My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

"What does Master Xia say?" Mo Yuanshan asked Xia Yu with his head turned.

When Li Xingyun heard this, he immediately said: "Master Xia has always been upright and upright, shouldn't he hide himself from each other?" But his hands tightened on me, I couldn't move at all, and the sword dropped to the ground.

Close relatives?No, he is so upright, if I really kill someone, it is very possible for him to kill relatives righteously.

"The one who wields the sword will behead all the evil people in the world. No matter who is evil, he will be beheaded." Xia Yu said, picking up my sword and putting it by my neck. People go to search Xia Lin's room, if I can find physical evidence, I will clean up the door myself as a sword wielder and as the head of the Jiushan sect!"

"Although it is related to the Hongyan Book, it is also a family matter of the Nine Mountains School. Master Xia will act impartially with his sword. With the help of the distant mountains, the old man will wait for a result. Presumably, Master Xia will not let the world down. !" Song Lao said, looked at me, then glanced at the people in the audience, sighed heartbroken, put his hands behind his back and walked back to his seat, as if he no longer intends to preside over the matter.

Xia Yu was still staring at me, but there was already some resentment in his eyes.

"I really didn't..."

It's really not me!Don't you know my martial arts yet?How could I have the ability to kill two patrols and escape!My sword has never killed anyone!Even Fang Qingyu was only stained with blood!

"Empty words have no proof, how can I believe you!" Xia Yu finally spoke to me, but he condemned me with gnashing of teeth.

"elder brother……"

"Don't call me that!" Xia Yu shouted hoarsely.

Yes.

Now I am the one who let Yan Jiu go, the traitor of Hong Yanshu, and the spy of Qian Chongxue. My blood connection may be the stain that Xia Yu can't wash off in his life. If I call him more, it is on him One more layer of smear.

I lowered my head and stopped talking. Since the murderer wanted to set the blame last night, there must be evidence in my room. Maybe it was the long sword that killed someone, or maybe it was the blood-stained white coat.And from Xia Yu's statement, I was completely desperate. I don't know why I wanted to laugh in my heart, lamenting that the man was really calculating. An Ye was dressed in white and had obvious goals. He led him to my room and bit me on my shoulder. With the same wound as my own, I calmly talked with Li Xingyun who came after me, step by step, stepped on the crime on my head, and then used Xia Yu's upright heart to kill me with a knife, now it's only the last kick——

"Report—find these from Xia Lin's room!" The person below presented a package, which appeared to be the white dress.

Mo Yuanshan grabbed the white clothes and shook the sky away, and many sheets of paper fell in front of everyone's eyes like celestial maidens scattered flowers. On each sheet was a word that was crooked and covered with ink, including the word "think" and the word "hate". ", but the word "Rin" is the most common, spreading all over the floor, making my eyes hurt.

There are also a pair of gold hairpins, a token, and a jade ring scattered on the pile of papers.

Mo Yuanshan threw the clothes in front of me, and I realized that this dress really belonged to me, and it was the one Xia Yu lost that night when he was drinking in my room.

"Master Xia, please explain why these objects are under your bed?" Mo Yuanshan's tone was still peaceful.

"I don't know." In fact, it was useless to say anything at this time.

"As far as I know, since young master Xia came to this Cuishan Bieyuan, he said that he was sick and rarely went out. I wonder who can put these all over your room without anyone noticing?"

"As I said, I was attacked in the room last night, and someone wanted to set the blame on me."

Every sentence I say is just for Xia Yu. I hope that even if he faces these "ironclad evidence" and listens to my words, he will be a little bit shaken. Over the years, although I have compiled so many imaginative stories, I also said a lot of lies, but I never lied to him!

Why don't you believe me, why doesn't anyone want to believe me whenever I tell the truth?If Xia Yu believed me and was willing to listen to me, with his ability, he might be able to find out the real culprit for me.

"If you were murdered by a real murderer, the white clothes made sense last night, but what about the letters, golden hairpins, tokens and jade rings inside? They were not hidden in one place." Mo Yuanshan continued to ask.

"I've never seen these." The words on the letter looked like Li Xingchuan's, but I only received one letter from him. I don't know where these came from, and I don't know who the other three things are. of.

"Then Mo will ask everyone present, does anyone recognize these things?" Mo Yuanshan held up the golden hairpins and showed them to the audience.

