Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

The ceremony of making the 'Blood Oath' began, and a golden formation unfolded in front of Gu Andao and Shen Yulan.

As if sensing something, Shen Yulan couldn't help turning her head to look at the crowd.

"Yu Lan, concentrate."

"Yes."

Maybe it's an illusion.He thought, just now he seemed to feel that someone was staring at him fiercely, with murderous intent, but when he looked over, he couldn't find anyone.

As the ceremony progressed, a bloody red line appeared on the palm of Shen Yulan's left hand, gradually stretched along the vein of the palm that represented life, pointed to the wrist, and finally stopped at the end of the vein.

The red line on the palm also represents the deadline for completing the blood oath, and it will be extended in the palm according to the remaining time. When the end of the red line reaches the wrist, one inch beyond the heel of the palm, it means that the deadline has come.If the oath is fulfilled and the truth is revealed to the immortal gate within three days, the blood line will disappear and the blood oath will end. If the oath is not fulfilled within three days, one must abolish one's cultivation and never enter the immortal gate.

Otherwise, Shen Yulan will be punished for violating the blood oath, which is worse than falling back to the mortal body.

Since then, the Immortal Alliance Conference has been suspended for three days.

In name, Shen Yulan became the person in charge of investigating the case, but in fact, it didn't mean that other people couldn't investigate the case. There were still some people who didn't believe the guesses of those immortals, and didn't want to hand over everything to Shen Yulan.

Yan Wanyue is one of them.

At the very beginning, like everyone else present, she recognized Shen Yulan as the murderer. Seeing that he had really made a blood oath, she had her own judgment.

If Shen Yulan was really the murderer, how could he be so stupid as to throw himself into the trap and cut off his retreat?

Yan Wanyue was not the only one who thought of this, but most monks were not as carefree as she was.

People with high status are concerned about the overall situation and face, people with weight always think about protecting their shortcomings and the interests of the sect. Those with high cultivation base feel that they can't afford to lose when they have social status, and they don't want to meddle in other's affairs. The right to speak will only be laughed at.

Therefore, in the end, only Jiang Huaiyuan's indignation, Liu Fangzhou's timely rescue, and Yan Wanyue and Gu Andao's secret help remained.

Later, when Shen Yulan proposed another autopsy, it was with Yan Wanyue's help that she successfully got access to the bodies of the seven people.

All seven of them were indeed injured by the monks of Xianmen, and there were clear traces of aura left in the wounds, and the wounds were of different severity and messy.Rather than being slaughtered by one person, it is more like wounds left by people with different cultivation levels and sects.

From this point of view, there was either more than one murderer, or there was an infighting among the seven people.

There was another person, apart from the wounds caused by the fight, there were traces of madness left. Shen Yulan lifted the white cloth corner of the corpse's face and saw that it was Yan Wanyue's senior brother, Chen Weining - only one step away from the advanced stage, indeed. It is most likely to be in an unstable state of mind and become obsessed.

Similarly, the fatal injuries of the other six people were all caused by external injuries during the battle, but Chen Weining's fatal injuries were caused by internal injuries.

It is not a glorious thing to be eager for success, to the point of becoming obsessed, or to be unstable because of other things.

Shen Yulan stood up, it's better for Yan Wanyue to discover this matter herself.

In the last life, it was Hua Wujue who used a knife to kill seven disciples who were highly regarded among the major immortal sects, and planted them on Le Zhengbai at that time, which caused the twelve immortal sects to encircle and suppress Moxiu Le Zhengbai. This led to a series of subsequent events.

In this life, Shen Yulan originally planned to find out the evidence immediately after Hua Wujue committed the crime, and announce the truth before the encirclement and suppression operation, but everything was messed up.

The time and place of the incident had changed, and the people who died were also different. He was not sure whether Hua Wuju was responsible this time, if not, then the next suspect would be Le Zhengbai.

Right now, Shen Yulan hadn't had time to ask these two people to question her, but one of them had already come to her door.

The corpses have been carried away by various fairy gates, and the people are almost scattered.Shen Yulan looked at an old tree not far away, on which stood a familiar crow, which had been standing on the branch of the tree since just now, motionless.

He walked straight over, and the crow suddenly glanced at him, flapping its wings and flying towards a certain direction.

The crow flew at a moderate speed, and Shen Yulan followed on foot.

I met a few scattered monks along the way, most of them couldn't call out their names, some just greeted him politely, and some directly avoided him as if they saw him from a distance.

Shen Yulan didn't take it to heart, and unknowingly walked to a remote grove.

Le Zhengbai was still dressed in black, and had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Daoist Shen walking towards him from a distance, he suddenly burst out with a murderous aura, and rushed straight to Shen Yulan's door with a sense of oppression, causing his footsteps to stop in shock. .

Shen Yulan was finally sure that the sight she felt when making the blood oath was Le Zhengbai's. She just thought over and over again, but she didn't know where she had offended him, so she could only sigh secretly that Le Zhengbai was worthy of being the suzerain of the first Demon Sect. Moody and unfathomable.

Since he was deliberately lured here, Le Zhengbai naturally didn't want to fight, so when Taoist Shen approached, he suppressed most of his aura of killing whoever came.

"This seat really regrets returning that grass to you so easily. Now that it's over, I'm almost dead. No matter how good the grass is, it's a waste in your hands."

It's just that the remaining half of the anger is enough to choke people.

Fortunately, Daoist Shen is the kind of gentleman who can maintain his demeanor and smile no matter what kind of people he faces. He directly ignored Le Zhengbai's angry words, and asked directly with a good temper: "The suzerain is here this time. Do you want to tell me something?"

This is polite enough, Shen Yulan will not treat people as criminals before coming to a conclusion, not to mention the person in front of him is Le Zhengbai, who seems to be at the worst time to speak.

Le Zhengbai didn't know why, but the blackness on his face became heavier again, and he didn't answer directly.

He just felt that now when he saw Shen Yulan smiling like a normal person, out of etiquette or habit, he reflexively wanted to abuse him until he couldn't smile.

When he stopped laughing, he scolded him again: "Shen Yulan, Shen Yulan, you are so selfless, the chances of bullying you are evenly distributed, and no one will be left behind, right? '

'No, no! '

'Then will you still be bullied by others? '

'No more, no more. '

'what about me? '

'The suzerain's words, naturally...'

After thinking up to this point, Le Zhengbai finally felt a little more at ease, and the road ahead was not all dark.

Shen Yulan waited for a while, seeing his unpredictable expression, she repeated the question just now in doubt.

Le Zhengbai finally reacted, and said meaningfully, "Master Shen."

Shen Yulan's scalp was numb from the sight, and she simply said first: "Major, do you know who is the one who stole the elixir and spirit stones and caused seven monks to die tragically at the Immortal Alliance Conference?"

"Oh?" Lezheng asked back with a smile on his face, "What do you want to ask is the identity of the thief or the murderer?"

The author has something to say: General small gong: When you don't want to laugh, stop laughing and come to my arms.

Le Zhengbai's small attack: Heh, you can only laugh but not cry, right? I'll teach you.