Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

"You!!!!" The King of Dongling had never seen such a shameless person, who obviously killed someone himself, and why can he ask him here? ?

He took a few breaths, and managed to calm himself down. The last sliver of rationality in his mind made him choose to talk to Ji Wuchen: "Master Ji! You must uphold justice for me!"

Ji Wuchen didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now, he paused, but he didn't recover.

On the way here, when he asked Xia Lang if he had killed someone, he still remembered Sha Lang's swearing, but now, he slapped him in the face so quickly.

He never thought that a person could smile so brightly, promise so firmly, but tell lies.

And the calm and calm appearance he admits now seems to have not been affected by Ji Wuchen's words at all.

He... really misjudged the person.

Maybe he didn't recognize him as a disciple from the very beginning.

What kind of skin is hidden under Xia Ran's smiling face every day?

"I'll give you an answer." Ji Wuchen said indifferently, looking at King Dongling who was about to kneel down in front of him.

Xia Lang was beside him, still smiling and joking, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Traitor!" Elder Ji, who was sitting at the top, yelled loudly and patted the table in front of him: "You are an orphan, we raised you up and gave you the honorable and supreme position of first disciple, you are This is how to repay the sect????"

Sharon pouted, not intending to answer.

Elder Ji's words seemed to ignite the oppressive air in the hall, and for a moment, countless eyes of reprimand, disgust, and contempt swept over.

Those who can have a place here are not ordinary people, so they didn't blurt out ugly words, but there were not a few contemptuous eyes.

Standing next to Xia Lang, Ji Wuchen also felt some of the disdainful eyes. Xia Lang next to him still had a face full of indifference, but Ji Wuchen could feel his hands trembling slightly.

How many elders here have hugged him when he was young, and gave him all kinds of interesting gadgets when he went to the door...

It is impossible to say that Sharon doesn't care at all.

Now the contemptuous and disgusting eyes of these people are like sharp swords, piercing Xia Ran's heart.

"This matter, I will give you an explanation in two days." Ji Wuchen said in a deep voice.

"No!" King Dongling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "I want it now!"

He was afraid that others would not know what his purpose was, so he hurriedly said: "Everyone knows that this bitch is your former disciple, head master. What kind of tricks are used below!"

In fact, there are several meanings of distrusting Ji Wuchen in these words. King Dongling wanted to give justice to his son because he wanted to offend the Shangqing sect. Xu: "Whenever this sinner is punished, I will offer the treasure with both hands!"

As soon as this sentence came out, some elders of the outer sect who had nothing to do with themselves just now cheered up-the King of Dongling has the Qingling Sword left by a real fairy in his hand, the only legendary sword that can completely kill Manyou !

But the sword was placed in a place that no one knew about by King Dongling, and no one could take it out except King Dongling.

【Ah, it's so annoying, this is my sword, how did it become his? 】Sharon complained in his heart.

The Qingling Sword was originally a part of the inheritance of the Qingling Pagoda. Now that Xia Lang has obtained the inheritance of the Qingling Pagoda, as long as he moves his mind, no matter where King Dongling hid the sword, the Qingling Sword will return to him.

[The host, do you want to tell Ji Wuchen? 】The system said worriedly.

【If you don't tell me, you may be punished! 】Although any damage to the host in the game world is fake, but for the authenticity of the game, the human body sensor is slightly adjusted in the game. If the host is really seriously injured, he will also feel a burst of pain.

[Say it, of course I want to say it, but I don’t know if Ji Wuchen will give me this chance to say it]

Xia Ran was talking to the system in his heart, and the outside world had already begun to discuss how to deal with Xia Ran.

"In my opinion, if you kill him directly, what else is there to say?" The person who spoke was the head of Yujian Pavilion, a simple and rude mighty man.

"Amitabha, it's better to do less crimes." The abbot on the opposite side said with clasped hands holding prayer beads, "However, this benefactor should accept the punishment that is due."

Now the crowd has been divided into two parts, one asked to kill Xia Lang, and the other agreed that Xia Lang should be severely punished, but he was still allowed to survive. After all, Xia Lang can be regarded as a rare master who can deal with the demons.

In the end, it was the sigh of the Great Elder that broke the situation.

