Feng Liangjie stood out from the crowd, and his already tall figure stood in front of the crowd, which made him even more eye-catching. Chen Longxiang had met Feng Liangjie in Queyunlou, and he looked down on Mr. Feng, who was very despised by Mr. Feng. Others used a knife to kill someone, but Mr. Feng used his mouth to kill someone, and a tongue that was not bad must tell the person to death. Is it true that Mr. Feng has any real ability? Just because he forced Pei Jinxiu, a girl's house in Queyunlou, and incited a group of big men to say those unclean words, it was enough to make Chen Longxiang look down on him.

Chen Longxiang glanced at Feng Liangjie with his eyes slanted, his eyes full of mockery, and said, "I don't know what kind of insights Mr. Feng has this time? Why not talk about it?"

Feng Liangjie himself stands up and wants to speak. He has never found a way to attract everyone's attention before. Chen Longxiang killed the tiger-headed monk with a punch and ordered the audience to pay attention, which gave him a great opportunity. At this time, he stood up and would definitely catch everyone's attention. Unexpectedly, Chen Longxiang's words made people feel that Chen Longxiang made him speak, and he only had the chance to say the same thing. This made Feng Liangjie feel a little unhappy.

Young Master Feng is not a fool. Even if he is unhappy, he will endure it for a few breaths and grit his teeth. Chen Longxiang's words focused all his eyes on Feng Liangjie, which was not contrary to his original intention. Feng Liangjie coughed twice, opened the folding fan in his hand with a "pop". On the one hand, the folding fan said "Gao Feng Liangjie" and on the other hand, the three friends of the cold of the year. If it weren't for Young Master Feng, he would have looked too vulgar, and it would have a little bit like a good young master in the turbid world.

Feng Liangjie shook the folding fan and said, "I have always heard that Shushan takes it as his mission to eliminate demons. I admire it very much and fascinated me. Unfortunately, it is better to see it than to hear it. Unexpectedly, this place where the sword immortals gather in Shushan has become a place where the filth and dirt are hidden and sheltered evil spirits is really cold."

Chen Wuxuan smiled unabashedly, with a look of suspicion on his face, and asked with a real strange feeling: "What do you say about Mr. Feng?"

Feng Liangjie gently moved his finger and put away the folding fan, saying, "Why should Master Xuanwu pretend to be confused when he understands it? A dozen families were destroyed along the way from Yuzhou City to Jianmen Pass, and nearly 200 people died of misfortune. Isn't the bloodthirsty demon who kills people the same as the Dragon Spirit Demon Clan, but the Dragon Spirit Demon Clan is regarded as a distinguished guest by Shushan, which has been exterminated and eliminated. This seems to be inconsistent with emotion or reason? Shushan does not pursue the blood debt of nearly two hundred lives, but instead pretends to be confused. I don't know if it is to protect it or have other intentions."

Chen Longxiang sneered, thinking that this kind of moral character is still as eloquent as ever. One sentence is a knife, a knife is a heart-wrenching, and a sword is bloody. Chen Wuxuan is worthy of being the head of Shushan. He still has the style and style of a master. Even when he was pushed to the forefront of the storm, he still showed the calmness and calmness he should be: "Young Master Feng is confident, it seems reasonable, but in fact it is not. If I were not the head of Shushan and knew Shushan with a clue, I would probably have to listen to Mr. Feng and believe that Shushan is a place that hides dirt and hides evil spirits. Mr. Feng said a few words wrong. First, Shushan has never taken it as his responsibility to subdue demons, but

The purpose is to punish evil and eliminate evil. Whether it is monsters or people, they are all creatures in the world. Shushan is treated equally. Shushan is willing to make friends with good people, and Shushan is willing to eliminate them. Secondly, since Mr. Feng has always said that Miss Long is a murderer and a bloodthirsty demon, there is evidence? If not, wouldn’t he wrongly accused the good man and accused me of Shushan lineage? Although Shushan is not a big gang in the world, it is not everyone can bully him. I also hope that Mr. Feng can explain it clearly.” After all, he said that the problem was thrown back to Feng Liangjie. I have to say that Jiang is still old, and Chen Wuxuan’s age is really not in vain.

Since Feng Liangjie had the courage to go to Shushan to provoke trouble, he was naturally fully prepared. At this moment, when Chen Longxiang asked this question, he invited the blood letters left on the screen walls of more than 10 families and the living mouths left by each family. A noble family with gorgeous clothes walked out of the middle of the team. Tu Miaomiao glanced at Long Ling and Ouyang Hongxiu and said, "It's the person who competed with me for fragrant powder in Yuzhou City, but the family had undergone a major change. The domineering attitude at the time turned into the depressed ones now." As soon as the noble family stood up, he said, "Young Master Feng said it well. I did see the murderer at that time. It was a white-headed girl, that girl." I don't know why the eyes of this noble family were so sharp, and I could see at first glance.

When Long Ling arrived in the crowd, he raised his hand and pointed it with a sad look. It was really sad that the listener would cry. Even the irrelevant people would probably have to sympathize with Long Ling for a few more words, not to mention that many people with ulterior motives were echoed for a while, and few silent people were silent. The team to denounce Long Ling was no match for the moment. Feng Liangjie saw the excitement of the crowd, and even clapped his fists at Chen Wuxuan while the iron was hot and he said: "This young man and more than ten other survivors came to the mansion to hope that his father could uphold justice for them, but he never thought that the murderer was on the mountain. Since this was the case, he also hoped that Master Xuanwu could be the master of everyone as the head of Shushan, kill the murderer, avenge everyone, and eliminate a great harm to the world."

