If Lin Yun is really a waste of martial soul, it may not be necessary to leave it to the Wang family for handling.

But Lin Yun's potential, whether it is martial soul, root bone or swordsmanship, is fully equipped, and it is completely possible to grow into a monster!

Even such a leader cannot be protected, so how can we recruit people in the future?

No matter how depressed he was, Bai Ting was responsible for the blame for Wang Ning's death!

"How to deal with it, Elder Bai Ting said something, why are you standing there stupidly?" Elder Luo Feng smiled faintly and asked softly.

Bai Ting's face looked as ugly as a pig's liver, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Ting was ashamed of the trust of the sect and made the Wang family die in the battle for the Nine Stars. Bai is willing to take full responsibility."

The voice trembled and shivered, and he had already cursed in his heart.

Wang Ning's death had a semi-wool relationship with him... But he was in the sword hall and insisted that he was ineffective in supervision.

He couldn't refute it, and he could only swallow the bitterness himself.

If he does not know the current affairs and offends the entire Jianzhitang, he will never have a foothold in Jiange in the future.

"But Lin Yun made a big mistake in public. If he didn't punish him, he would be unable to convince the public..."

Luo Feng and Xin Yan both looked a little nervous. If this old guy didn't know the current situation and had to bite the bullet and drive Lin Yun out of the sect, it would be really difficult.

Bai Ting looked at Lin Yun angrily and said in a deep voice: "Punish Lin Yun into the grass and wood peak, and for three months, Li Wuyou, as an accomplice, was invaded together."

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Feng and Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief. Bai Ting did not dare to disobey the sword hall.
Chapter completed!