"This... This is the hairpin of the senior sister!" A girl from the Feihuamen cried, and the senior sister of the Feihuamen was the girl who drowned for no reason.

"That token is...my father's..." This is Liu Hong. His father's body was discovered in the radish field in the back mountain two days ago.

"The Jade Jue is the token I gave to Zhang Lang..." Somebody recognized the last one, but I don't know who Zhang Lang is, most likely he is dead.

For a moment, as if countless firecrackers were ignited, under the Qing Yuntai, everyone became enraged:

"The young master of the Xia family looks weak! He is so murderous without blinking an eye!"

"Fake illness is mostly to confuse people, so that they can do it behind their backs!"

"Poor head Xia, meeting such a real brother! The reputation of the Xia family of the Nine Mountains School has been ruined for many years!"

"Collude with Qian Chongxue to do many evils! He deserves to be killed!"

It seemed that whoever yelled "Kill him" first in the sea of ​​people would drown out all the noise, and everyone was yelling to kill me.

When my ears felt numb, but the voice of "Kill Kill" echoed in my mind until my head became dizzy, I heard Xia Yu say, "The letter was written by Yan Twelve, right? What's your relationship with him? Why are you doing this!"

I didn't answer, I can't answer, the letter probably was written by him; I was captured by him once, but it doesn't matter now; I didn't do this, my wish is just a stable life, I practice swords every day, be lazy and eat sunflower seeds to write Huaben, living a life so simple, how could I kill someone for this wish?

"Tell me!" Xia Yu's sword moved forward a few inches, cutting my skin, and blood flowed down the sword. I didn't feel any pain, but I was thinking: My sword touched the second person blood, is my own.

My words have been said, but no one believes them.

"Master Xia, it's time to make a decision." Li Xingyun snorted coldly.

"Let me go and ask Elder Song to come over..." Mo Yuanshan said, turning around and walking towards Elder Song.

Elder Song had previously stated that he would not intervene in this matter. He stood in front of the seat with his hands behind his back, but he really didn't say a word.

"No need." Xia Yu said, "Chapter 6, please let him go and stand far away."

Li Xingyun also knew that in this kind of place, even if Xia Yu wanted to protect me, I would definitely be unable to fly, so he let me go and retreated to the side of the stage.

I was still kneeling on the ground and looked up, only to see Xia Yu take off his black robe, knelt down and put it on my shoulders, and pulled my arm to make me stand up. Our eyes met, and I saw him smiled at me.

It’s just that the smile was too bitter, even worse than the bowl of medicine that Fang Qingyu gave me, as if all the pain that had been deposited in my heart for many, many years was melted on my face at once, so ugly that I suspected that he was about to cry, But it was indeed another smile, because there was a gentle look on his face that I had never seen before in his eyes and eyebrows.

"Soon." Xia Yu said in an almost inaudible voice.

"elder brother……"

The next moment I received his palm, I flew into the air, Xia Yu jumped up, raised his hand and drew out his sword.

My heart is cold.

The cold I said this time was really cold. I was lying on the ground on my back with my sword stuck in my chest, it was very cold.

Xia Yu knelt beside me on one knee, maintaining the posture of landing, holding the sword in his hand, his hand must be cold too.

My eyes were blurred, I couldn't see Xia Yu's expression clearly, but I could still see the silver light flowing on the blade of the sword, yes, this is my sword, it is always cold, without any temperature, I carried it ten times on my back Years ago, the blood in my heart did not warm it up, but today it will freeze me here together.

I try my best to distinguish the fog in front of me, what is it?Could it be that I am crying?That would be too embarrassing, if you die, you will die, why cry.He was already a big villain and was "cleaned up", but before he died, he cried in front of the decent hero who killed me?

It's so embarrassing, no matter how I think about it, I'm really useless, I can't be a good person, and I can't play a bad person well. In the end, I can only be a useless and useless person.

Maybe I should say something at this time, confessing a sin that I don't exist or acting crazy that I would rather die than repent?It would be too late if I didn't say anything else, when people later wrote me in their story books, should they write "The sinner Xia Lin has done a lot of evil, and the last sentence before he died was to shamelessly call Xia Yu, the sword wielder who killed relatives righteously brother? "

Liars, all those who write story books are liars, and so am I.

Dying people can't speak at all.