The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Naturally, Buyehou didn't believe his words. Longhu Mountain was the most active in obtaining the thousand-year-old snake gall. Who could guarantee that they didn't do anything dirty?

"You are talking nonsense! Yes! This master admits that I did want to obtain the gallbladder of a thousand-year-old snake, but I gave up after a series of setbacks. Don't wrongly accuse a good person!"

Li Xinghan argued with mixed feelings of grief and anger, shaking with anger.

Qin Yu listened for a long time, then stood up and said to Buyehou:

"Master Steward, we are all deeply saddened that your people died here for no reason, but this was definitely not done by Longhu Mountain. Please understand clearly."

"Oh? Do you mean someone framed you?" Marquis Buye sat in the main seat, staring at Qin Yu with a serious expression.

"Exactly."

Qin Yu said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Longhu Mountain has always had a good reputation in the martial arts world. Although the disciples are competitive, they have never hurt innocent people..."

Before Qin Yu finished speaking, Su Yang rolled his eyes. Damn it, now is not the time to beat me to a pulp!

"Master Qin is right. My Dragon Tiger Mountain is well-known in the martial arts world. It is well-known to everyone, and everyone knows it..."

"Tsk! Get out of the way!"

Li Xinghan was boasting vigorously, but Qin Yu waved his hand in disdain to interrupt his bragging, turned around and looked at Buyehou and said:

"Master Steward, your abilities are known to everyone. If your people were captured on Mount Longhu from the beginning, how could you not have found them with your skills?

There is only one reason for this situation, that is, someone framed you. He first killed your people and then put them in a secret room in Longhu Mountain.

Even if it is not to make us fight each other, it is to confuse the public, just like he tried to cause conflict between you and the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion before, but unfortunately failed.

But he didn't give up, so this time he used this opportunity to sow discord between you and Longhu Mountain, muddying the waters so that he could reap the benefits."

Qin Yu's analysis was logical and well-founded, and Hou Buye felt a chill in his heart.

This person could easily obtain the seal of the leader of the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, and then successfully evade everyone's investigation... It is even possible that the guy who pretended to be himself and called Feng Zhi on video is the same person!

If these speculations are true, then this person's cultivation must be higher than mine! And he is also proficient in various Qimen Dunjia techniques...

After figuring all this out, Hou Buye looked around and finally stopped at Luo Jingyu, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Hey! Why are you looking at me like that? Don't talk nonsense! I just got here, why would I kill a little snake like you? Am I bored because I'm full?"

Luo Jingyu curled his lips in dissatisfaction. This hot-tempered guy was so anxious that he even started to doubt his own people. How righteous he was!

Hou Buye shook his head in distress. This matter was becoming more and more complicated. All sorts of unnecessary things were dragged into it and it was impossible to sort it out. His mind was now a mess and everyone looked like a suspect!

Su Yang rubbed his temples and frowned as he advised: "Big Worm, don't be anxious. Let's take it slowly, step by step. Just don't start an internal conflict, as this will only allow the enemy behind you to succeed."

Hou Buye patted his hands soothingly and nodded heavily.

"It's been a busy day. Let's have some tea first."

Liu Rangchen poured a cup of tea and handed it to Buyehou with a gentle smile on his face.

Buyehou took it and drank a sip of tea to calm his anxious mood.

"My Toffee is the most considerate. I hit you so hard just now, but I hope you didn't get hurt?"

Su Yang looked at Liu Rangchen and asked with a worried tone.

"No, I listened to you and stayed far away the whole time, so there was no way I would be hurt by mistake." Liu Rangchen shook his head gently.

"Well, that's good." Su Yang responded and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

On the other side, Wei Zhi's body was trembling slightly, his expression was dazed, he looked like he had lost his soul, and he didn't say a word.

His arms tightly hugged Feng Zhi's stiff body, as if this body was his only support.

After a long while, he became hoarse, looked at Su Xiang and murmured: "Master, Feng Zhi has fallen asleep... What should I do..."

"The danger has stopped..."

Su Xiang looked at him like this, wanting to comfort him but didn't know how to say it. In the end, he could only sigh and sit beside him, silently accompanying him as he immersed himself in endless sorrow.

At this time, Yinzhi fetched a basin of clean water and walked into the house. She used a towel to carefully wipe the blood off Feng Zhi's body. In just a moment, the dark red blood stains on Feng Zhi's body disappeared completely, and his skin returned to its former whiteness.

"Don't be lazy anymore. Feng Zhi loves to be pretty. Go find him some nice clothes to change into. He will be very happy when he wakes up."

Hearing Yinzhi's words, Wei Zhi nodded woodenly, put Fengzhi down carefully, stood up and staggered out of the house.

Su Yang watched his figure walk away, turned back and whispered to Yinzhi: "You don't know what happened, so don't talk nonsense. Feng Zhi is not sleeping like this, he is dead."

"No, Feng Zhi is not dead yet. He will wake up soon. I know that." Yinzhi shook her head and said.

"Ah, I know I can't explain it to your brain. Forget it! Go change the basin of water, and I'll tidy up Feng Zhi. He loved beauty when he was alive, and he can't be sloppy after his death..."

"okay."

Yinzhi nodded, turned and left the room to prepare clean water.

"Eh...is this?"

Su Xiang accidentally caught a glimpse of Feng Zhi's clenched fist, which seemed to hide something unusual.

He gently pulled open the other person's palm, revealing a small piece of black cloth with an ugly little flower embroidered on it, lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

When Su Xiang saw the cloth clearly, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"This... this is..." He stammered and couldn't say complete words, but his heart beat even faster.

Su Xiang took two deep breaths and raised his hand to slap himself to confirm that this was not a dream.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Wei Zhi came in and saw Su Xiang's abnormal reaction, and asked hurriedly.

Su Xiang looked back at him, his face pale, and his lips trembling as he said, "Wei Zhi, Feng Zhi is holding a piece of cloth in his hand... The owner of this piece of cloth is Uncle Wang... I remember it very clearly, there is no doubt about it!"

This explosive news was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in Wei Zhi's mind and making him stunned for a moment.

After a while, he came to his senses, ran out, threw himself in front of Feng Zhi, looked at him carefully, and murmured:

"Yes... this is from the Demon Lord's clothes... I saw him wearing it, but why did it appear in Feng Zhi's hands... Could it be that... the Demon Lord killed Feng Zhi? No... how is this possible!"

……

The rest of the people quickly gathered together after hearing the news and started discussing it.

"Things are becoming more and more complicated. The enemy is far more cunning than we imagined. In fact... I suspect this person is hiding among us!"

The cold eyes of Buyehou swept across the crowd. His voice was so cold and chilling that it made people shudder. His suspicious gaze was fixed on Luo Jingyu again.