You can't imagine the happiness of the villain

When Ruan Xianbei and Lei Shi started talking, she deliberately used her internal power to spread her voice farther for them to hear, so when she said the previous inferences, Mrs. Qingjun looked at the submissive Miao in disbelief.

Tong.

"You..." Mrs. Qingjun wanted to say something, but when she saw Miao Tong holding on to her clothes, she stepped forward and pulled her collar down. What suddenly came into view was the clear trace of blood on her neck.

Fingermarks.

"Kneel down! How could I teach a disciple who despises me like this!"

Qingyun slapped Miao Tong on the face urgently and angrily, and the snap echoed very clearly in the quiet night.

Mrs. Qingjun had never received such a severe blow in a few days. After the slap, she was a little unsteady on her feet.

"Master!" Song Xun hurriedly supported her, "Master... Junior Sister Miao may have some difficulties." After Song Xun finished speaking, he glanced at Miao Tong and motioned for her to speak.

Miao Tong didn't even look at Song Xun and knelt down directly.

"Is what she said true?" Mrs. Qingjun took a deep breath and asked again.

"Master, it's cold here. Don't get angry and hurt your body. Besides, Junior Sister is in poor health... You can punish Junior Sister again when you go back." Song Qingqing said.

She knew that everything she said at this time was in vain. How could the master not be disappointed, sad or sad?

"There is no need for you to pretend to be kind." Miao Tong did not appreciate Ke Songxun's kindness. Miao Tong sneered and said, "Except Master, I have never felt sorry for anyone."

Qingyun was about to get angry when someone over there said, "Look, look." Everyone turned around and saw Ruan Xianbei falling, Lei Shi chasing after him, and no one could see clearly what happened before.

Leader Xu was about to catch up, but was stopped by Yuan Zhen.

"Please rest assured, Master Xu, this is all set by my disciple, nothing will happen to you."

Headmaster Xu took a deep look at Shen Xuan and said something.

"Who are you?!" Lei Shi asked in a deep voice.

Let's just say that after Ruan Xianbei fell down, Lei Shi followed closely, but saw Ruan Xianbei landing firmly on the branch, and hit him with another palm. She said slowly: "One palm will give birth, two palms will hurt, and three palms will call you."

See the King of Hell, such a simple psychic palm, oh no, the black evil palm, right? How did you get to the second palm? I, the gatekeeper of the devil sect, have already practiced to the third level..."

At this time, Ruan Xianbei no longer deliberately raised her voice. She lowered her voice so that they would no longer hear the current conversation.

Even the janitor boy would say this. Ruan Xianbei is exaggerating. Psychic Palm is a basic mid-level skill in the Demon Sect. It needs to be practiced in the Earthly Mysterious Realm. The reason why the world considers him to be the representative of the Demon Sect is just because this skill is good.

There are only three tricks in total for practice. There are too many strange people in the Demon Cult, and some of them don’t like this thing that everyone knows. But she thinks Lei Shi doesn’t understand the Demon Cult that clearly.

Say it to deceive people.

Lei Shi hurriedly met the second palm. Just as Ruan Xianbei said, he could no longer improve this skill after practicing it only here. It was obvious that Ruan Xianbei's skill was much deeper than his.

But after all, he was not someone who just waited for death. He made a decision almost without thinking. Today, either you will die or I will die.

"Don't you want to know who I am?" Ruan Xianbei continued to ask.

"Who are you?" Lei Shi, who was a little irritated by her questioning, could only follow her words.

"You can't tell who I am, that's really bad. Just tell me where you learned the Demon Sect's Psychic Palm from, and then I'll tell you." Ruan Xianbei said with a smile.

"Damn you kidding me!"

"Thunder Jue." Lei Shi stopped talking nonsense to her. He made a gesture, and thunder and lightning flashed around his body, straight into Ruan Xianbei's chest.

"No one in your school told you that people with dirty minds cannot learn the Five Thunder Techniques? Are you ready to take on the third palm? Look, we agreed that everyone would use their magical powers with their bare hands, so why are you still hiding hidden weapons in your hands?

" Ruan Xianbei said regretfully in a tone that said he hated the iron.

Lei Shi's movement stopped right next to Ruan Xianbei's face. He felt a huge resistance that prevented him from taking another step forward. Ruan Xianbei grabbed Lei Shi's wrist, and there was a poison-quenched needle hidden in Lei Shi's hand.

