Sword cuts mountains and rivers

Ye Wanqing said subconsciously: "I have never used a spirit devouring plant."

What the disciple said rang in his ears, he was not in the yard the day before, and he didn't even have money to eat, so where would he get the money to buy the spirit devouring plant.

The guard of the Judiciary Hall did not listen to his quibbling alone, and obviously did an investigation. The guard said coldly: "Just now we have asked your disciples in the peak. You have never condensed sword energy in your daily practice."

Ye Wanqing opened her mouth. When practicing swords in private, he likes to be alone and not with other disciples.What's more, he is not a person with a flamboyant temperament, and he only condenses sword energy occasionally, so it's not worth talking about it to others.

But Qiu Yi ran into him once, and now he doesn't think Qiu Yi will testify for him.

With a little force on his fingertips holding the sword, he retorted: "You can check my money records, I... I have never bought that kind of thing."

Speaking out, he himself knew that it was not convincing, because there were so many underground transactions, not all of them could be found.

Ye Wanqing was watched by many eyes from the audience, he slowly let go of his fingertips, the elders of the Judiciary Hall are always fair and strict, he believes that the other party will see clearly.

He left with the guards of the Judiciary Hall, and the disciples around him were discussing in front of him, and those words sounded ugly.His thoughts drifted far away, and he didn't come back until a sharp pain came from his forehead.

Somebody threw a stone at him, Ye Wanqing's lips tightened, but it didn't hurt much, he was unresponsive, touched his forehead, it was a little swollen.

The guard warned those disciples, and the surrounding disciples dispersed. Before leaving, Ye Wanqing glanced at the direction of the stone platform, and Xiao Junlan was no longer there.

He followed the guards all the way to the Judiciary Hall, where the Judiciary Hall still needs to be discussed. He knelt in the main hall, with a three-foot plaque above his head, statues of Law and Justice on both sides, and 72 carved instruments of torture on the surrounding walls. The whole hall looked very gloomy.

"Ye Wanqing, have you ever hidden the spirit devouring plant?"

Ye Wanqing: "Never."

"Then how do you explain the spirit devouring strains found in your yard?"

The elder justice looks majestic, and his voice is interrogative. When he looks at people indifferently, he looks a bit like the statues of law and justice on both sides.

"I don't know, I was not in my yard yesterday."

Ye Wanqing's voice is very low, there is no one in his yard, no one can testify for him, will Xiao Junlan testify for him?

"Then how to explain the spirit devouring strain left on your sword?"

Ye Wanqing could only say that she didn't know, "I've never used the Spirit Devouring Plant before."

As a result of the interrogation, nothing came out. He was temporarily sent down, but naturally he was not sent back. He was locked in the confinement room of the Judiciary Hall.

Ye Wanqing was somewhat resistant to entering the confinement room. Usually, the disciples with preferential treatment could go back to their own courtyard first. Obviously, he did not belong to that category. He was sent to the confinement room with shackles on his wrists.

The judicial hall was guarded by regular disciples, who took him into the innermost confinement room, which was narrower than the previous ones.

"The first few rooms were not cleaned up a few days ago, so you will feel wronged for a few days."

The disciple dragged the chain around his wrist and sent him in.

The iron door closed with a "creak" sound. This is the tail room, which is even narrower. There are no windows on the walls, like a sealed iron cage. The air is stuffy and humid, making it hard to breathe.

There was nothing on the cold ground, but some dried blood could be seen.Ye Wanqing found a barely clean corner and sat down. He hugged his knees and recalled some neglected details from the day before.

His sword has not been touched...yesterday not, today...

The disciple who revealed the information to him flashed across his mind. At that time, the disciple almost fell when he was on the field. He helped him up, and the disciple touched his sword.

Will it be then?

The courtyard where he lives is not difficult to find, and he should not be able to enter without a token, but none of the disciples still set up an enchantment in their own courtyard, so they can enter by climbing over the wall.

It rained heavily again yesterday, and it was not easy to be found.

Ye Wanqing knew that he must have offended someone, a clear figure appeared in his mind, that person should know soon, and he wondered if the other party would believe him.

He sat against the wall for a while. In such a square room, there were no windows, and only a little light could be seen faintly through the crack of the door, which reminded him of his own room when he was a child.

At that time, he was locked in the house all day long, and the room was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. When he was a child, he was very afraid of being alone.

