Chapter 2 Interrogation

Chapter 2 Interrogation

Autumn is getting cooler, the cold wind is blowing, the flowers are withering, the leaves are falling, autumn is a miserable autumn, autumn is the autumn of Xiaoxiao reeds, autumn is full of love, blue clouds, yellow flowers, autumn waves, cold smoke on the waves...

Jianfeng Mountain is still surrounded by fairy fog, like poetry and painting, like a dream like smoke...

In the center of the Jianfeng School, there stands a magnificent palace. The name of the temple is Xuanyang, which was built at the beginning of the creation of the Jianfeng faction. After thousands of ups and downs, thousands of ups and downs, it always maintains the ancient undiminished majesty and silently watching the rise and downs of this righteous faction and the autumn sunshine. Sprinkled on the bricks and tiles, reflecting dazzling colorful light, and a few white flowers dotted the red wall, adding some charm. The beautiful scenery sets off the rich background that the Jianfeng School has precipitated for thousands of years.

In the hall, there were many people sitting. The incense burning in front of the hall burned silently, and a wisp of green smoke floated up, as if he was waiting for the arrival of something with melancholy and patience. In the middle of the hall, sitting an old man with a crane bone fairy wind was Qingyang Zhenren, the current head of the Jianfeng School. Although he must be white, he was still miring. Shining, under the background of a black robe, it reveals a little majesty and a little solemnity. On his left hand side, the 27 elders of the Jianfeng School sat side by side. These people, older or young, have made great achievements for the Jianfeng School. On his right hand, there are dozens of disciples of the faction standing. These disciples are men or women. The men are handsome and elegant, and the women are beautiful and refined. At a glance, they can be seen that they are the leaders of the young generation of the Jianfeng School.

There was a dead silence on the Xuanyang Hall, and everyone felt an unprecedented heaviness, as if there was a big mountain in their hearts, which made people unable to breathe.

"Bell her in." Jianfeng's real vicissitudes of life broke the silence in the hall, and a disciple in white was brought into the hall. The young disciples were ** for a while, and everyone's eyes suddenly moved over. Many people sighed heavily. The woman in white knelt down, and her black hair was like the softest and most beautiful silk in the world. It was gently draped on her shoulders. The jade-like skin bullied the frost and snow, and the white clothes fell to the ground, like a delicate lily blooming quietly. , like a nine-day mysterious girl who accidentally fell into the mortal world, a beautiful and unattainable thing. Clothes like snow and people like jade are Li Yuehua, the most popular disciple of the Jianfeng School.

In the Xuanyang Hall, everyone looked at the proud daughter with a sympathetic and regretful look. Only the head Qingyang Zhenren leaned on the chair and carefully considered what he wanted to say.

"Li Yuehua" Qingyang Zhenren asked slowly, "Now I ask you a few questions, and you have to answer them honestly."

Li Yuehua replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Qingyang Zhenren looked at Qingbi, Li Yuehua's mentor sitting not far away, but saw her haggard face and staring at the door. Qingyang Zhenren smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. For a long time, he asked, "Li Yuehua, what do you have to do with Zhang Yufei, the 39th generation of the Zhang family?"

"Love is as deep as the sea!" Li Yuehua replied in a firm tone. Every word she said revealed an unshakable momentum and contained a kind of tenderness of life and death.

Although the relationship between Li Yuehua and Zhang Yufei is no longer a secret, as soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in Xuanyang Hall still seemed to be slightly tense, and there seemed to be some uneasy factors beating in the air.

Qingyang Zhenren frowned, snorted coldly in his heart, and continued to ask, "What do you have to do with Sikongjing, the man of the Demon Realm?"

The people in the hall felt a little uneasy. They stared straight at Yuehua and waited for her answer.

"Brothers!" Li Yuehua resolutely said.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the hall. Although he had already heard that the relationship between Li Yuehua and Moyu was extraordinary, today he heard Li Yuehua say it himself that both the elders and his disciples were extremely shocked.

"Li Yuehua, Qingyang's real voice is cold, "Do you know what's wrong with collusion in the demon realm?"

"Death!" Li Yuehua replied with no fear on his face.

Qingyang really sighed, and there was a trace of murder in his eyes. He glared at Li Yuehua and asked, "What else do you have to say?"

Li Yuehua was speechless for a long time. She frowned and thought about something. After thinking for a long time, she replied, "Master, I want to clarify one thing when I die."

"What's the matter?" Qingyang Zhenren asked, his tone was a little relaxed, and everyone was also happy, eager for Li Yuehua to clarify his sins. In fact, the real purpose of this interrogation is not to kill Li Yuehua. On the contrary, they want to justify this best disciple for thousands of years. Once Li Yuehua denies that he has committed crimes, they can blame all the Moyu Sikongjing as an excuse. Even if other sects are dissatisfied with this, they are deterred by The majesty of the Jianfeng faction does not dare to make a second place easily.