He was also firmly controlled by her, and her hands were also shrouded in thunder and lightning.

"I just said, don't worry, we haven't finished chatting yet. Do you really not want to know who I am?" Ruan Xianbei asked again in an amiable manner.

"You are...the Saint of the Demon Sect..." No matter how stupid Lei Shi was, he should have realized it at this moment. The arrogant and domineering woman in front of him was the only saint of the Demon Sect.

"Good boy, you're so smart. Tell me, who asked you to frame the Demon Cult?"

"I......"

Lei Shi was silent, and Ruan Xianbei increased the strength in his hand. Lei Shi's whole face was distorted in pain, but his other hand wanted to take advantage of Lei Shi's unpreparedness and attack her again.

"Innocent." Ruan Xianbei didn't even make any moves this time, he just released his breath. Lei Shi felt even more oppressive pressure than before, and once again he couldn't move even half a step forward.

With his half-heavenly profound realm, he couldn't see through Ruan Xianbei's skill at all.

Lei Shi didn't expect that his thunder method had no effect on her at all, and the mentality that she had always been confident of winning completely collapsed at this time.

"It's you! It's the Saint! It's the Saint who asked me to do it! I only listen to the Saint!" Lei Shi suddenly shouted loudly.

Ruan Xianbei didn't expect that he would make such a move. He twisted his wrist with his backhand and plunged the poisonous needle in his hand into his own arm. He even heard the sound of bones being dislocated.

"Tell me, who asked you to do this? Where did you learn the psychic palm? I told you that it would make your death more comfortable."

"The saint... asked me to do it..." Lei Shi still insisted on gritting his teeth to squeeze out these few words.

"Do you know what will happen if you slander the Saint? You have never been to the Ten Thousand Poison Cave and heard of the Demon Cult, right?"

No matter what Ruan Xianbei said, Lei Shi kept staring and said it was the saint, the saint ordered it.

"Then... I'll take you on the last journey to hell. You must remember my face and run far away in the next life." Ruan Xianbei grabbed his wrist with one hand, stretched out his other hand to his face, and opened the lid.

Mask on face.

It turned out to be a mask... This was Lei Shi's first thought, but when he saw Ruan Xianbei's face under the mask, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and his face became pale and even horrified. Now look at her face.

, her smile, all of this seemed like black and white impermanence taking advantage of the night to seek life, making him feel cold all over.

"The witch...is a witch...! I was wrong...I will recognize it! I will recognize it..." He seemed to be drawn out at this moment

Like losing his soul, he became limp.

Seeing him like this, Ruan Xianbei probably couldn't ask anything, so he raised his head and called people up: "Shen Xuan! Shen Xuan!"

Shen Xuan flew down in two steps. From their angle above, they could only see that the two exchanged several moves. When Ruan Xianbei threatened Lei Shi, he deliberately took a few steps back and approached the rock wall. After that, they briefly It can no longer be seen.

Shen Xuan took the poisonous thunder stone from her hand and prepared to go up. Ruan Xianbei leaned softly on him and said: "Senior Brother Shen, I was scared to death just now..."

"Thank you for your hard work, heroine." Shen Xuan turned sideways and slapped her away, and flew over to her without waiting for her to carry the thunder stone.

"Ha, man, I will make you regret it sooner or later." Shen Xianbei snorted and jumped up.

"Ah, he's been poisoned. We need to detoxify him first." Ruan Xianbei chased after him and said, seeing everyone looking at him and frowning: "It's not me. He sneak-attacked me with a poisonous needle and ended up hurting himself. If he doesn't detoxify for a while, he will be dead." I am speechless."

"This medicine can restrain most poisons." Mrs. Qingjun took out a bottle of antidote from her arms and poured out one pill for Shen Xuan and asked Lei Shi to take it.

Lei Shi took the medicine and knelt on the ground. Before they could ask any questions, he confessed to them all like he was pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.?

Just as Ruan Xianbei speculated, Wanhua Valley extended an olive branch to marry other sect disciples. In exchange, he and several other disciples went to Wanhua Valley as guests.

After three rounds of drinking, he began to have some thoughts about Lan Zhao. Moreover, what Mrs. Qingyun revealed was very clear. Sooner or later, this woman would be the one in his hands? To put it bluntly, Wanhua Valley's behavior of inviting them to be guests was not in their control. Talking about it in private is no different from selling a girl for glory. Why don't you join the four sects? Is it because you don't like it? Or is it because the four sects look down on the down-and-out Ten Thousand Flowers Valley? These gossips have long been spread among them. All over.

