I can survive when the system hangs up, but my ancestors counterattack by charging randomly

Before entering the Heavenly Prison to interrogate Zhang Mengcheng, the four of them had many doubts about his identity. Since he was a veritable king of scrolls, why didn't he show off his skills in the escape competition? Why was it that the first six years of joining the sect were mediocre, and then the last four years made rapid progress? Why didn't he run away when his identity was revealed?

The head of Tianluyuan has handled so many case files in his life, and has seen so many right and wrong. Since the situation was so foggy, it was natural that he would have to find some powerful information to break the situation. He immediately thought of a way to deceive Zhang Mengcheng's words.

He deliberately sentenced Zhang Mengcheng to an excessive punishment and seemed to cover up Liang Jiale's crimes. As expected, Zhang Mengcheng became furious.

But how can you walk along the river without getting your shoes wet? He underestimated Zhang Mengcheng's power as an evil cultivator, and also underestimated Zhang Mengcheng's bone-gnawing hatred for Liang Jiale.

The black blood gushing out of Zhang Mengcheng's body broke free from the restraints of his body, and instantly attacked Liang Jiale again. Fortunately, Liang Jiale had a better idea after being frightened once, and quickly retreated to protect his head with his arms.

Chen Yi didn't even have time to get up this time, and immediately used his spiritual power to forcibly peel off Zhang Mengcheng's black blood and Liang Jiale, and then built a rock-solid spiritual shield around Liang Jiale.

If it had been a step later, "Zhang Mengcheng" might have succeeded. Liang Jiale's injured arm turned blue, with some signs of decay on the surface. The sudden nausea and pain almost made him collapse.

"Medical repair! I need medical repair! Let me go!" Liang Jiale shouted, and the pain on his arm made him continue to struggle with the Soul Cord on his body.

But his shout was drowned out by another person's shout, and Qin Yuqing who pushed out the door attracted the attention of others.

"He is an evil cultivator, just like the blood cocoon of the underground palace!" This cannot let him run away or explode again!

Qin Yuqing held the Fire Yang Jade in his hand, and a half-person-high fire ring surrounded Zhang Mengcheng's black blood.

When the commander saw her rushing out the door, his brows jumped in anger. Allowing them to listen in the inner room was already beyond the rules, and now they dared to rush out like this!

No matter what, you are still your uncle. The commander raised his hand, and the dark interrogation room suddenly became bright, and the black blood trapped by the golden light technique ran rampant.

Golden chains surrounded it layer by layer, and there was the sound of metal collision and friction. In a dull buzzing sound, the black blood was trapped in place. No matter how it split and gathered, it could not escape.

Qin Yuqing scratched his head, you old man, I thought you were too old to react!

Seeing the unkind look on the commander's face, Yun Huai immediately stepped forward, pulled Qin Yuqing behind him, and apologized to Chen Yi and the commander.

Why does this feel like a naughty kid got into trouble and his parents came to apologize?

"Master of the Court, Protector Chen, I am not rashly disturbing the two of you in the trial, but I have a suspicion in my mind that I am unhappy with." Qin Yuqing tried to make amends for this embarrassing scene. She poked her head out from behind Yun Huai and spoke to those present. Several people looked at each other with big eyes.

Chen Yi crossed his arms over his chest, looked at Yun Huai and Qin Yuqing with interest, and nodded slightly in agreement: "Then I'm all ears."

When the old man in charge saw Tianquan Protector speaking, he did not stop him. He turned away and looked straight ahead.

Qin Yuqing took a step forward, pointed at Zhang Mengcheng's body with his knees bent and his head facing up, and said: "The disciples speculate that Zhang Mengcheng is not an evil cultivator, but that his soul has long been shattered after receiving the soul-transferring technique, and his body has been occupied by this evil cultivator. "

Yunhuai stared at Qin Yuqing, who was calm and eloquent, not thinking about the authenticity of the soul-moving technique, but wondering why she knew the long-lost forbidden technique.

The soul-moving technique is a long-lost forbidden technique. In addition to the soul-moving array, it also needs to be coordinated with the soul-drawing technique. Legend has it that Tai Zheng Taoist originally created this formation to stabilize the scattered soul of his lover. Later, it was used carefully Sinister people use it as a sinister plan to change the situation.

Once such evil thoughts arise, many people with evil intentions will follow suit. In order to prevent this from happening again, many of Tai Zheng Taoist's secret techniques were sealed, and those with evil intentions were killed. Over time, they were lost.

"Zhang Mengcheng himself had been mediocre for the first six years before joining the sect, with only a few friends in the outer sect. But in the seventh year, he suddenly stopped making friends and rested, and practiced hard to make money. Since he has this consciousness and Determination, why do you want to become an evil cultivator if you are so motivated? Becoming an evil cultivator can be said to be the opposite of the opposite."

This kind of question made everyone present go from being skeptical at the beginning to thinking seriously now, and they somewhat agreed with Qin Yuqing's statement.

There are countless people with superior qualifications, but people with extraordinary perseverance are rare.

He has been able to achieve this level and has already shined in the sect. It is difficult not to make people suspect that his purpose is not simply to destroy and kill.

Qin Yuqing came to this conclusion based on what Changfeng saw and heard in Baidi City. If the core hadn't been changed inside the shell, how could two people who had nothing to do with each other suddenly have a blood feud?

Yun Huai didn't know Liang Jiale and Zhang Mengcheng well, and they didn't have much intersection in the previous life. Moreover, their lives were long, and their stories had long since disappeared from his memory.

"I heard that Liang Jiale's family is a famous wealthy businessman in the mortal world. Maybe you had a grudge when you were in the mortal world?"

It seemed that Yun Huai's words touched "Zhang Mengcheng" locked in the golden light. It gradually stopped rioting and shrank into a small ball, motionless.

"When you were in the mortal world, you learned that he had the ability to cultivate immortals. As a mortal, you couldn't take revenge on the monks, so you could only use the evil cultivator's soul-moving technique to change your body. You listened to the evil cultivator's arrangements and went deep into the sect while looking for opportunities to kill Liang Jiale. Your mission is to kill Qin Yan with your evil cultivator comrades, but your comrades were killed by Qin Yan in Banyuespo. You escaped, but you don’t want to leave the sect, because if you leave now, you will never leave. There was no chance to kill Liang Jiale with your own hands, so you chose to come back to confuse the public. First, you implicated Qin Yan in the uneven distribution of the spoils, making everyone think that you and Liang Jiale were the same. Then you fabricated lies to be threatened by Liang Jiale, making him unclear about the evil cultivator. Later, I lured him to buy the Blood Evil Pill in advance to force him to accuse him of colluding with evil cultivators to frame his fellow disciples."

Yun Huai's words seemed to step on the heart of "Zhang Mengcheng". If it had an expression at this time, it might be able to see his sad look.

Everyone in the interrogation room was silent, but Qin Yuqing felt like applauding.

The deacon on the small case was stunned for a while after hearing this. After being poked by another deacon next to him, he started writing furiously.

Liang Jiale's expression can be said to be very exciting. He held his breath and retreated looking a little scared, and his eyes widened in shock. His expression changed several times in this short period of time, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.

Liang Jiale took a deep breath and asked a name uncertainly: "Are you...Song Zhengxin?"

About ten or twenty years ago, he was the only "friend" in his hometown in Yancheng who broke up with him and caused an uproar.