All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

But Lin Su died tragically after all, and now his body is lying in front of him.

Even if what they said was right, it was impossible for these Yueyang Sect disciples to let others talk about it so wildly.

After a night of commotion, a temporary backbone was finally revealed in this group of people. A senior brother who looked a little older coughed violently at Ning Yan and the others, showing an unhappy attitude.

"Master Hanshan, even if you want to discuss it, you should find a place where no one is around afterward, right? Now my uncle's body is still cold, and the murderer is standing next to you. With such talk and laughter, do you look down on me, the Yueyang Sect?"

Ning Yan was very innocent.

She felt that the Yueyang Sect seemed to have seized on Lin Su's death, which had not yet been completely concluded. Not only did they want to force the blame on Cang Ming, but they also directly displayed all their usual dissatisfaction with the Qingfeng Sect on their faces.

Isn't this aggressive stamping on the nose and face?

"Senior Brother Yang, why do you have to waste so many words with them? When the master and the elders come over at dawn, I want to see what else they have to say!"

The person on one side tugged at the sleeve of Senior Brother Yang, who had the four characters "Judged Evil as Enmity" written all over his face.

Ning Yan felt that their sarcasm and ridicule was completely unreasonable.

Although Lin Su died in a hurry and strangely, we couldn't just catch Cang Ming and have a little argument after meeting him, and just put the blame on him.

Unless they themselves know that their uncle is just a bit of a showpiece that is not useful.

"Master..."

Just when Ning Yan was complaining in her heart, Cang Ming suddenly carefully took her arm and asked, "Master, do you really believe me?"

Ning Yan looked at him quietly, patted the back of his hand soothingly, nodded and whispered, "Of course I believe it."

"If you say you didn't do it, then you didn't do it."

Cang Ming's eyelashes trembled slightly, holding back the throbbing in his heart, and took a deep breath.

Qi Gu also put her hand on his shoulder and patted him comfortingly, smiling at him pretending to be relaxed.

"Don't worry, we all believe that you are not the person who can do such a thing. How many kilograms of kung fu do you have? How can I not know? You can kill Lin Su. I'll write my name upside down. !”

On the surface, his words were saying that Cang Ming was terrible in martial arts, but in fact, he was mocking those Yueyang Sect disciples who clung to Cang Ming.

At the end of his speech, he deliberately amplified his voice, which immediately caused the disciples of the Yueyang Sect to turn their heads and glare at him.

"What are you looking at? Don't think I'm not nice. You always think Cang Ming is the murderer. Do you think Senior Lin is even worse than Cang Ming?"

"Stop uttering wild words!"

"How dare you insult our uncle!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

The disciples of the Yueyang Sect were furious.

Senior Brother Yang, who was taking the lead, sneered from his nose and said, pretending to be smart: "Who said he must have killed my uncle in a battle of wits? My uncle was bleeding from all his orifices, and his death was so miserable. It’s just that he was poisoned.”

"What if Cang Ming poisoned my uncle first and then killed him with one blow while the poison was taking effect?"

He spoke with certainty, as if the truth of the matter was exactly what he said.

Several surrounding Yueyang Sect disciples nodded after hearing this, and they all felt that it made sense.

Most of the disciples from the Yueyang Sect who came this year were new disciples, and all of them were Leng Touqing. Originally, I didn’t think much about pointing the finger at Cang Ming. Although I thought about it carefully later, I felt that something was wrong, but I still couldn’t. Clear Cang Ming's suspicion.

But now, Senior Brother Yang's words seemed to give them reassurance. The more they thought about it, the more they felt it made sense, and they even felt that the truth of the matter must be like this.

"You have such an imaginative mind, it would be a shame if you didn't write a story about it."

Ning Yan twitched the corner of her lips, withdrew her gaze, and sat alone with her eyes closed to relax, not intending to deal with these brainless brats again.

Qi Gu also found it unreasonable. Although it was indeed beyond his expectation that Cang Ming came to Lixiangyuan to find Lin Su tonight, he was even puzzled and surprised that Cang Ming could do such things because of his master.

But if it is like what Senior Brother Yang said just now, 1 relatives will not believe it.

During the long night, the two groups of people were exhausted at the messy crime scene. Lin Su's body lay in the middle of the two parties. The wind outside the room shook the candlelight, which seemed a bit strange at first glance. .

Lin Ye, the head of the Yueyang Sect, and the other two elders arrived quickly enough. When it was dawn, everyone heard the door downstairs of Lixiang Garden being swept open with great force.

"Where are people? Get out!"

The Lin Ye student was tall and strong, unlike ordinary cultivators who were immortal. When he stood downstairs with his arms akimbo, he looked like a butcher.

The proprietress of Lixiangyuan who had been guarding downstairs was startled by the sudden intrusion of several people. She pointed to the third floor tremblingly and spoke with trembling.

"Yes, upstairs..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a few people who were in front of her instantly turn into a residual wind. In the blink of an eye, voices could be heard from the third floor.

"Master..."

"The two elders..."

The Yueyang Sect disciples all made way for him. Ning Yan finally opened her eyes when she heard the movement, stood up from her chair, faced Lin Ye's direction, and bowed slightly towards him.

"Master Lin."

The forest industry turned a deaf ear to this.

When he saw Lin Su lying on the ground, there was a buzzing in his ears, and his eyes couldn't stop turning black. He almost couldn't support his body and fainted.

The two elders on the side hurriedly supported him and looked horrified when they saw Lin Su's body on the ground.

After receiving the news last night, their group rushed over from the Yueyang Sect without stopping.

Especially Lin Ye, he had a son at an old age. His Taoist companion also passed away a few years ago, leaving only Lin Su, a precious son.

Lin Su is only in his twenties now. For a normal person at his age, no matter how talented he is, his cultivation level is mediocre.

But Lin Ye pampered him so much that he searched everywhere for rare treasures and various elixirs that could improve his cultivation, and gave them all to Lin Su.

But Lin Su was playful by nature and didn't care about cultivation, so his cultivation relied entirely on pills, and he didn't pose any threat to others if he really used his hands.

In recent years, the Yueyang Sect has gradually begun to decline under the pressure of the Qingfeng Sect, so Lin Ye thought that Qiu Wu would let Lin Su take a few new disciples of the new sect to train.

Firstly, it will train Lin Su and let him collect his thoughts. Secondly, it will also allow him to choose the ones he likes among these new disciples and keep them for training in the future.

But who knew that his simple decision of not letting the other elders follow him would actually lead to Lin Su's death hundreds of miles away from the Yueyang Sect.