"But now, our cultivation base can rival that traitor, only Wuchen." The Great Elder sighed: "Let's listen to him how to deal with it."

There was a bit of embarrassment on everyone's face - they were discussing how to punish Xia Ran, but they didn't think about it, they couldn't beat Xia Ran at all!

"Don't kill." Ji Wuchen was silent for a long time, and then suddenly spoke.

King Dongling was the first to be unconvinced and wanted to speak, but was forced back by Ji Wuchen's cold eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and the Great Elder came out again to smooth things over.

"It's okay not to kill, give this traitor a chance to make up for his mistakes, but Wuchen, there should be some punishment—" the Great Elder asked cautiously.

"Punishment of a thousand swords." Ji Wuchen spat out four words coldly.

Everyone was in an uproar, only a few elders knew that Ji Wuchen still stayed on the line.

The punishment of a thousand swords was originally what Xia Lang should have suffered before being imprisoned in the Qingling Pagoda, but Ji Wuchen prevaricated with a cold face, and directly threw Xia Lang into the Qingling Pagoda, and the rest of them did not dare to ask , so it was revealed.

I didn't expect it, it's not that I didn't report it, the time has not yet come.

Thousands of years later, Sharan will still receive the same punishment after all.

"I'm not convinced!" Dongling King roared, he didn't care about the punishment of a thousand swords or not, he only knew that Xia Lang would not die: "It's only right and proper to kill people for their lives!"

If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, he planned to kill Xia Lang himself!

Where Xia Lang was still standing, he didn't even look at King Dongling, as if he was just an insignificant clown, his eyes were fixed on Ji Wuchen, and he showed a gratified smile.

Master... I still have him in my heart.

The punishment of a thousand swords was what he should have suffered thousands of years ago... From this point of view, he is not at a loss.

King Dongling was still yelling, but Xia Ran spoke up.

"I only listen to Master's punishment." A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Others, you are not qualified."

The crowd was in an uproar, half-deadly pissed off by the arrogance and shamelessness of this traitor!

"The punishment of a thousand swords is the punishment of a thousand swords! Execute immediately!" Someone shouted.

Even if this kid's life is spared, he deserves this thousand swords!

Ji Wuchen raised his eyelids: "Okay."

"I'll do it myself."

Xia Lang's smile froze, what did Master say?

He wants to execute it himself?

"Don't!" For the first time in this hall, he lost his previous calmness and composure, his eyes were fixed on Ji Wuchen, with a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Master, please, don't! "

He can accept anyone's execution, but that person cannot be a master!

He was dying, he knew he was shameless, he knew he had committed a felony, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart——

If it wasn't for Ji Wuchen's execution, then Xia Lang could still lie to himself, Master didn't think he was guilty, Master still believed him.

"No," Ji Wuchen said coldly, "Your cultivation base is so high that others may not be able to hurt you."

Hearing this, Xia Ran closed his eyes in despair.

If the last scar on his body is the imprint left by Ji Wuchen who judged him guilty, then he would rather die now...

It's better to die... As long as you die, nothing will happen.

Xia Lang had already clenched the tip of his tongue, and he was only short of the last slight effort.

but……

What if he is dead now and Manyou attacks?

Ziyue told him that the Shangqing faction still has the eyeliner of the demon god, and when they received the news of his death, would they attack Shangqing Mountain?

It would be too cruel for Master to watch how Shangqing Mountain was destroyed...

He remembered what Man You said to Ji Wuchen after he rescued him.

"I have blurred his memory after entering Qingling Pond. For your sake, let him have some face to live in this world," Manyou said, "But he can't leave Shangqing Mountain for 1000 years, so he wants to give me a nourishing essence." Opportunities to sharpen."

"After 1000 years," Man You smiled recklessly, "We will fight to the death."

No, he has kept this secret for 1000 years, and it is not too short of time.

Slowly let go of the teeth biting the tip of your tongue.

"Master, please."

He has done something wrong and should be punished, so what else is he asking for?

These fifteen days are already stolen time.

And now, the dream is about to shatter.

"Here comes the sword." Ji Wuchen said.

Sharon stood where he was, closed his eyes, and waited for the punishment to come.