"Ah!" The guard was pierced in the shoulder and shivered in pain. Blood flowed down the sword and dripped onto the ground.
The guard seemed to regain consciousness and looked at Yin Buqi with complicated eyes. Then he realized something and pointed at Tang Murou and Jie You: "It's you! I remember that you were the ones who let the Demon Lord go!"
Tang Murou seemed to have not expected things to turn out this way. She screamed in a state of panic, "You're talking nonsense! Didn't you pick up her Qiankun bag near the Demon Prison Tower? I don't have that thing!"
A familiar male voice came from outside the door—
"Tsk, I was wondering why Qinggu Peak is so lively tonight."
Sarcastic, disdainful tone.
Everyone looked towards the door. Who else could it be but Shen Yu, wearing a royal blue floral shirt, a bow tie on the left waist, and a white jade flute on the right waist.
"Saint Lord Fuhua!"
Jiang Niannian held her forehead with her hand. Shen Yu was still dressed like a girl as always.
Wen Shili glanced at him and said, "Shen Yu? Didn't you go down the mountain?"
"Halfway through the journey, I realized something was missing." At this point, Shen Yu turned his gaze and looked at Tang Murou, raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Tang, you stole my Qiankun bag, it's time to return it."
"This! Could it be that Miss Tang let the Demon Lord go, stole the Qiankun bag and wrongly accused Miss Jiang?"
"It's obvious, but the art of enchantment has long been lost, could it be..."
Tang Murou turned pale, knowing that the truth had been revealed. She wiped the tears from her face, knelt down tremblingly, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, I let the Demon Lord go, I'm sorry to everyone."
She looks pitiful and tough, which makes people feel pity for her.
She learned from a prophetic dream that she was a member of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, and learned the art of seduction according to the guidance of the dream.
Similarly, she also knew that if she let the Demon Lord go tonight, he would become her slave. However, this was a very risky matter. She wanted to put the blame on Jiang Niannian, but unexpectedly, Yin Buqi saw through her plan!
"Rou Rou, why are you... so confused?" Tang Xuanye's usually expressionless face showed a look of surprise. He couldn't believe that his usually well-behaved and sensible sister would do such a thing.
Jie You said: "It has nothing to do with Mu Rou, I did everything."
Jiang Niannian stood there calmly. Beside her was Yin Buqi, dressed in black. Yin Buqi's narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and he looked cold and impatient.
"Pah!" Suddenly a mouthful of saliva spurted out from the crowd and splashed onto Tang Murou's green lotus skirt.
Tang Murou raised her eyes and met a pair of resentful eyes of a woman.
"What's the use of saying sorry?! Do you know how many of us humans died in the Immortal and Demon Conference a hundred years ago before we defeated the demons and brought peace to the human world? Why did you let the demons go? You traitor to the human world!" As she spoke, the female cultivator suddenly gathered a ball of spiritual power in her palm and threw it straight at Tang Murou!
Tang Xuanye quickly protected Tang Murou behind him, and with a wave of his hand, the spiritual power bounced back and hit the female cultivator's abdomen, causing her to spit out blood.
"Master Qinghe, think about our deceased predecessors. We can't just let this happen!" The female cultivator knelt down, filled with anger.
"Yes, Master, True Lord Qinghe, this matter must be explained!" More cultivators echoed.