"Stop talking!" Miao Tong suddenly shouted, "It's me, I'm jealous of Lan Zhao, I'm jealous of her appearance, I'm jealous that she is loved by everyone, it's her turn to take priority in any good thing, everyone comes first She is the only person I think of. I never seem to get any attention...I've had enough of living like this as a transparent person! I want to replace her and my desire to replace her takes root in my heart like crazy... So their arrival is a good opportunity for me..."

Lan Zhao didn't say anything at the side. You see, even if you don't fight or grab, you will still be jealous. Looking back at the behavior that hurt yourself, she was really too naive.

Ruan Xianbei gave Miao Tong a sad look. There was no emotion between them at all, but now she still has to bear everything on her shoulders. Jealousy, envy, love and hate are such normal human emotions in this world. Are women the only ones at fault? Wouldn’t men refuse?

Lei Shi just waited silently for her to finish, and then continued: "So I followed Lan Zhao and did some things that men would do after drinking too much. The specific... I can't remember the specifics because I drank too much. Her rejection was all I wanted. I thought I was pretending to be noble and wanted to refuse the greeting, but I didn't expect someone to come to my door at night... Of course there is no reason to refuse when someone comes to my door, and that's what happened next."

Tongchun: "Amitabha, Lei Don has no right to replace the behavior of other men."

A scumbag is a scumbag himself, but he just made the same mistakes that all men in the world make! Don’t even think about dragging an innocent monk like him into the water with the heartless robot Shen Xuan!

Yuan Zhen rolled his eyes at Tong Chun, then stopped the head of Lei Da who wanted to rush to clean up the door, and continued to ask: "Why did you kill Guan Qiao? Just because he heard your conversation?"

"Kill if you want to." His face was indifferent, and he didn't take human life seriously at all.

Lei Shi answered the next few questions very cooperatively, until Yuan Zhen asked: "Are you a spy from the Demon Sect? How did you contact them? Who asked you to kill people at the Martial Arts Association?"

Lei Shi was speechless.

"Where did you learn the Black Devil Palm?"

Lei Shi lowered his eyes and did not answer.

"Are you going to tell me? You traitor!" Master Lei angrily rebuked upon seeing this, and struck Lei Shi with a thunderbolt. Lei Shi was selected to enter the inner hall of the Lei family when he was about ten years old. It has been ten years now.

In the past ten years, he didn't know that there was a spy planted by the demon sect in his sect, and he was still taken seriously. He was really blind! He didn't know how many secrets would be leaked, and he regretted it just thinking about it.

After that, he apologized to Master Xu: "Master Xu, I'm sorry, I have to go back to interrogate this demon sect spy, and I will give Master Xu an explanation for this matter."

Although they all lost a disciple who spent countless efforts, time and energy to cultivate, after all, a small sect has limited foundation, and it is likely to disappear quietly after this incident.

In many arenas.

"Yes...I also want to thank Master Xu for helping me cover up the evidence I left behind." Lei Shi leaned to one side and black blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, he coughed twice and laughed.

Headmaster Xu's face was so dark that he was about to drip with ink. Yes, when Ruan Xianbei and the others went to collect confessions, he went here alone. After searching, he found that the murderer might not be a member of the Demon Cult, and that happened.

idea……

Anyway, people cannot be resurrected. If someone wants to protect the murderer, how can a small sect like him compete with them? Instead of identifying the murderer and tearing his face, he might as well hide the evidence and use this to trade with Goraimon in the future.

Lei Shi was leaning on the ground, and Miao Tong was kneeling aside. In the final analysis, the only innocent person in this tragedy was Guan Qiao who died.

Zhao Xing was dumbfounded after hearing all this. He couldn't believe that the senior brother who was the best to him died for such a reason.

The senior brother also said that after the martial arts meeting is over, he will go home to visit his family. The jujube tree he planted in front of his house should bear fruit. The younger brothers and sisters at home should have grown taller again, and there will be good food cooked by his mother.

After eating, Zhao Xing will never forget the look of yearning and pride on Guan Qiao's face when he talked about this.

But the dead can never be resurrected.

The scene fell into deathly silence, with only the whistling of the wind and Zhao Xing's uncontrollable crying.

Tears dripped down his face, fell to the ground, and disappeared.