Now that she has grown up, she shouldn't be afraid anymore, Ye Wanqing clenched the sword in her cuff tightly, her whole body seemed to be submerged in darkness.

He expected to be able to go out the next day, but no one came to take care of him.The guard came over every day to bring him a bowl of water and a steamed bun. He ate for three days, and the time became very long.

I can't do anything while I'm locked up inside, it's extremely tormenting.On the third day, Ye Wanqing developed a low-grade fever, his face turned pale with a tinge of red, he stayed in the corner by himself, and when the guard came to deliver things, he couldn't help calling him back.

"The elder justice hasn't found out yet? When can I... go out?"

"I don't know, the young master is waiting for news here."

There was only one word, Ye Wanqing noticed that the other party looked at him with a little pity, he slowly withdrew his hand, and it was not impossible to get out from here.

It's just that if he goes out at this time, he will be charged with the crime. Not only can he not stay in Jiannan Villa, but it is estimated that no one from other immortal sects will want him.

Ye Wanqing remembered what his master had said to him before he left. The master hoped that he could join the sword ancestor and become the sword god of Kyushu.

I haven't stepped out half a step yet, and I may die halfway.

He broke off the steamed buns and swallowed them bit by bit with water, his head was dizzy, the tea bowl was put aside, his hands and feet were slightly cold.

Anyone is welcome, I want someone to say a few words to him.

On the third night, Ye Wanqing could no longer meditate. He felt cold all over his body, as if he was in a water prison. He touched his forehead, which seemed a little hot.

He guessed that Meng Yi might be in a hurry outside, so he hugged his knees and curled up into a ball. If the Judiciary Hall judged that he used the Spirit Devouring Plant, he would not be able to argue.

He has always resisted emotions such as grievances, so nothing can be changed, and now he can only think about what to do next.

Thinking like this, his head became more and more dizzy. Before he passed out, he heard a sound, a familiar gentle voice came from his ear, and his forehead was touched.

"Xiao Wan...?"

Ye Wanqing wanted to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy, and he couldn't open them no matter what. He felt himself being hugged, and the man was still apologizing in his ear.

"I came late and made you feel wronged."

Ye Wanqing buried herself in the familiar embrace covered with orchid fragrance, the gloom and depression in his heart seemed to be dispelled at this moment, gradually revealing the light.

"I……"

Xiao Junlan felt that the white fingertips of the person in his arms were clutching the hem of his clothes, the young man's face was red from burning, his eyelashes were slightly moist, the corners of his lips moved, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"I do not have……"

After uttering a few words with difficulty, Xiaojun lowered his eyes and touched the eyelashes of the young man in his arms with his fingertips. The touch was soft, and he opened his mouth.

"I know, I trust you."

Ye Wanqing closed her eyes in peace after hearing the words.

No one from the Judiciary Hall usually comes here, but when Xiao Junlan came here today, all the disciples in the Judiciary Hall were almost trembling. Seeing this little sword god coming to ask for someone with a kind face, they had to give even if they didn't want to.

"The elder justice has explained that he can't let him go until he finds out..."

The disciple vaguely noticed that the other party's breath was a little colder, his voice was getting weaker and weaker, and cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.

Cen You also came with Xiao Junlan. Cen You was not as good-tempered as Xiao Junlan, so he snorted directly.

"When your judicial elders come back, you should be completely cool."

"Leave this matter to us to investigate. If it is found out that your Judiciary Hall is suspected of covering up disciples..." Cen You paused slightly, and naturally there is no need to say the rest.

Xiao Junlan hugged the person and left, Cen You followed behind, glanced at the person in his arms, no matter how familiar he looked, it turned out to be an acquaintance from last time.

"I thought whoever the third brother was hiding could make the third brother touch Nie Hongyu," Cen You said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold. "The third brother must have taken a fancy to him, right?"

Xiao Junlan paused slightly when he heard the words, and glanced at Cen You, which was extremely dull, dark and deep, and Cen You seemed to be imprisoned by the neck for a moment.

"Third Brother, don't forget that Sake is still waiting for you. If he knows that you bumped into someone outside, he will be sad."

Cen You felt that he was stabbing Xiao Junlan with a knife, and also piercing his own heart.

"Third Brother... You probably don't want to make Sake feel sad, he is born with a weak disease, but he can't stand stimulation."