Chapter 597 I am not the murderer!

The situation took a sharp turn!

The city guards of Baizhixian City will listen to Youge's heavy siege.

Tingyou Pavilion's formation has been launched, and Sun Ning and the others cannot escape into the void, becoming birds in cages, catching turtles in jars!

"Sir!!!" The city guards broke into the pavilion and found the body of Sang Le Youling, and couldn't help but cry out in unison.

"Impossible, this is fake."

"Mr. Sanle Youling is good at divination, so how could he die easily like this?"

"Catch him, he is the murderer, the murderer who killed Lord Sang Le Youling!!"

Many people were unbelievable, many were panicked, and many were hated and angry, and vowed to kill Ning Zhuo.

"I'm not the murderer!! How can I kill the Jindan monk and a person like Lord Sang Le Youling?!" Ning Zhuo shouted loudly.

At this time, he looked pale and faced with fear and anger. He had both performance elements and true feelings.

See you poorly!

He was about to take out the white candle, express his true identity, and explain his calculation needs. He finally waited until the moment of meeting today, but unexpectedly, Sanle Youling was dead.

She was still fine in the morning and kept meeting with the male concubine who was about to be promoted. She had lunch, and in the afternoon, it was like this?!

Naturally, the city guards would not wait and see because of Ning Zhuo's self-dispute.

They rushed towards Ning Zhuo one after another.

Ning Zhuo retreated and stood directly next to the body of Sang Le Youling: "Stop! Whoever wants to get close to me will destroy his body."

"Whoever wants to anger me, take the blame for the body of the heroes in the white paper fairy city being blasphemed."

The city guards stopped immediately and looked at Ning Zhuo in shock and anger, calling him so brave!

Ning Zhuo raised his head, laughed loudly, and then said with a fierce look on his face, "Anyway, I'm going to die. Do you dare to attack me and slander me. Then I'll die at the worst and drag you into the water before I die. I'm Jiao Ma and I do what I say!"

The city guards were stunned, looked at each other, and then shouted loudly at Ning Zhuo, but they stopped moving forward.

Ning Zhuo did not stop, but pointed at everyone: "You idiots, why don't you report to the upper house quickly. When Sanle Youling was killed, the enemy will definitely take the opportunity to launch an offensive. Military situation is like fire, you will slow down a little, which will eventually lead to internal and external difficulties, the immortal city is destroyed, and you are all sinners!"

As soon as Ning Zhuo finished speaking, he heard a few explosions. A corner of the city light rose. At the same time, the outside of the city was shocked, and countless howlings of ghosts and wolves sounded. It was obvious that the ghost tide was resurrected and launched a fierce attack on Baizhi Immortal City.

The city guards changed their colors one after another.

Ning Zhuo's words were fulfilled too quickly!

Just from this power, the intensity of the enemy's attack was a strength that had not been before.

"What are you still standing there? I can't escape before, can I escape now? Compared to this, Baizhi Immortal City is ten thousand times more important than me!" Ning Zhuo continued to scold, "You idiots!!"

The city guards were shaken again.

At this moment, a figure quickly descended to the scene: "Children with yellow face, shut up!"

The person who comes is not someone else, but is just warm and soft jade.

It turned out that the fact that the city guards discovered the death of San Le Youling had long reported it as soon as possible.

Wen Wangyu broke into Tingyou Pavilion, staring at Sang Le Youling's corpse with her eyes tightly, and the last trace of hope left in her heart completely dissipated.

His face became extremely gloomy, his eyes were like sharp sword light, staring at Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhu put one hand on Sang Le Youling's neck and immediately snorted coldly: "Master Wen, I am not the one I killed!"

"You have seen me outside the city. I was sent by Qingyan and I am a local."

"But if you don't want any evidence, you will determine that I am the murderer. Then there is only one possibility - you are the spy! You can testify for all the city guards present!"

Wen Wangyu's pupils shrank and her momentum stagnated.

The city guards were dumbfounded. Ning Zhuo scolded them just now, but now he suddenly asked them to testify again, which was simply a ruffian.

But when I thought about it, hey, it makes some sense.

Some city guards secretly looked at Wen Wangyu.

Feeling these obscure gazes, Wen Wangyu was so angry that she was filled with murderous intent: "Mr. Sang Le Youling died. You are the person you are the one who should have been tortured, but now he actually threatens me?"

Ning Zhuo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Wen, I am also forced to do so. If you hesitate and wince, you will become a prisoner."

"I am not afraid of death, but I am worried that I will die to the forefront, but I never take my destiny into my own hands."

"Besides, I am also a victim. Lord Sanle Youling was indeed not killed by me. I am walking straight!"

