"Yang Qingxuan, the antidote!"
Yi Kun was shocked, and hurriedly asked Yang Qingxuan for medicine.
Yang Qingxuan himself was also very shocked. He shook his head solemnly and said, "I don't have an antidote."
Yi Kun was furious, and shouted: "That sword is transformed by your martial soul, you say you have no antidote, who will believe it!"
Yang Qingxuan stared at him coldly, and said, "Do you need to believe me?"
"you… !"
Yi Kun was stunned, angry but shocked, the coldness emanating from Yang Qingxuan's body made him feel a little scared.
Qing Buli stepped forward and said: "Qingxuan, don't be arrogant at this time, let's save Zuo Heng first."
Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "I really have no antidote. This is the first time I've seen this sword."
Qing Buli frowned, it was the first time he saw his martial spirit, what he said was unconvincing, but judging by Yang Qingxuan's appearance, it didn't look like he was lying.
In the crowd, Hua Ling trembled all over, and muttered to himself: "This is the first time I saw... the first time I summoned this sword..."
"Save me, save me."
Zuo Heng cried loudly and crawled over from the ground with difficulty, "Yang Qingxuan, please help me, I don't want to die. I was wrong, I shouldn't target you, only you are worthy of Wu Qiyue, I'm just a lump It's just shit, it's not worth your shot, please, just spare me this shit."
"puff."
"puff."
Two fleshy balls on his body exploded, and only half of his body was left. The internal organs in his chest had long since disappeared, and all the black water flowed out.
But the most frightening thing is that even so, he is still not dead, seeing his own miserable state clearly.
Yang Qingxuan frowned and sighed, never dreaming that the sword was so terrifying.
For the first time, he felt what kind of terrifying existence his martial soul was, and how many terrifying sword souls were there in the endless sword mounds.
Throughout the ages, in the infinite universe, all the peerless swords are buried here!
"puff!"
The meat ball on Zuo Heng's forehead exploded at once, half of his head was blown off, and thick black water flowed out from inside.
What's creepy is that even so, Zuo Heng didn't seem to be dead, one leg was still shaking, his mouth was opening and closing, crying "Forgive, forgive, I was wrong..."
"ah!"
Zuo Ming screamed in grief. Seeing Aiko like this, he knew that there was no way he would survive. He raised his palm, the air spun, and he slapped down violently!
"Boom!"
Zuo Heng's remnant body was crushed under the palm of his hand, and countless black water splashed in all directions, scaring the students to avoid it in a hurry, for fear of getting a little bit of it.
Originally, the little ghost in Zuo Heng's body screamed, with a sharp and ear-piercing voice. But seeing a cloud of black air rise out of thin air, after a few grinning laughs, it completely dissipated.
"Yang-Qing-Xuan! My Zuo family is at odds with you!"
Zuo Ming's eyes were red, and he roared loudly.
Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "When did the two confront each other? Don't you have any responsibility for Zuo Heng's end today? He acted recklessly and lawlessly. The one who killed him was not me, but himself."
Zuo Ming roared angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! Today, even if you talk about hype, I will definitely kill you to avenge my son!"
"Cut, stubborn, it's up to you."
Yang Qingxuan said coldly, naturally he would not take this threat to heart. As long as he goes forward bravely, there is nothing to fear in this world.
The entire square was eerily silent, and everyone gradually came to their senses from the terrifying scene, watching in disbelief that Zuo Heng died, which had a greater impact on them than the eerie scene.
Wang Qing immediately stepped out, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, this Yang Qingxuan has vicious thoughts and lawless eyes. If he is left alone, he will become a devil in the future. In my opinion, he should be executed immediately to avoid future troubles!"
Su Ze's face darkened, he snorted, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, Zuo Heng's death was an accident, no one would have guessed it, what does it have to do with Yang Qingxuan?"
Wang Qing sneered and said: "Why is it irrelevant? He used the deadly poison because he was determined to kill the other party. This is a deliberate killing, not by accident!"
Su Ze still wanted to argue, but Zuo Ming took the first step and cried loudly: "Your Majesty, please make the decision for the dog!"
Immediately, several members of the Zuo family stood up and shouted at the same time: "Your Majesty, please make the decision and punish the murderer severely!"
Su Yu put his right hand on the chair and tapped the armrest with five fingers, looking full of contemplation, not knowing what was going on in his heart.
Chen Bo and Lan Yang looked at each other, they both shook their heads slightly, Zuo Ming lost his beloved son, if he came out to insult him at this time, he might directly cause trouble to his upper body, I don't know what he would do to lose his mind.
"Wu Wang, what do you think?"
Su Yu opened his mouth and pushed this hot potato to Qing Buli with a single sentence, saying: "I once said that everything about the academy is up to King Wu."
"this… "
If it was ordinary people who were killed, that would be fine, and it would be over after a few punishments by the court rules and a few tricks.
But it was Zuo Heng who killed him.
Qing Buli stole a glance at Zuo Ming, and then at Yang Qingxuan, one stared wide-eyed with anger, his eyes were red, the other stood awe-inspiring, with a calm expression, and instantly felt his head was as big as a bucket.
Zuo Ming gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Wang Wei De, famous all over the world, wants to let the dog be the master!"
"well."
Qing Buli let out a long sigh, and said: "This matter is a bit complicated, first take Yang Qingxuan to the Academic Affairs Office to be imprisoned, and then discuss it with the elders before handling it."
Everyone cursed in their hearts: "Sure enough, it's the old fox, first suppress the matter, there is room for left and right."
Su Yu glanced at him indifferently, and said: "Wu Wang's words are reasonable, and they are in line with my wishes, so let's do what Wu Wang said first."
Qing Buli winked at Si Feiyu, Si Feiyu understood, took Yang Qingxuan away with several teachers.
Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, looked back at Wu Qiyue, and got the same knowing smile.
The body has no colorful phoenix and double flying wings, but the heart has a tacit understanding.
Zuo Ming watched Yang Qingxuan being taken away, with hatred in his eyes, but he was helpless for a while.
Su Yu returned to the palace surrounded by the crowd, and the crowd in the square also dispersed, leaving some college teachers to clean up the scene. The big hole that was blown out and the damaged site needed a lot of effort to repair.
"Yang Qingxuan's martial soul...what's going on?"
In the crowd, Tan Tao sighed with a serious and terrified face, and dispersed with the flow of people.
Hua Ling, who had the same question as him, came to a secluded corner alone, flashed the storage bracelet on his right hand, and took out a silk book.
Hua Ling's face was heavy, and she slowly opened the silk book. She found that her nervous hands were trembling, and her palms were full of sweat.
The silk book is full of various patterns, colorful and exquisite.
Some are as muddy as a disc, some are as heavy as a mountain, some are as wild as the ocean, and some are as purple as a fire...
She held the silk book tremblingly, and looked down one by one, her eyes fell on a sword seal, that seal was like a three-foot-long world of mortals, but she could swing the sword into a river, and it was exactly the same as the Wuhun seal on the center of Yang Qingxuan's eyebrows!
(end of this chapter)