Fang Geyu finally saw that this man believed in and protected his disciple from beginning to end.
Even though it was confirmed that Zhisu's death was directly related to the witch Aluo, he did not even continue to press.
Fang Geyu couldn't understand what solid foundation this trust was based on.
But she feels that whether it is trust or love, you must pay seven points and keep three points.
If you take out a heart completely, you will definitely pay a terrible price for it.
At this moment, the faint blood stains on his sleeves that even Yun Rong had not noticed were the best proof.
Just now she clearly saw it clearly.
After he stepped out of the tent, without letting anyone see him, he lowered his head and covered his lips and coughed silently, causing his sleeves to turn red.
Come to think of it, during the time when the witch A'luo was found, it wasn't just the incident of her cutting off her legs.
It's night, and chaos is happening again.
After wiping out three thousand true demons, there should have been only a few lowly little demons left in Taiqi Mountain. However, in the dead of night, the camp's defense line was breached.
The demon that broke in was quite powerful. It was obviously an extremely ferocious demon. Even with the combined efforts of everyone, they could not stop her.
This was a madwoman with a completely disfigured face. The sudden attack caused the Tianxi Sword Sect to kill and injure dozens of disciples in just a few breaths.
Even Tian Xi's Thirteen Swords injured several people. Such terrifying strength was comparable to Liuhe's by visual inspection.
But even so, she is the only demon, surrounded and killed by a vast sea of righteous monks. No matter how powerful she is, what kind of waves can she cause.
Soon, the succubus fell into a trap under the siege of everyone.
"I never expected that apart from Liuhe, there would be demons with such strength hidden in the demon world." The speaker was Junhe, the first sword of Tianxi.
He had a jealous look on his face, and there were three hideous wounds on his chest. His speech was vaguely awkward, and he obviously suffered serious internal injuries.
The Tianxi Sword Master looked at the disheveled woman lying in the golden photovoltaic magic sword formation and frowned.
He had clearly seen the battle just now. This woman seemed to be attacking madly and desperately, but in fact she had a hidden goal. If the sword array had not been used in time, she would have actually fought her way into the tent.
Her target turned out to be Ah Rao.
What he can see is that there are many people with venomous eyes among the people.
At that moment, someone stood up with a solemn look on his face: "Sword Master, why do I see that this female devil seems to be aiming at Aluo, a disciple of your noble sect?"
There was anger in his voice, for no other reason than that this attack had seriously injured many of his disciples.
If this demon really had any dirty and dirty things with the female demon from the Tianxi Sword Sect, then she must have come to save her.
After careful calculation, the serious injuries suffered by his disciples were all caused by the witch Ah Luo.
First Sword Junhe immediately narrowed his eyes and his face darkened: "What do Huang Tingjun mean by this?"
Huang Tingjun obviously didn't dare to be disrespectful to the sword master, but he was unwilling to have a demon girl who kept messing around in their righteous immortal sect and caused a lot of murders but still had to be protected. He said in his heart quite angrily:
"Nothing in this world can escape a single word. Indeed, among the various murders that have occurred in the past few days, there is no clear evidence to prove that this woman colluded with the demons and harmed my fellow immortals. However, these unsolved cases remain unsolved, which will cost the deceased How can I rest in peace and close my eyes?"
"What Huang Tingjun said is absolutely true." Someone immediately agreed: "Not to mention whether these evil deeds were actually done by this woman, if we investigate thoroughly earlier, it is not harmful."
The Tianxi Sword Master remained calm and lowered his eyes calmly: "How do you want to check?"
Huang Tingjun pointed at the witch in the sword formation and said in a deep voice: "Simple, if this demon is really here to save the sword master's beloved disciple, she is willing to take such a big risk and trespass into many immortal sects. It can be seen that There must be a deep relationship between the two.
If the beloved disciple of the Sword Master really wants to prove her innocence, it is easy. All she needs to do is let her kill the demon with her own hands, dig out the demon elixir, and use it to pay homage to the dead heroic martyrs. Then I believe that she is a true Tianxi disciple who has abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. "
As soon as this statement came out, countless people nodded in agreement.
Even the first sword, who had just frowned sullenly, also calmed his expression and looked at the sword master with emotion.
Needless to say, for the disciples of Tianxi, the existence of the witch Aluo is a soft thorn in their hearts that cannot be erased.
Because of her existence, the name of Qingzheng in Tianxi Sword has been secretly discussed and doubted many times by fellow sect members.
If she was innocent, it would be best to silence these people.
But if she is really a spy sent by the demon clan, taking this opportunity to get rid of her would be a bad thing.
The sword master looked at the crowd of dark heads in front of him and the eyes that were looking at him. He lowered his eyes, and there was a glimmer of light in his dark eyes, like the suppressed tranquility before the storm.
Yun Rong, who had been standing beside him, moved lightly and was about to step forward to speak, but was stopped by his hand.
He raised his head, and the late night moonlight hit his face. His cold white skin was like clear jade, with a slightly cold aura.
He said: "Okay."
The charcoal fire in the tent was no longer strong, and no one was adding to the charcoal fire. The orange charcoal was covered with a thick layer of white ash, and the room fell into a dim and deathly silence.
A'luo was not sleepy. She lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with some confusion.
At this time, the movement outside the tent became a little quieter, and it seemed that the crowd gathered around had dispersed.
The curtain opened and her master walked in.
With a slight movement of her index finger on the quilt, she turned her neck with some difficulty, looked at the man standing under the backlight, moved her lips, but could not say a word.
"Did you hear all the noise that was made just now?"
"Master wants me to kill her?" A'luo's voice was dry and hoarse.
He saw that the corners of her lips were severely chapped, and he remembered that she had not eaten or drank for several days. He frowned, walked to the case, poured a glass of water, and handed it over.
She carefully held the water glass, sipping it little by little to moisten her sore throat, and clasped the rim of the glass with her fingers uneasily.
He did not answer her question, but asked: "Do you know the uninvited guest who broke in today?"
A'rao's fingers froze. She didn't speak, she just lowered her head and shook her head.
His eyes grew colder: "Really? Could it be that I was dazzled and mistakenly identified her? Isn't she the cook on Nanshan Mountain in my Tianxi Sword Zhongnan Mountain who is in charge of the disciples who have finished their studies?"
A'rao's face turned pale, and the porcelain cup suddenly slipped from her palm, and the water splashed all over the bed. Her weak and weak fingers gradually convulsed and curled up, her body was shaking violently, her head was lowering lower and lower, and she didn't dare to look at him at all. What kind of look was he looking at her with.
