Quick Wear: The male protagonist was over-abused and turned into a black man

Bai Ji, dressed in black, suddenly appeared in the hall, and his words immediately set off another wave, and the scene seemed to be getting more and more out of control.

Turning her head to look at Bai Ji, who was fierce and cold as snow, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes. She had killed someone but didn't know how to hide it, and now she was exposing herself so openly. He didn't want his life, she wanted it!

He seemed to be aware of her gaze, and turned to look over. His eyes as dark as the night were staring at her with some incomprehensible emotions, which made her even more worried. She didn't know what else this man wanted to say.

At this time, Mu Zhishan, who had already turned dark-faced, looked at Bai Ji with a slightly unkind tone: "Who is this?"

Just when Su Jiuxin was about to answer, Bai Ji took the lead and announced his family name, and said confidently: "I am Bai Ji, a disciple of Wuxin Palace, and I am serving you in the Dark Moon Sect."

Listening to this, Su Jiuxin felt like crying in her heart. Male protagonist, can't you just stay here?Why do you have to run around!

When Muzhishan heard that he was from Wuxin Palace and Su Jiuxin's servant, his expression changed slightly. His eyes once again flashed a calculating light, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It turns out he is the leader's servant."

Sun Yin seemed to immediately understand the meaning of Mu Zhishan's words, followed his words, and started talking about this matter: "Since I am the leader's servant, I naturally help the leader to speak, although it is said that a disciple did find the leader last night I was with Shijun in Yuhuan Tower, but how can I prove whether the leader was always with Shijun, or whether he killed someone first and then used being with Shijun to cover up the fact of the murder."

Every word was aggressive, they were clinging to her vulnerability, as if they would not give up until they bit off a piece of flesh from her body.

This time she still couldn't speak. Once again, Bai Ji took the lead and the words she had just spoken choked in her throat again. It was extremely uncomfortable.

"I am working with the leader in the room. I have to calculate the time. The leader and I will meet at Yuhuan Tower at Zishi. Then we will act from the moment of Zishi to the third moment of Zishi. I will be with the leader the whole time. Dare you ask Master Mu, when was Elder Zhang killed?"

Bai Ji spoke so candidly that if she didn't look into it carefully, she would have thought he was talking about something very serious, but what he said was all imaginative.

She squeezed the armrests of the chair tightly, grinding her back molars, and now she really wanted to stuff his mouth with something!

Bai Ji's momentum should not be underestimated. He kept pressing Mu Zhishan and Sun Yin, his cold and piercing eyes directed at them: "So, Master Mu, can you tell me the exact time when Elder Zhang was killed?"

The expressions of Mu Zhishan and Sun Yin changed at the same time, and their expressions were extremely ugly. At this time, a disciple muttered in a low voice: "I remember it was the time of Zhengzi."

Everyone present was a master of martial arts. No matter how quiet this disciple's murmur was, it still reached the ears of everyone present.

Su Jiuxin glanced sideways at the disciple, and turned her eyes slightly. She always felt that the disciple looked familiar, but she didn't think of it.

At this time, Bai Ji seemed to have obtained strong evidence. He took advantage of the victory and attacked Mu Zhishan and Sun Yin step by step: "Master Mu, what this disciple said must be right. It was Zhang Zhishan who The time the elder was killed.”

In an instant, the disciples present began to gradually waver in their suspicion of Su Jiuxin.

When Muzhishan and Sun Yin saw this scene, their faces changed again, turning green and purple, sometimes like cucumber and sometimes like eggplant, which was not very pretty.

But the next moment, Sun Yin seemed to want to insist on the relationship between Su Jiuxin and Bai Ji. He stared at her with majestic eyes: "Mr. Bai, you are the leader's servant, so naturally you have to help Hierarch, your words have no value at all. Everyone, please tell me, are you right?"

Sun Yin even encouraged the disciples on the side, hoping to use her connections to defeat the disciples who had finally been swayed by Bai Ji. A trace of insidious cunning flashed through her eyes.

When Su Jiuxin saw it, her eyes narrowed, and a dark light flashed across her pupils.

On the other hand, Bai Ji seemed to be unfazed by Sun Yin's verbal attacks, with a calm and natural look on his face, and a pair of black eyes without any waves, staring at them calmly like water.

She looked at him sideways and thought, he was calm, but now that what he said was broken again and the situation changed again, was there anything else he could do to deal with it?

Thinking like this, the next moment, I saw him looking at Sun Yin, his eyes were cold, and he took out a letter from his sleeve. His voice was low but contained extremely powerful power, which made people unable to help but be impressed. .

"Elder Sun, do you know what this letter is?"

As soon as Sun Yin looked at the letter, her expression changed from suspicion to ugly, and she just stared at the letter.

Bai Ji remained expressionless. With a flick of his fingers holding the letter, the letter opened to reveal the content on it.

He looked at the crowd calmly, and read out the contents of the letter word by word in a voice as cold as a spring: "Kill Su Jian Zhang Tie, 50 gold. Send a disciple to see if the handwriting on it belongs to Elder Sun. Handwriting.”

It seems that at this time, some disciples have recognized Sun Yin's handwriting and whispered: "This handwriting seems to be that of Elder Sun."

"It's Elder Sun's handwriting."

Gradually, more and more disciples realized that the handwriting on the letter was written by Sun Yin.

Sun Yin's face became increasingly ugly, her hands on the armrests were shaking, and her eyes were filled with vague anger.

But Bai Ji just glanced at Sun Yin lightly, turned sideways, then raised his hand and said quietly to the outside of the hall: "Come in."

As the words fell, Hei Ling was seen carrying two pale disciples in. Hei Ling threw the two disciples on the ground like he was throwing sacks, and then yelled at them fiercely: "Hey!"

The two disciples who fell on the ground were obviously very afraid of Hei Ling. Their bodies began to tremble instantly and their heads shrank.

Bai Ji saw the two of them, and then looked at Sun Yin again. His voice was soft, but it was full of unmistakable momentum: "These two, I think Elder Sun has already figured out who they are. It is these two disciples." I went to the leader’s room to steal the hairpin, and now it’s like this, does Elder Sun still have anything to explain?”

As he said that, seeing him glance at Hei Ling, Hei Ling immediately raised his foot and kicked the two disciples, and said fiercely: "Speak!"

The two disciples were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed and cried, "It was Elder Sun. It was Elder Sun who ordered us to steal the hairpin from the leader's room. We were also forced to do so. We are innocent! "

"Yes, we are forced!"

At this moment, something was still unclear. Everyone looked at Sun Yin. Sun Yin's face turned pale and her eyes were filled with anger.

All the evidence points to Sun Yin. Sun Yin has no excuses and thinks that the matter only needs to be left to Muzhishan. Even though Su Jiuxin knew that Muzhishan was definitely involved, he seemed to be very shrewd and did not Let yourself sink in.

"You witch! I must kill you!"

Sun Yin suddenly burst into flames, her eyes were red, and extremely fierce moves were flashing towards her like a raging tide.