After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 158 Lonely mountain protects short

When this statement fell, everyone was in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

“What? I heard that right, right.”

“How old is this girl? Was she born three hundred years ago?”

“City Lord Jiang is crazy?!”

Ning Xiao immediately tilted her head and glanced at Huaibo with a concerned expression.

Huaibo whispered: “Nothing.”

Ning Xiao asked, “Could it be that you knew…”

Huaibo shook his head and looked at Peiyu quietly.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Peiyu, and she stood in the crowd, her back straight, her white clothes stained with frost, and she was motionless like a mountain.

Jiyue frowned, “What does the city lord mean?”

Fu Yunzhu turned her head and glanced at Peiyu, her expression complicated, “Peiyu,” she paused, “It’s Mingluan.”

This phrase was like a huge rock thrown into a pond, causing an uproar. Someone shouted: “City Lord Jiang, what do you mean?”

The coercion of Yuan Ying swept across like a tide, suppressing everyone’s controversy.

Ning Xiao sat on the high platform, her face sinking like water, the tea cup in her hand turned into powder early, and the tea stained her robes.

For a time, only the sound of gust of wind and showers was heard in the venue of more than a thousand people.

Fu Yunzhu held the knife in his hand, and under the tremendous pressure, his face was pale, and he stood stubbornly, refusing to bend down.

Huaibo held Ning Xiao’s shoulder and whispered: “Brother, let her speak.”

Yuan Ying’s coercion was suddenly gone, and Ning Xiao was silent for a long while, “said.”

The wind is rustling, the purple dress is high, and the silver armor is shining with cold light.

Fu Yunzhu stood among the crowd, pressing his hand on the hilt of the nine dead swords. On this day, she waited for many years.

The treasure sword came out of its sheath and pointed at the entire fairy gate, and she would not regret it-nine deaths without regrets.

“Ten years ago, there was a **** fog in a small village next to Xiancheng. In the fog, Huai Bai Xianchang met her little apprentice, Peiyu.”

When Fu Yunzhu reached this point, he paused for a while.

The cultivators couldn’t help but raised their heads to look at Huaibo. Seeing that she didn’t say anything, they knew that this incident was mostly true. The disciple found in the blood mist was unusual, but not enough to convict Peiyu.

Fu Yunzhu continued to say: “Xianzhang is going to attend the flower-making festival, leaving Peiyu in Wucheng, and entrusting a mortal woman to look after him, Xiaotang.”

Chu Xiaotang stood up, lowered his head, not daring to look at Huaibo and Peiyu.

Fu Yunzhu asked: “What did you see back then?”

Chu Xiaotang whispered: “After Xianchang left, I separated from Xiaoxianchang…”

Fu Yunzhu interrupted her, “Wucheng is sparsely populated, not to mention the drizzle that day, and there are fewer pedestrians on the road. How do you get lost?”

Chu Xiaotang: “She glanced at me.”

It was not the look in the eyes of a child, cold, gloomy, and pretending to be hell.

Chu Xiaotang was like falling into an ice cave, the kind of fear that entangled her heart, she would never forget.

Afterwards, she recovered and could not find Peiyu’s figure, but in the misty drizzle, she saw the woman in black and black robe.

The man’s temples were frosty white, and his eyes were bloody.

When she met her, Chu Xiaotang seemed to see hell.

Ji Yue said: “I saw Peiyu back then. She is just a child under ten years old and has no cultivation skills. How can it be related to the blood mist?”

Fu Yunzhu laughed, “If she is Mingluan and wants to conceal her cultivation, who can see through this full house?”

Jiyue’s face was cold and cold, “This is not enough as evidence.”

Fu Yunzhu bends his eyes and said, “The owner was in Wucheng back then. When did you learn that several of your colleagues were killed?”

Ji Yue: “Mao Shi.”

Fu Yunzhu asked again: “Xiaotang, when will Peiyu return to Wucheng?”

Chu Xiaotang whispered: “Fang Guo Maoshi.”

Fu Yunzhu raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Peiyu: “Excuse me, Xianchang, you who were under ten years old and had no cultivation skills, where did you go this evening?”

Peiyu looked straight, her eyes blank, as if a snow fell in her heart.

She had countless reasons to shirk, but in the end, she spoke slowly, her voice hoarse, “Do you have any evidence, let’s say it together.”

The monks were taken aback for a moment, then startled again, and couldn’t help but mutter: “Why doesn’t she refute? Is it all true?”

“No, you forgot, she saved so many people in the secret realm.”

“That’s not necessarily the case. Maybe it’s something she has a deal with the demon. Don’t forget, the blood mist that happened to appear in the secret realm, how could it be so coincidental?”

Fu Yunzhu curled her lips, “In the **** fog, two monks from Shengrenzhuang died, and a disciple named Zhang Suishan survived. According to him, a little nun riding a scalper brought the blood fog. Therefore, Donghai has also had conflicts with Xitu, but…” She smiled and took out a ghost mask and put it on her face. People suddenly changed their appearance.

“Zhao Xianchang invented this mask a few years ago. It can change the appearance of a person. It can also be purchased at high prices in the fairy market. So who was sitting on the scalper?” She tilted her head, “Little Tang, when Peiyu came back, what else did he bring?”

Chu Xiaotang bit her lip, “A scalper…”

The venue suddenly became noisy, the voices of the crowd were noisy, and the voices of discussion and malicious eyes flooded toward the jade like a tide.

