There are nine peaks in Tianji Mountain.
Jiang Yan stood in the center of the meeting hall, surrounded by disciples of Xuanyangzong, and there were several elders in the upper seat.
Wan Mingyu pointed at him excitedly, and said angrily: "Elders, brothers and sisters, it was Zhang Qing who injured Brother Xie like that! If I hadn't gone in time, Brother Xie might have lost his life! "
After the words fell, those disciples all glared at Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan still straightened his back and looked at Wan Mingyu without changing his expression.
"Senior Brother Wan, you kept saying that I was the one who hurt Senior Brother Xie. Then, may I ask, did you see it with your own eyes?"
In view of the general environment, this site may be closed at any time, please move to the permanent source replacement App as soon as possible, huanyuanapp.org
Wan Mingyu sneered: "Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I know that the murderer must be you!"
As he said that, he turned around and bowed his hands to the several elders who sat up.
"Report to the elders, when the disciples arrived at the scene, the black bear spirit was already dead. How could it be possible to kill the black bear spirit based on Zhang Qing's mid-stage foundation cultivation?"
"Brother Xie appeared at the foot of Tianji Mountain. He must have wanted to go back to the Xuanyang Sect. But when he saw Zhang Qing wearing the sect's costume, he thought he was a junior from the same sect, so he rescued him and killed the black bear spirit. Who knows, Zhang Qing It turned out to be an ungrateful thing that attacked Senior Brother Xie!"
"If you harm your fellow sect, according to the sect's rules, you should destroy all the meridians in your body, expel you from the Xuanyang sect, and never come back!"
After finishing speaking, he gave Jiang Yan a hard look.
Jiang Yan rolled his eyes in his heart.
This Wan Mingyu's ability to make up brains is really top-notch, it's a pity not to write novels.
"Senior Brother Wan, you've already said that my cultivation is only at the middle stage of foundation establishment, and I can't hurt that black bear spirit at all. If that's the case, it's even less likely to hurt Senior Brother Xie, don't you think? I think, even if It's a sneak attack, I don't have the ability to do that, so I can hurt Senior Brother Xie like that?"
"you!"
Wan Mingyu's eyes widened, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
"Also, Senior Brother Wan, you were sent by the elders to protect us. Why did you let me, who was only in the foundation building stage, act alone? And why, I was the only one who met the black bear spirit? Senior Brother Wan, did you also harm your fellow disciples? Suspect?"
As soon as the words fell, Wan Mingyu, who was upright just now, became flustered and began to stutter.
"Elders, disciples don't have any! Disciples, disciples let the younger brothers and sisters split up, just want to complete the task quickly. The reason why Zhang Qing is left alone is because, because..."
"Okay, so what if I'm alone? The original intention of the experience is to train the courage and courage of the disciples. I believe that Mingyu has his own ideas for this arrangement—"
At this time, the third elder opened his mouth and gave Jiang Yan a cool look.
"Zhang Qing, you are honest and honest when I see you on weekdays. Unexpectedly, today you will frame your brother in public! Hurry up and kneel down!"
Jiang Yan pursed his lips.
It took a lot of effort for the boss to restrain his white eyes.
Among the people Xuanyangzong hates Zhang Qing the most, Xie Yunfei's fanboy Wan Mingyu is the first, and the third elder is the second.
Wan Mingyu said that he harmed his peers, but he said that Wan Mingyu can't do it
This double-standard old man!
Jiang Yan raised his chin, straightened his neck and said, "The disciple is not wrong, why should he kneel?"
"you!"
The third elder narrowed his eyes, and before he could say anything more, a figure walked in.
It's Lu Heng.
There was a look of exhaustion on his face, but emotions such as joy and distress were intertwined in his eyes.
Without even looking at Jiang Yan, the wide cloud sleeves picked up a gust of wind and walked past Jiang Yan.