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Chapter 90

Changying's eyes were heavy, and the soul-cultivating lamp in his hand was dim, "What do you know?"

The Lord Ci's eyes were about to burst, he couldn't make a sound, the blood flowed all over the ground, staining Ci Yan's dress, he sacrificed himself to the battle, just to protect Ci's family and protect Ci Yan, but he failed.

Ci Yan raised her eyes to meet Han Qingyue's gaze, and her four eyes met. All kinds of things in the past came to mind. There was never any life-and-death enmity between them, but each had their own beliefs and persistence.

"Leave home..."

"It's a crime to leave home!"

Ci Yan said the words herself, and it turned out that telling the truth when the matter came to an end was not as good as death in her imagination.

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, City Lord Ci let out a "woo" sound, his dark red eyes were refusing, Ci Yan knelt in front of him, tears melted into his blood.

In the 20 years before the catastrophe of Dry Moon Valley, monsters were rampant. Because of selfishness, Ci’s family borrowed artifacts to refine demons, which caused Yu’s family to decline, and Ci Baicheng was attacked by demons. It was because of his own selfishness. The catastrophe in Moon Valley should have sacrificed the soul-raising lamp to quell the catastrophe, but under the guise of Fairy Yaoqing, he left the soul-raising lamp to suppress the demons in the city.

Ci Yan's words and sentences are clear, counting the crimes of Ci's family in detail, not looking at the tragedy of Ci City Lord, and not daring to look at the anger of you all.

She kowtowed heavily, her forehead was soaked in blood, and her face was stained with blood, "Ci Yan is willing to bear all the guilt."

"Pfft! Yan~"

City Lord Ci finally let out a cry and lost her life. Her eyes protruded and her mouth opened wide. Ci Yan's heart and lungs were in severe pain. Mr. Chen's words echoed in her mind. But those red eyes just couldn't be closed.

Ci Yan knelt quietly amidst the discussion and noise, looking down at the blood flowing on the ground, waiting for the final judgment.

Someone scolded: "Resigning from the family and neglecting the comprehensive training of the immortal sect is an unforgivable crime!"

Someone scolded: "Bah! It's disgusting!"

Someone lamented: "It's really hurting others!"

Ci Yan held her hands in the blood, relying on the strong sense of guilt for those who were hurt because of Ci's private thoughts, she could not fall down, Ci's guilt, but now there are few descendants, it is Yang Zhina An old man in his sixtieth year is like a child learning to speak.

Only she is the only direct descendant of the resignation family, who is in her youth, and she can only bear the responsibility for the crime.

Han Qingyue listened to their accusations with a cold expression, turned her head to stare at them, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you innocent of the accusations made by you all?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone was startled at the same time, and suddenly fell silent.

The demons in Cibai City were wiped out, and their vitality was restored. The people in the medical center were filled with sorrow and joy, and their emotions were agitated.

The common people couldn't hear the condemnation under the tower, but the monks with better eyes and ears could hear one or two, which was unbelievable for a while.

Han Qingyue glanced at everyone's expressions, surprise, fear, bewilderment, and righteousness, each face and expression, really colorful, she was aggressive, pressing every step of the way, "Cijia is a serious crime, are you innocent? ?”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was startled, and someone became angry and shot at her after being poked at the painful spot. Han Qingyue had expected it a long time ago, but he still didn't dodge and let the blow come to him.

"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the blow that should have taken Han Qingyue's life was deflected by a pair of hands with only leather bags left. She thought that the old man with white beard and hair was standing in front of her. Sweep down.

Facing the old man who appeared out of thin air, everyone gathered their eyes.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, and only the skeleton is left to support his robe. His eyes make people feel that his bones are moving. Some people recognize that the white-haired old man is the one who often follows Yu Junyan. For the Yu family, on weekdays, everyone would show humility in the face of City Lord Ci.

Now, the Ci family has collapsed, and the Yu family has been suppressed by the Ci family for decades, and finally turned around. It is not surprising that he appeared at this time. What is strange is that he protects a woman who is full of nonsense. All accused.

Changying was puzzled, and asked aloud: "What are you doing?"

The white-haired old man closed his hands, scanned the crowd to make sure no one was going to do it again, turned around and cast admiring glances at Han Qingyue, "This fairy gate has been rotten for half a lifetime, and finally someone opened their mouth without fear of life and death. The old man admires her, so I want to hear it." Listen to what the little girl who is not a dancer this year has to say."

Han Qingyue was very grateful in her heart, and hurriedly bowed her head and saluted: "Thank you."

Someone yelled: "It sounds good, you only dared to come out because of the death of City Lord Ci, how come your Yu family can't wait until the soul consciousness of City Lord Ci has not dissipated?"

"So what!"

Yu Junyan came in a hurry, dressed in ragged clothes and in a panic. It seemed that the power of the soul-raising lamp just now made him suffer.

The white-haired old man didn't expect him to come back, and was slightly taken aback.

Yu Junyan glanced at the City Lord Ci on the ground, followed the rules for the first time, and solemnly bowed to the City Lord Ci who was dead. Ci Yan was already numb from the pain, and she regained consciousness slightly when she heard the sound of his head hitting the ground , looking at him dully.

