[Quick Transmigration] Strategies for face-slapping and abuse

Looking at Qingxuanzi's livid face, Song Zishu was almost desperate, but in the face of life and death, everyone wanted to fight for a chance, Song Zishu was guilty as hell, but still stuck his neck and said: "I...I don't have it."

When he said this, he obviously lacked confidence, and even his voice trembled a little, anyone could tell that there was something wrong with him.

While Song Zishu was talking, his heart kept beating. Sun Feiming entered the Qingyue Sect through himself, and also stole the Nine Heavens Calling Soul Bell once. Isn't the foreign thief that Qingxuanzi said is Sun Feiming!

Thinking of this, Song Zishu's heart began to pound. He obviously didn't know that he had mistakenly placed Sun Feiming in the seat. He only felt that his situation was worse than ever.

He regretted and was afraid at the same time, after saying this, he didn't even dare to meet his eyes, for fear that his lie would be exposed.He lowered his head slightly, secretly scanned the people in front of him, and saw Qing Li who was standing aside watching the excitement.

Song Zishu's heart suddenly became clear, it turned out that the informer was really Qing Li, he was resentful, he had silently scolded him a thousand times ten thousand times, but he could only scold him once, but he didn't dare to jump out and stamp his feet.

"I think you are the first offender. If you hand over Weiyou, I will spare you. If you don't want to hand it over..." Qingxuanzi snorted coldly, and the cold mountain wind around him froze in an instant, as if tens of thousands of long needles. In front of Song Zishu.

Song Zishu suffocated for breath, his heart slowed half a beat, he stared at the invisible needle tip, cold sweat dripped down.He felt that the needle tip was only the thickness of a hair from his eyeball, as long as he blinked, or Qingxuanzi's fingertips moved slightly, he would be pierced alive.

"Where is Weiyou!" Qingxuanzi urged.

Dangerous travel?Song Zishu was taken aback for a moment, then repeated it a few times, and giggled like he was going crazy, and everyone who watched it frowned.

"What kind of trick are you playing?" Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted him loudly.

"Wei You, I don't know where Wei You is, and I've never seen Wei You before." Song Zishu laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth twitched, looking very pervasive, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said loudly.

"Elder, is this person stupid?" A disciple next to him quietly asked.Obviously, Song Zishu's expression was so terrified just now, and his current behavior is so weird, he really doesn't look like a normal person, but more like a symptom of being frightened into a fool.

Qing Xuanzi ignored it, but said coldly: "Qing Li, take out that note."

"Huh?" Qing Li was originally a theatergoer, but he never thought that Qing Xuanzi called himself at this time, so Song Zishu must have thought that he had informed him about this matter.

He sighed silently. Anyway, Song Zishu already hated him very much, and he was not bad this time or twice, so he might as well be a complete backer.

Thinking this way, Qing Li handed out the brocade just now, and said: "It's clearly written in black and white, what else do you want to say?"

"What?!" Song Zishu took the note in disbelief, the remaining black spiritual power on it was domineering and powerful, it was definitely done by Wei You, and those few words made him fall from heaven to hell .

How is this going?He and Wei You had no grievances, why did the other party drag him into the water?Song Zishu held the brocade tightly, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Qing Li couldn't help sneering, this person is really a fool, he hesitated here because of a scumbag, but forgot how fast the scumbag hid the second Qingxuanzi entered the door.

"You are willing to die for him, so is he willing to die for you?" Qing Li asked mockingly.

After saying this, Song Zishu seemed to be stimulated by something, his face turned pale, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

Qing Li raised his eyelids, sighed silently, poor people must have something to hate, this sentence really makes sense.

Song Zishu is indeed a pitiful person, obviously his own life is in danger, but Sun Feiming, who is being protected, hides under the stone platform, and refuses to come out even if he dies.

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and it can't hinder others, but it's okay for two people to hurt each other, but they still have to blame these things on themselves, which is a bit hateful.

"Tired?" Seeing Qing Li's eyes flickering, Wei You patted him on the shoulder.

"No." Qing Li shook his head.

This action was seen by Song Zishu, and the resentment in his heart was even deeper. How could a vixen like Qing Li have someone to treat him sincerely, but he had to endure such torture.

No, he has never seen this person before, and his attire does not belong to the Qingyue Sect.

Thinking of this, Song Zishu immediately raised his voice and asked, "Who is this outsider? Could it be that he is a dangerous person?"

"He is a disciple of Wanyang Palace, and Jiansui, who recognized the master, has testified, what else do you want to say?" Qing Li reminded.

"I..." Song Zishu was dumbfounded.

However, Sun Feiming under the stone platform had already set off a turmoil in his heart. The voice of that person just now was too familiar, and the familiarity made him have nightmares for several days.

He may never forget that the voice of the person who cut off his tongue and crushed all his dignity and glory in the Zuiyan Building that day was this.

It turned out that the foreign thief captured by Qingyue Sect was right in front of him, so blatantly, but this group of idiots didn't notice it, and brought the foreign thief to catch the thief.

At this moment Feiming really wanted to jump out and expose him, but!But he can't.

Not only can he not prove that the person in front of him is Wei You, but he will also expose that he is a disciple of Dingtian Valley.After he was found stealing the Nine Heavens Soul Calling Bell last time, the Dingtian Valley disciple became the target of the Qingyue Sect. If he came out at this moment, he would definitely die.

But it feels too aggrieved not to say anything, obviously I have taken the blame for someone else, and I watched that person swaying in front of me, but I just can't say it.

Feiming felt his chest tight with anger, and the hot blood was choking in his throat along the esophagus, unable to go up or down, he was extremely annoyed.

"Alright, since you don't want to tell me, I'll search you all over here." Qingxuanzi laughed angrily, "Come on, search for me!"

Song Zishu and Sun Feiming panicked all of a sudden, the other party must have searched very carefully, and when they were found out, neither of them would end well.

Two disciples had already passed the stone platform. Song Zishu's legs were like lead, and he wanted to run to cover the stone platform, but he couldn't move because of nervousness.

"Please wait a moment." Just as the two were about to walk, Wei You's voice sounded.

Song Zishu's nerves were so tense that he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.Calling a stop at this time, I really can't imagine what purpose he has.

"I seem to see..." Wei You frowned, and walked slowly towards the stone platform under everyone's gaze.

The cultivator's footsteps are extremely light, but even so, the small voice makes people extremely nervous. Every time he takes a step, Sun Feiming's breathing becomes weaker. He wants to clenched his fist tightly, but he is afraid of the friction between the joints. will be heard.

"Bang Dang", Wei You kicked the stone platform and moved it halfway, and the dust rose up.

Before everyone had time to take a closer look, Wei You shook his robe lightly. After the dust cleared, he looked down, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I seem to have misread it."

Qing Li raised his eyebrows, waited for him to look closer, then smiled and said: "You are really fussing, it is obviously a little mouse, why do you care so much?"

"Sorry, I made you worry." Wei You smiled, moved his footsteps, and heard a cracking sound like a broken bone.

"What sound?" Qingxuanzi frowned.

"Heh, the sound of stepping on a mouse." Qing Li smiled.