"Mr. Wen, I would like to advise you, don't be confused."

"If you want to betray me and falsely accus me of being a murderer in a short period of time, and want to find a scapegoat to stabilize the morale in the city, it will fall into the enemy's calculations."

"Because as long as the enemy forces take the initiative to expose the evidence of their actions, you will be more guilty. The immortal city realizes that senior officials like you have been easily deceived, and the morale of the army will inevitably suffer a greater blow."

Wen Wangyu's face was as good as the bottom of a pot: "A man with sharp teeth and sharp mouths. I won't make things difficult for you anymore. If you stick this on your own, if you really want me to take action, the scene will not be so beautiful."

He said, throwing out a red jade seal talisman and shooting it to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly, his palm spread out, and his natal magic weapon appeared.

A flash of mirror light appeared, and a huge body appeared out of thin air.

It is the heavy blood ape that wins!

Yuan Dasheng stood in front of Ning Zhuo and reached out to catch the talisman.

In an instant, the city guards burst into tears.

"A puppet of the Golden Pill level!" Wen Wangyu couldn't help but change her color, and her vigilance arose.

Tingyou Pavilion's formation was activated with all its strength, confining the space, so that Ning Zhuo could not escape into the void. However, the space in the Pavilion was one and was not suppressed.

Ning Zhuo had just explored this point and immediately released Yuan Dasheng.

However, soon, Yuan Dasheng's golden elixir aura was greatly suppressed and fell directly to the foundation-building stage.

This is the Baizhi Immortal City, and the entire city is under the influence of the city moat formation.

"Xiao Zhuo, there is no problem with the talisman." Sun Lingtong used his spiritual eyes to observe and secretly spread the thoughts.

Yuan Dasheng handed over the sealed talisman to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo glanced at it and put the sealed talisman into his arms. He had no intention of sealing himself at all, but bowed directly: "Mr. Thank you, Lord Wen, for giving the talisman."

Wen Wangyu laughed so hard that she finally couldn't stand it.

When he was about to take action, he heard a voice coming from behind: "Stop."

Wen Wangyu and the soldiers of the city guards all changed drastically, and they quickly turned around and saluted to the people who came: "See the Lord of the City!"

The Lord of Baizhixian City is in a very poor state and has been in a sealed state. Can he come out now?

Ning Zhuo was shocked and suspicious. He looked up and suddenly realized.

I saw the person who made the voice, two feet tall, with white face and black lips. His long hair was twisted from 3,600 fine snow ribbons and hung to his waist. His neck and shoulders were exquisite bones supported by bamboo strips, and paper as thin as a cicada's wings piled up on his shoulders to create complex wrinkles.

Runes were covered with plain white skirt, and the hem of the skirt was dragged, bursts of coldness were stirred up.

At the waist, a piece of red rope was tied, which was the most eye-catching. At the end of the red rope, a bronze bell was hung, but there was no sound.

It is a paper man puppet with magic weapons!

The paper man puppet exudes the aura of the Nascent Soul level. She is like a white cloud, with a rolling yin energy, floating into Tingyou Pavilion.

She didn't even look at Ning Zhuo, but just stopped her eyes on the body of Sanle Youling.

Although she had no expression on her face, a strong feeling of sadness and sorrow spread through her long-term stop.

"Xiaole, I didn't expect that you are in trouble with internal and external affairs this time." The paper man clone of Baizhi City Lord said softly.

The whole audience was silent, with only the sound of ghost tides outside the city and the sound of bombings again in the city, which came here from time to time.

The paper man's clone was silent for a while, then he looked up at Ning Zhuo: "I'm in a bad mood, I want to kill someone!"

"Give you three breaths to prove that you have nothing to do with the death of Sang Le Youling."

"You can bury Xiaole after three breaths."

Ning Chou was frightened and sweated coldly.

He wanted to argue, but the paper man's clone had already begun to count down: "Three."

"one."

Even Wen Wangyu's heart was thrilled. She was not as good as the paper man's clone, so she jumped directly, which made her impatience and murderous intent fully reveal her heart.

"Xiao Zhuo, I will break the back, you can go first!" Sun Lingtong's hair stood up and she was about to run out of the Wanli Dragon.

Ning Zhuo's life was hanging on the line, and he was frightened, and suddenly stretched out his palm: "I can prove it!"

In just a short time, he was already sweating coldly.

Ning Zhuo stared at the white paper clone: ​​"Just need to cut open Lord Sang Le Youling's belly to prove that I am innocent."

Wen Wangyu immediately shouted angrily: "Bold! You still want to blaspheme Lord Xianle Youling's body!"
To be continued...