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

Lin Ye squatted down next to Lin Su's body as quickly as possible and inspected it. His expression gradually changed from grief-stricken at the beginning to shock.

"Cang Ming..."

Lin Ye murmured, vaguely remembering that the letters sent back by several disciples mentioned that the person who killed Lin Su was named Cang Ming.

"Who is Cang Ming?"

Lin Ye had scarlet eyes and raised his voice to question everyone present.

The disciple on the side pointed to Cang Ming's direction with his hand. Before he could say anything, Cang Ming took a step forward and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "I am."

"good very good."

Seeing that he actually dared to stand up, Lin Ye's eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent, "You are looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce palm wind struck in the direction of Cang Ming at the speed of light. The move was so cruel that if he was hit, Cang Ming would either die or be injured.

Ning Yan's eyebrows twitched, and she subconsciously wanted to pull Cang Ming to avoid the palm. As soon as her hand reached to his side, it was held tightly by someone's backhand.

Ning Yan was slightly stunned. In just a moment, the palm fell on Cang Ming. The wind of the palm pushed him back a big step. Cang Ming felt a sudden pain in his chest and grabbed Ning Yan's hand. Using more and more force, he forced his other hand to rest on the table, barely maintaining a standing posture.

"Cang Ming!"

"Little Junior Brother!"

Qi Gu and Ruo Mu ran over to check the situation. Cang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and the corners of his lips and chin were scarlet.

"How are you? Junior brother?"

Qi Gu was shocked by his miserable appearance. Although this junior brother was usually very annoying, at the critical moment, Qi Gu still turned towards him.

Cang Ming opened his mouth, blood stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

His nose twitched twice, and he raised his eyes to look at Ning Yan, holding her hand tightly and never letting go.

Ning Yan didn't understand why he had to take this slap. Even if she didn't stop him just now, with Cang Ming's ability, she could have avoided it.

"Why don't you hide?"

Even she herself didn't notice the hint of distress in her voice.

Cang Ming curled his lips toward her, blinked his eyes, and said in a weak voice: "It's okay, Master, I don't feel any pain."

At this time, he actually still had the leisure to make tea for her here.

Ning Yan's initial feeling of feeling sorry for him subsided slightly, and she wished she could just get rid of him.

She took a deep breath, observed Lin Ye's exposed face, smiled at him, and gave him a look.

"I didn't ask you that."

"Ahem..." Cang Ming coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, and Qiu on the other side hurriedly took the handkerchief Ruomu handed over and wiped it on his chin and mouth.

"You'd better stop talking. Do you think you are sick? Master is pulling you, why don't you hide?"

Qi Gu wiped the handkerchief on his face indiscriminately. Originally, there was only blood on his chin. After he wiped it like this, half of Cang Ming's face was covered in mess.

Lin Ye knew that he was impulsive when he slapped him like this.

Although the letter was conclusive, he was not present at the time. Just listening to the descriptions of these disciples and seeing how calm the Qingfeng Sect members were at the scene made Lin Ye a little suspicious.

He looked at Ning Yan and the others coldly, and his eyes stayed on Cang Ming, who was being supported by someone in the middle, for a long time. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, trying hard to resist the urge to give him another slap.

"Master Lin..."

Cang Ming spoke with some difficulty, "Senior Lin's death indeed had nothing to do with me, but the slap I receive from you now is because I did have a dispute with Senior Lin at that time and offended him."

Having said this, Cang Ming glanced at the corpse on the ground, with a bit of guilt and pity on his face, "I originally wanted to wait until the day to go to Senior Lin to apologize, but I didn't expect that something like this would happen now. With this palm, Consider it the price for my offense to him."

Lin Ye was so angry that he felt that the young man in front of him didn't know the heights of the world and dared to negotiate terms with him.

Not to mention that there was doubt about his identity as the murderer, even if he was not the murderer, Lin Ye thought that it would not be a big deal to slap him.

Anyway, the person is not dead, at most he will be fine after a few months.

"Master Lin, please don't be impulsive. Your disciples must have sent letters one after another to clarify what happened in Lixiangyuan tonight."

Ning Yan stood up and stood in front of Cang Ming, with a protective attitude, "The reason for the dispute between the two is me. Han Shan will first apologize to Master Lin here. This disciple is young and ignorant, but he will never be able to do this." Waiting for something harmful to the heaven and earth."

Lin Ye knew that Lin Su had always been in love with Han Shan, and the Yueyang Sect was heavily guarded. If he hadn't turned a blind eye, Lin Su's love letters in the past few years would have never been delivered to the Qingfeng Sect.

In the past, he only had a grudge against Ning Changfeng and did not understand Han Shan, so he was not dissatisfied.

As long as Lin Su liked it, he would let him go.

But now, he only felt that the woman in front of him was a beauty. First, it made Lin Su lose a lot of face. Now, the apprentice next to him is very likely to be the murderer of his son.

The combination of each piece of information made Lin Ye feel more and more that she was not a good person.

"Don't be impulsive? Ha, the person who died is my son, you tell me not to be impulsive?"

Lin Ye pointed at Ning Yan, "Don't think that since you are Ning Changfeng's daughter, I don't dare to do anything to you. Hand him over to me quickly, otherwise don't blame me for taking action."

Lin Ye's reality is far superior to that of Ning Yan. If she really starts fighting, she will never be able to defeat him. Only Ning Changfeng can compete with Lin Ye.

"Master Lin, what does this mean? There seems to be no definite evidence that Cang Ming is the one who killed Daoist Lin, right?"

"Your Yueyang Sect has repeatedly tried to place such charges on him, a young disciple that I, the Qingfeng Sect, have just accepted. What are your intentions?"

"Oh, the young disciple that Qingfeng Sect just accepted?"

Lin Ye questioned, "Who knows if he is real? What if he is a disguised evil spirit from the mysterious world and deliberately takes advantage of the Qiu Wu Association to take my son's life?"

As he spoke, he pointed at Lin Su's body.

"The poison in my son comes from the mysterious world. It is a strange poison that can make people lose all ability to move without being noticed. Their poison is difficult to refine, so the quantity is rare. You have never seen it. It is normal. .”

"Unfortunately, when your father and I went to fight against the Demon Lord of the Mysterious Realm, we suffered a lot from this thing. I even recognized it when it turned into ashes!"

Lin Ye smiled coldly, "It's not true if you say it's not? Who knows if it was you who poisoned me!"

The scene became stiff for a moment.

At this moment, a woman who had been standing outside the door among the crowd of spectators was suddenly pushed out by the madam.

"Stop whining, just tell me what you know!"

The woman was pushed into the door and looked back at the madam with a horrified expression. However, the madam was afraid that the fire would burn her and hurriedly looked away from her.

Lin Ye's face was gloomy and terrifying: "Who are you? What do you know?"