A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Xuanwei controlled the increasingly out-of-control scene, and used spiritual power to shake the field many times to calm down the chaotic disciples.

Zhang Chengcan's confidence was getting weaker and weaker. He forced the corners of his mouth to curl up and looked at Xuan Wei: "Master, this disciple thinks that it's not worth your effort to do such a thing. At this critical moment, if other sects are eyeing you , the disciple is a little worried..."

Xuan Wei glanced at him lightly, and said calmly: "This is not something you should worry about. Now that so many people gather here, do you think you can calm down with just one word?"

Zhang Chengcan had nothing to say, and lowered his head stiffly, trying his best to restrain the twitching corners of his mouth.

On the back of the hand that was not covered with gauze, a few blood vessels could be vaguely seen, and the blood vessels bulged abruptly, showing an abnormal purple color.

If Cheng Weiwan saw it, Cheng Weiwan would definitely laugh outright.

Zhang Chengcan, tell you to plot against others, you are dumbfounded!Let your lungs explode!

However, there are disciples who are urging Xuanwei to send out all the scenes recorded in the identity record card.

Xuan Wei raised his hand, with a cold face: "As you wish."

He flicked his sleeve vigorously, and a huge light curtain appeared out of nowhere under the clear blue sky.

And just before Xuanwei poured spiritual power into the light curtain, Zhang Chengcan suddenly exhausted all his strength and ordered two disciples to help him up. He poured spiritual power into his voice and said, "Master!" , The identity record card takes a long time, and it is a waste of time to read it all, I actually know who hurt me..."

"Why don't you dare ask us to check your ID card?" Meng Xianjue finally spoke, raising his head and looking at Zhang Chengcan indifferently, "Could it be that you did something shameful in the secret realm, and you are worried about ruining your reputation?"

Zhang Chengcan sneered: "Brother, what is the purpose of your words here? Could it be that you have done something hurtful in the secret realm, and you are worried that it will be revealed and your reputation will be ruined?"

Meng Xianjue looked at him with a lot of meaning: "If I deserve to die, the retribution will come sooner or later. I don't care whether it is my crime or other people's skillful means. But before that, who deserves to die the most needs to be judged by all walks of life."

Zhang Chengcan's face was slightly distorted: "Brother, what do you say!"

Meng Xianjue looked at Zhang Chengcan who had begun to lose control of his emotions, and slowly bowed to Xuanwei, signaling Xuanwei to continue.

But the two disciples got Meng Xianjue's wink, pushed Zhang Chengcan back on the chair with force, and ordered him to sit down.

So far, Zhang Chengcan's failure has begun to emerge.

After sitting back in his seat, Meng Xianjue pursed his lips lightly, without changing the slightest expression on his face. When he noticed Xuan Wei's gaze, he turned his head slowly.

The emotions hidden in Xuanwei's eyes were complex and changeable. After receiving Meng Xianjue's gaze, he retracted his gaze vaguely and made a nod instead. Huge spiritual power flew out from his sleeves and pierced into the light. screen.

In the blink of an eye, a picture appeared on the light curtain.

Zhang Chengcan seemed to have all the strength drained from his whole body, and he slumped on the chair.

Meng Xianjue lowered his head slightly, put his index finger and middle finger together, hid them in his sleeves when no one was paying attention, and drew a tactic slightly.

The moment the tactic was completed, countless strands of black silk threads invisible to the naked eye flew out from the backs of nearly half of the disciples in the audience, and then disappeared in the sky.

If Cheng Weiwan had found something, he raised his head and blinked his eyes, but he saw nothing. He shook his head in doubt, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Meng Xianjue, who found that Meng Xianjue was just as usual, only concentrating on Stare at the light curtain.

Cheng Weiwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Meng Xianjue's gaze.

The scene at first was quite normal. Zhang Chengcan landed in distress, separated from Liu Yicheng accidentally, encountered countless dangers, met Lin Yinger and others after a narrow escape, and met the corpse fragrance and fantasy Yuhua. After a fight, he was seriously injured and was rescued. Afterwards, many disciples looked at Meng Xianjue's face appearing on the light curtain, with doubts on their faces: "Isn't this Senior Brother Meng? Why did he save Zhang Chengcan? The sword energy of Brother Meng on Zhang Chengcan's body is again what happened?"

Many of Zhang Chengcan's supporters looked disdainful, and they sneered at this scene: "It may be that Meng Xianjue set up a stumbling block for Cheng Can, and he used this method to buy people's hearts here again, pretending to be hypocritical."

Amidst the discussions among the disciples, the picture kept changing. Zhang Chengcan's cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds. Together with Zhu Qu and Wei Zhuang, he went deep into the hinterland of the Huanyan Holy Ruins, and went through difficulties and obstacles to obtain the Phoenix Gallbladder. All the disciples were excited to see it.

Xuan Wei also looked at the sky quietly all the time, seeing that Zhang Chengcan's expression finally changed after he got the phoenix gallbladder, showing relief.

Meng Xianjue lowered his eyes quietly, feeling the admiration and admiration of the disciples around him when they looked at Zhang Chengcan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he looked away, raised his head again, and continued to look at the sky.