But Li Yuehua's next words fell into the lake like a boulder, making the lake, which was originally calm, make waves again. Li Yuehua said slowly: "The killing of 20 disciples of the Chongyang Sword School in the past was not the ghost of the sword fairy, but the work of the disciples."

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed and could hardly believe their ears. The Chongyang Sword School is a righteous faction in the west. Not to mention that ordinary small factions dare not provoke, even famous factions such as the Jianfeng faction are a little afraid of him. But not long ago, on the hillside near the Chongyang Sword School, the bodies of 20 disciples of the sect were all killed in one move, and the murderer did not leave any clue. Everyone thought it was the local sword fairy ghost, but today they knew that it was Li Yuehua.

Qingyang Zhenren was even more angry. His face turned pale. He reached out and pulled out a crystal clear light blue fairy sword and roared, "Li Yuehua, I wanted to let you go, so I gathered everyone in this Xuanyang Hall to abandon external rumors and give you justice. I didn't expect you to be really heinous and colluding with the demon realm. It's really unforgivable to harm my righteous fellows.

As he spoke, he entered the true qi into the sword. When the fairy sword, the light surged and murderous.

Li Yuehua gently closed her eyes and only felt that the deeply engraved smile seemed to be brighter. She was relieved and gently said to herself, "Brother Fei, continue your fate in the afterlife."

The sword light roared down and swept everywhere with an unparalleled momentum.

However, just as Li Yuehua was about to die, the fairy sword with the intention of killing the sky stagnated in mid-air, and it was difficult to cut down at all. A neat and clear voice came from outside the hall, turning the whole thing around. We are willing to suffer on behalf of Yuehua's sister!"

All the female disciples under Qingbi's real seat knelt in front of the hall and said in unison. The tone contains infinite reluctance and nostalgia.

The hall was silent again, and everyone looked at each other and said no words for a long time.

At this time, another voice resounded through the Xuanyang Hall, "Please forgive Sister Yuehua!" The disciples in the hall felt this scene and knelt down and pleaded together. Their sincere feelings were no less than the former. One of the female disciples even stood up and said, "Master, although Sister Li committed a serious crime, she may have been disturbed by the demon girl in the Demon Realm. Moreover, Sister Li once carried forward my divine skill "Tianjian Broken" and made an extraordinary achievement. The disciple believes that although Sister Li has committed a felony, she will not die. I hope that the master Bo dealt with it lightly.

Her words are undoubtedly to speak the hearts of all the disciples. Li Yuehua is the pillar of the young generation. If Li Yuehua dies, the young generation of the Jianfeng faction will be difficult to return to its glory. Even in the eyes of other peers, its status will be lower. So as soon as the woman's voice fell, the disciples supported her in unison, "Please avoid Sister Li's death sentence!"

The concerted appeal of many disciples also made Qingyang Zhenren was very helpless. He did not know that Li Yuehua's status in the Jianfeng School was irreplaceable, but it was still because of whether this woman was flattered and did not repent if she had the opportunity to atone for her sins. All these things made the straightforward old man have no choice but to kill, but this point The most taboo thing is to go your own way and offend the public anger. So he looked at the elders on the left, who were mostly hesitant and indecisive. Qingyang was helpless and had to lean back on the chair and think quietly. But it is difficult to calm down for a long time

Li Yuehua was stunned by the scene in front of her. Whether he knew him or not, the disciples inside and outside the hall risked angering the teacher and pleaded for him. The people they met stood up to save him in this desperate situation, which really made her very grateful? Li Yuehua burst into tears, and his jade-like face was full of tears. Crystal tears flowed down his smooth jade-like face and splashed tears. His voice choked and even was even incoherent, saying, "Thank you... Brother and sister... I... Thank you...

Many female disciples of the same family with Li Yuehua also shed tears. Their tearful eyes looked at Qingyang for a moment and were full of expectation.

Finally, the head of the world's largest faction gave in. He turned his back, stood with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: Well, Li Yuehua, punish you for 15 years in the wall of the Lock Fairy Cave, and be burned by 100 days of fire a year. I have committed a crime. Do you have any objection to this?

"Disciple has nothing to say." Li Yuehua said in a trembling voice, "Thank you for not killing!"

"The leader is wise!" The disciples inside and outside the hall shouted in unison.

Qingyang Zhenren nodded with a smile. Suddenly, a strange color flashed in his eyes, turned into a streamer, and quickly rejoined out of the hall. End of this chapter

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