At this moment, people and physical evidence are there, and Chen Wuxuan is determined to help Long Ling escape from his crimes. If in terms of time, Long Ling has always been on Shushan, but the massacres of the family were born in the middle of the road from Yuzhou City to Jianmen Pass, and they were unable to prove themselves before a few people went up the mountain. If they wanted to talk about the motive for murder, they would not be in trouble. Since these people were interested in provoking trouble, they would definitely use the identity of the Dragon Spirit Demon Clan to make a fuss, saying that he was crazy and had a killing intention to start. Ouyang Hongxiu saw that Chen Wuxuan could not calm down, so he stood up and extricated Long Ling and said, "I have been inseparable from Sister Ling'er these days. I can guarantee that Sister Ling'er has never killed anyone, and I will not do such a tragic thing as destroying people."

Feng Liangjie's lips curled up. In his opinion, Ouyang Hongxiu's statement was not convincing at all, so he said loudly: "Everyone, the evidence is conclusive now. This girl wants to excuse her companions. Maybe they are just accomplices. She naturally cannot believe her words. Miss Long, the evidence of the crime is conclusive. Do you surrender or let us all catch you by yourself?" The second half of the sentence was said to Long Ling. Long Ling had seen such a scene and was a little scared. She retreated and murmured: "It's not me, I didn't kill anyone."

Feng Liangjie snorted the folding fan and snorted, "I want to escape?" After saying that, he bullied himself in front of him. He pointed to the folding fan with a little bit of a superb style. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Long Ling. Seeing that the folding fan was about to fall to Long Ling's throat, a figure rushed out from the side, and his toes gently tapped on the folding fan, so that Long Ling could escape a disaster. Feng Liangjie looked closely and found that it was Quan Fugui's help, and said coldly: "Why, the famous knight of the thief, Mutual Mutual, would also help the murderer."

Quan Fugui used his tail fingernail to dig out a piece of oily and yellow earwax, and a scream was blowing on Feng Liangjie's face. Seeing Feng Liangjie sideways and angrily, he smiled calmly and said, "In the past, I was wronged by you as a thief who stole treasures from many sects. He also denounced me like this at that time. Young Master Feng was also present at that time. I can wash away the grievances and help Tang Sects, Shushan and other sects to find treasures. Yun Zangfeng helped a lot. I have no advantages, but a little good. I will repay you ten times the amount of others treating me. Yun Zangfeng has been kind to me, and I will definitely repay you. Today he is not here, and his wife has been bullied. No matter how I say I have to keep his wife."

Feng Liangjie laughed in anger and said three times, then said, "Su Wen, Young Master Quan, is unparalleled in his body and does not know how good his martial arts are. Today, I will overestimate my ability and ask Mr. Quan for advice." After saying that, just as he was about to attack with a fan, a chain like a black python popped out and separated the two. Feng Liangjie couldn't dodge and was blown by the strong wind. He took three steps back in succession and said, "Why, Young Master Chen, the Tang Sect, are going to get this muddy water?"

Chen Longxiang spat on the ground with a spit: "Dropping egg, don't pull it on the Tang Sect at any time. I see that you have a strong mouth, and the rest are usually tight. Today I'm just saying something. I, Mr. Chen, just think that you are so handsome and gentle, and I'm willing to be unable to get along with you. You made a name for yourself. I'll take what you think. "

Feng Liangjie said "you" in anger and then suppressed himself and said angrily: "It seems that the two of you have made up their minds to be enemies with the heroes present today? Chen Shaoxia, don't you know if you represent yourself or the Tang Sect?"

Seeing that Chen Longxiang was a little difficult, Quan Fugui said, "I said, Mr. Feng, don't put gold on your face too much. Brother Chen represents the Tang Sect to deal with you? Are you worthy? Okay, Brother Chen has the Tang Sect behind you. If you can't get along with you, you will take the handle. I, Quan Fugui, is a master who can eat one person and the whole family is not hungry. Today I really can't get along with you. Heroes in the world, I bah, can you represent? I think there are not many people here who can be called heroes, but bears account for the majority."

This sentence offended most of the people present, and everyone was very angry. They greeted Quan Fugui's 18 generations and female relatives, but did not go forward to take action. After all, most of the people who said Quan Fugui were bears. Didn't he admit that he was the bear in Quan Fugui's mouth? Standing there, he would condemn him, and maybe he would take advantage of the name of a hero.

"Whether it's a hero or a bear. Today, my brothers and I will definitely take away this little dragon doll. I heard that the little doll's flesh and blood can greatly increase its ability. I think it's more effective as medicine. No matter whether she is a murderer or not, whether you want to keep this girl doll, we have to take it away." Two voices came from the middle of the crowd, but the tone of the speech was completely different. One was the voice of an old man, and the other was the virgin and high-pitched young man's voice.

Chen Longxiang didn't know who was talking, so he clasped his fists into the void: "Which two seniors are talking? Please show up and see him. Sneaking may insult the style of his seniors."

Two figures of one tall and one short appeared in the crowd. The tall one was black, but the skin was like a pine bark that had been around for hundreds of years. He held a pine snake-headed stick in his hand, and the short one was completely white, but not as white as the dragon spirit, but had a deep feeling of dusk. He looked like a child with red lips and white teeth, his eyes were lively, and he was holding a steel crane-mouth sickle in his hand.
Chapter completed!