She didn’t move, but her head tilted slightly, as if she wanted to look at Huaibo, but she didn’t really turn it around. I was afraid that in her capacity, she would bring criticism and slander to Master.

Fu Yunzhu smiled softly at Chu Xiaotang, “Sit down first.”

Chu Xiaotang lowered his head and sat on the floor. Peiyu Huaiba is gracious to her reincarnation, and she is standing here at the moment, accusing her benefactor.

But for the city lord… she was willing to give everything. Moreover, she thought to herself, she was just telling the truth.

“Fei Fei, you said, what did you see in the secret realm?”

Kee Fei Fei stood up awkwardly, his face hesitated, and he squeezed and did not speak.

Fu Yunzhu’s tone became severe, “Remember Fei Fei! Have you forgotten how your uncle died?”

Ji Fei Fei was frightened and said quickly: “There is also blood fog in the secret realm. Everyone has seen it. At that time, the enchantment was just shattered and the demon army surged up. Seeing that we were about to die, suddenly blood fog appeared. Enveloping us, as if protecting us.” She looked at Fu Yunzhu timidly, and lowered her eyes, “I think, the person who makes the blood mist has no malice.”

Fu Yunzhu squinted her eyes and interrupted her, “Okay, the blood mist of the secret realm, everyone knows, I won’t go into details.”

“One blood mist and two blood mists are all related to you, Peiyu, what’s your explanation?”

Peiyu moved her fingers and did not speak.

The venue was silent. Ten years ago, no one would have thought that a child could create haemorrhagic fog and kill people like a numb. But when Fu Yunzhu listed all the doubts, they suddenly discovered that the humble child back then was exactly The most suspected person!

After a long time, Ji Yue said: “These are not iron proofs, and it is impossible to prove that she was the murderer of the Jiangcheng tragedy.”

Fu Yunzhu had been prepared for a long time, “I heard that Gushan has a dust washing pool. The effect is very magical. People who are criminals and have blood on their hands will suffer great pain when they go through this pool. If Pei Yuxian wants to prove himself Innocent, might as well take a walk in the pool.”

Ning Xiao said slowly, “The blood in her body is different from that of ordinary people. After entering the pool, she will feel pain.”

Fu Yunzhu: “Does the Dao Zun mean demon blood? As far as I know, the demon blood on Peiyu’s body is already very light. If she were not Mingluan, this kind of pain would not be difficult to bear. After all, prove yourself. There is always a price to pay for innocence. Don’t worry about the long journey, I have already prepared the water for the pool, so I can try it now.”

Everyone eagerly waited, just want to see if Peiyu was the demon that caused the immortal door to mess up three hundred years ago.

Fu Yunzhu clapped his hands, and several immortals carried the water through the crowd and walked to the venue. The water in the pool was clear and sparkling. She scooped up a spoonful of water, looked at Peiyu, and smiled slightly.

At this moment, Huaibo suddenly said, “Enough is enough, it is too late, and today the conference is here.”

There was an uproar in the venue, and someone asked loudly, “Isn’t it a self-inflicted trick if the immortal is like this?!”

Huai Bai and Ning Xiao glanced at each other, then sneered, “Don’t confess? She is my apprentice. You are here today. With a few rhetoric and no proof, you want to force my apprentice to suffer from flesh and blood? You guys? Where is the lone mountain located!”

No one dared to be noisy and silent again.

In addition to Huaibai, the Xuanmen has three Yuan Ying great abilities in a row. At this time, who dares to bear the suspicion of being an enemy of Gushan?

Peiyu suddenly raised her head, her eye circles were gradually reddening, and her eyes were already moisturized.

She is not worthy of being respected as a teacher…not worthy of Gushan so…

Fu Yunzhu held the hilt of the nine dead swords, “Gushan is really amazing, just because of such a demon, he wants to be the enemy of the entire immortal gate?”

Huaibo said in a cold voice, “Don’t keep talking about the demon. Before there is hard evidence, who would dare to say that my apprentice is a demon?”

The vast spiritual power swept across the venue, like a flood and strong winds. The monks were cold and shocked at her cultivation level.

They suddenly realized that the peak of the immortal gate today is not Ning Xiao, not Jianyunsha, but the woman who has just given birth. Such a person wants to protect his apprentice, who dares to question?

Fu Yunzhu was forced to retreat several steps in a row, sparks splattered everywhere, and nine deaths made deep and long knife marks on the ground before they could stand firm.

Her eyes were red, and she stared at Huaibo, saying three “good”, “It turns out that in the heart of the immortal, the axioms of the immortal gate are not worth mentioning. The so-called justice is not as important as your apprentice!”

Huaibo walked down the stage with his hands in hand, without answering, the people at the meeting consciously made way for her.

Ning Xiao tidied the skirts of her clothes, so she followed her in time, and said slowly: “The lonely mountain protects shortcomings, everyone knows, what happened three hundred years ago, do you want to repeat it again?”

Huaibo walked straight past Peiyu, with no expression on his face.

Peiyu’s eyes floated with water, and she lowered her head slightly, but when Ning Xiao passed by, she paused for a while, sighed, and whispered: “Catch up.”

“If I can find the iron proof tomorrow?” Fu Yunzhu suddenly shouted, “Do you still want to protect her? Do you want to chill the hearts of the world?”

Huaibo still walked forward unhurriedly, his face unchanged, but his eyes were slightly cold, “Then naturally…According to the immortal law.”