Junzi Luo was definitely not killed by Xiao Fangchi. Judging from his recent judgment of Xiao Fangchi, Xiao Fangchi is an extremely good disguiser. If he really wanted to kill Junzi Luo, it would be impossible for him to reveal his fault, let alone on the spot. caught.

Moreover, there is no value in framing Xiao Fangchi. The people behind the scenes must be aiming at him and Bu Lao Pavilion.

But he was thinking, if he didn't help Xiao Fangchi this time and allowed him to be framed, how much blackening value would he gain?

Seeing that Song Huaiqing didn't speak, Xiao Fangchi repeated eagerly: "Master, it's really not me."

"The evidence is conclusive, is Pavilion Master Song trying to be partial?!"

Jun Chengyu stared at Song Huaiqing with a sinister look on his face, as if Song Huaiqing would immediately rush to fight if he showed any partiality.

"Yes, Pavilion Master Song, there is not much truth in what your apprentice said. So many pairs of eyes saw that it was your apprentice who killed someone."

"Hmph, I have long said that he is the remnant of the Demon Clan. He can cut the grass without eradicating the roots, but the spring breeze will bring new growth! I think you have probably forgotten the blood price our ancestors paid to annihilate the Demon Clan! Today this remnant of the Demon Clan Must die!"

Obviously, Ling Xu Sect represented by Yue Mingming and Ba Dao Sect represented by Duan Wuming have stood on a united front with Jun Chengyu.

The rest of the sects look at me and I look at you. They all think that what Duan Wuming said is reasonable. If the demons are allowed to come back, it will definitely be a catastrophe for the world of cultivation!

As a result, people gradually walked towards Jun Chengyu and the others, and then more and more people stood over.

On Song Huaiqing's side, there were only Song Xiaoye, Cheng Ji, and a few elders from the Tongjian Sect, forming two distinct sides.

"Junior brother, what should I do?"

Song Xiaoye pulled Song Huaiqing's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

In fact, she didn't believe that Jun Ziluo was killed by Xiao Fangchi, because she felt that Xiao Fangchi was not that stupid.

But the current situation is that except for Tongjian Sect, other sects have united the front.

The junior brother can no longer use spiritual power, and the situation is very unfavorable for them. If a fight really breaks out, Cheng Ji may not really fall out with other sects because of his junior brother. She alone has no chance of winning.

As if unaware of the tense atmosphere in the field, Song Huaiqing knelt down, looked at Xiao Fangchi, stretched out his slender white hands, and said:

"Hand over the Bi Fang Dao."

"Master!" Xiao Fangchi, who had always been calm, suddenly widened his eyes with disbelief on his face, "Master, you don't believe me?!"

To him, it doesn't matter if anyone doesn't believe in him. He only cares about Master's opinion, but Master doesn't believe him? !

Song Huaiqing narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Once again, hand over the Bi Fang Dao."

Xiao Fangchi said nothing and looked at Song Huaiqing intently, trying to find any trace of trust in his eyes.

It's just that he was disappointed. Those beautiful eyes were always cold and indifferent, and his handsome face was as usual, with no extra expression, as if what he just said to him was normal.

Xiao Fangchi's heart trembled for a few times, and he suddenly felt that the eyebrows and eyes that he missed day and night were even worse than the ice and snow in the cold winter, and there was no trace of the past at all.

The light in Xiao Fangchi's pupils gradually extinguished, and eventually turned into a pool of stagnant water.

a long time.

He twitched the corners of his mouth numbly: "I don't know."

"Did you hear that? He doesn't know."

Song Huaiqing then stood up and looked at everyone.

"When he says he doesn't know, he really doesn't know? How do we know if he is lying!" Duan Wuming glanced at Song Huaiqing, then looked at Xiao Fangchi with a half-smile, "I want to search him, Pavilion Master Song, won't you mind?"

"can."

With Song Huaiqing's permission, Duan Wuming stepped forward and searched Xiao Fangchi's body roughly. When he opened Xiao Fangchi's storage bag, Xiao Fangchi groaned and his face instantly turned pale.

Duan Wuming searched Xiao Fangchi's whole body and carefully checked his storage bag two or three times. He really found nothing, then he snorted and threw the storage bag at Xiao Fangchi contemptuously.