The scene quickly turned to the time when Zhang Chengcan disguised his identity and attacked Meng Xianjue.

Zhang Chengcan's face changed suddenly, from a slight comfort at first to a guilty conscience.Beads of sweat ooze from the corners of his forehead, his eyes don't know where to fall, his lips are trembling, and his whole body is in a mess.

The disciples in the audience gradually became quiet.

Everyone could see that Zhang Chengcan took advantage of others' danger, Meng Xianjue was seriously injured, but he was still aggressive, grasping at any opening and gnawing at it.

Those disciples who vowed to follow Zhang Chengcan at first were like crows whose tongues had been pulled out, standing on top of the branches, with their sharp beaks open blankly, unable to utter a single tone.

Meng Xianjue glanced at them, only to think that they looked extremely ugly.

After this period passed, the identity record card turned into a pitch black appearance.

Obviously, Zhang Chengcan has been in a coma since he was injured by Meng Xianjue, without any movement.

Now there are only a few weak voices standing on Zhang Chengcan's standpoint, but it is obvious that most of the disciples have come to their senses, their rationality has taken the lead, and they have begun to reflect on the stupid things they did before, and it is not easy to be infected by excessive emotions. .

It was rumored that Zhang Chengcan's injury was caused by Meng Xianjue, but this was Meng Xianjue's legitimate counterattack, and it was also a self-protection move made by Meng Xianjue without knowing who the other party was.

Rumors are not to be believed.

Only a very small number of disciples were still obsessed with Meng Xianjue's serious injury to Zhang Chengcan, but their voices were suppressed by louder voices and gradually became weaker.

Xuanwei's face turned ugly in an instant, he turned his head to look at Zhang Chengcan, who was already slumped on the chair with his teeth trembling, and his voice was low and majestic: "Is this all you do in the secret realm?"

"Is this what you said, the wrong you suffered?"

Zhang Chengcan wanted to stand up and speak, but his seriously injured body did not allow him to do so, and with two disciples holding him down, he was so ugly that he was exposed to the eyes of the disciples, unable to speak a word.

Xuan Wei approached him: "Slandering elder brother, ruining the ethos of the teacher's school, is this what you made out of the insights you got in the secret realm?"

Zhang Chengcan shook his head frantically: "No, Master, it's not..."

Xuanwei's face became indifferent and alienated, he still had that indifferent expression, but his words were extremely severe: "It was you who asked me for justice, you were the one who denounced Meng Xianjue, but now, if you don't have an identity card, you Do you still want to deceive the head?"

Zhang Chengcan's face turned blue and purple. He had nothing to say, and he couldn't explain it. It was he who put a curse on some disciples, telling them to listen to him and obey him, but he didn't think of this The curse will trigger such a big chain reaction.Like a fuse of gunpowder, it detonated the anger in the hearts of nearly [-]% of the disciples.

That wave of frenzy pushed him directly to the top of the wave, once he fell, his body would be smashed to pieces.

This kind of consequence was exposed in front of almost all the cultivators in Tianlu, and his reputation was ruined, which he did not expect at all.

He just wanted to pour some dirty water on Meng Xianjue first, so that the disciples would feel a pimple in their hearts, and then gradually reveal Meng Xianjue's identity as a ghost cultivator, but today he didn't expect that stealing a chicken would not pay off.

Zhang Chengcan, it's over.

The eyes of the disciples were like sharp swords, and Xuan Wei's words were like cold nails, wedged him directly on the pillar of shame.

Meng Xianjue always sat firmly like a pine, and when he saw Xuanwei's eyes were as cold as ice-edged swords, the corners of his mouth curled into a slight arc.

Zhang Chengcan, how does it feel?

Cheng Weiwan finally let go of his gripping heart, he wagged his tail excitedly, and stepped on Ling Siyao's shoulder a few times.

Ling Siyao hugged him helplessly, and asked, "Happy?"

Cheng Weiwan let out a "Wow" in a moment of excitement, and this "Wow" really shocked Ling Siyao.

Just when they looked at each other in confusion, Meng Xianjue came out surrounded by the crowd.

Meng Xianjue still looked the same, with an indifferent face, not surprised by favor or humiliation, his eyes seemed to have never really settled down, but they seemed to take everything into his eyes.

Cheng Weiwan kept looking at Meng Xianjue, but Meng Xianjue never cast his eyes on him. When he passed by, Cheng Weiwan lowered his ears and tail in frustration, and said to Ling Siyao: "Why is he Don't even look at me?"

Ling Siyao was extremely perfunctory: "Maybe he is allergic to hair, by the way, you still want to become a human, I'll go back and adjust it for you."

Cheng Weiwan could only nod in agreement.

Meng Xianjue finally got rid of the chattering crowd. He walked to a deserted place and opened the barrier. After calling Wu Zhong, his tense body finally relaxed a little.

Wu Zhong knelt down and saluted: "Congratulations, my lord."

Meng Xianjue was thoughtful: "Today is a dangerous move."

"My lord, before you entered the Huanyan Holy Ruins, you proposed to Master Xuanwei the use of the identity record card, did you expect it?"

"Indeed," Meng Xianjue still had that indifferent expression, "If I hadn't cast a spell on most of the remaining disciples for him, how could he be where he is today?"

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