After kowtowing, he ignored the blood stained on his head and stood in front of the white-haired old man. The sword in his hand shook, and he didn't show any fear in front of you, "Uncle Li, do whatever you want. If the Yu family doesn't help you, I will help you." you!"

The old man has followed him since he was a child, and he knows that he behaves in a public manner and has no rules, but he has never been confused in major matters, and he has never traced or questioned his own background, and he sincerely regards himself as an elder.

It's just that he never thought that one day he would stand in front of him without fear of many Mahayana masters, and he was filled with emotion for a moment, "Young master."

"Is it just you?"

Changying took a step forward, he was holding back when he assisted the Soul Cultivating Lamp just now, the mighty one present might not be able to deal with them now, but he dealt with them with ease.

Yu Junyan is neither humble nor overbearing: "This body will not die, and will not take half a step back."

"Sure enough, it's a stinking fairy gate, deceiving the world for its own selfishness, and sacrificing the lives of innocent people." Han Qingyue didn't hesitate at all, regardless of everyone's expressions, pinched the sound transmission formula and said: "Why is Fairy Yaoqing The Primordial Spirit Sacrifice Formation was all due to the private thoughts of the immortal sect. In order to keep their own family standing upright, they hid artifacts privately, and even the Dry Moon Valley formation was unstable, and demons appeared frequently. To save them, Fairy Yaoqing pulled out the Primordial Spirit Sacrifice Formation and sealed it. Dry Moon Valley."

The voice spread throughout Cibai City, no matter whether they knew the whole story of the dry moon valley catastrophe or not, anyone who stepped into the door of practice would have heard of it and admired Fairy Yaoqing.

When Han Qingyue told the truth, everyone was in an uproar.

As soon as the words fell, those immortal sects who participated in it became angry from embarrassment, and showed surprise on their faces without knowing it.

Standing in front of Yu Junyan, Chang Ying didn't make a move, but lowered his eyes and smiled, and stepped aside, revealing the immortal masters who were at a loss, flustered, and still determined to defend themselves in everyone's sight.

Feng Xizi looked up suddenly, her eyes lost focus for a moment and then gathered. Han Qingyue didn't wear her favorite goose yellow dress today, but a white shirt. Even the blue silk was tied with white satin, without any color on her body.

She has a thin body, has not recovered from a serious injury in the Brahma sect, and has meager spiritual power in her body. Standing among a group of tall people, she looks particularly weak.

All kinds of past events came to mind, piles of piles piled together, the clues in her mind twisted and twisted together, something was about to come out, but she couldn't grasp her head.

I don't know who started it, and then several powerful people started it together, not only Chao Han Qingyue, but also Yu Junyan and the old man with white hair were involved.

Ci Yan stared blankly at this sudden change, looked down at her father who was already cold, her mind went blank, she stretched out her arms to hug him, but she didn't have any strength in her body, she couldn't move half an inch.

Yu Junhao appeared in time, blocked the flying spell for her, and protected her in his arms. Ci Yan looked at his face close at hand, unable to tell the truth from the fake for a moment.

It was inevitable during the fight, Yu Junhao hurriedly picked up the city lord Ci, and urged Ci Yan to leave, Ci Yan followed him like a walking corpse, Yu Junhao took them to the front of the hospital, there was blood and dust everywhere, and there was no place to put the corpse .

Everyone looked at him with malicious eyes, and no one helped him.

Ignoring everyone's expressions, he cast a spell and took off his clothes and spread them on the ground, before carefully placing Cichengzhu's body on it.

Seeing this, Ci Yan burst into tears.

Yu Junhao knows that the current situation is too wide-ranging, and the people in the city will definitely resent the city master Ci when they know the truth, so he casts a spell on his body as the head of the household, and now Ci Yan is disturbed by the impact and has no energy to protect himself. What he can do now is Keep an eye on the body of the city lord, protect Ci Yan, and wait for the dispute under the city tower to end, whether it is a conviction or a pardon, he will accompany Ci Yan.

Standing between the magic spells flying back and forth, Changying saw that both parties were injured, so he cast a spell to separate the two parties, and said coldly: "Stop!"

He asked coldly, "Why, do you want to kill everyone here?"

In the huge city of Cibai, there are tens of thousands of survivors, and hundreds of monks. If you want to block the mouths of Youyou, you are afraid that blood will flow into rivers.

Seeing that someone's expression changed, Changying seemed to be thinking about it, he raised his hand and slapped that person hard, gritted his teeth, "Madman!"

There was a noisy sound not far away, it was the people who were protected in Ci's house came out, they saw someone here and then ran frantically, passing everyone into the hospital to find the person they missed.

Amidst the crowds of people and mixed emotions of sadness and joy, the monks were all infected, and the great powers of the Xianmen did not dare to act rashly under the eyes of Changying.

But after a while, most of the people in the medical hall were reduced. During the narrow escape, everyone seemed to have turned away from many things, caring about their own eyes and not caring about other things.

The crowd was crowded, and Sun Yun and Jiang Ziming were squeezed into a corner, hugging each other.

Sun Yun just mobilized his spiritual power, the breath in his body collided, and his face was pale. Jiang Ziming felt a weak devilish energy floating on his body, overflowing from the bracelet that couldn't be suppressed.

Now that the Immortal Gate is in turmoil and everyone is in danger, they all need something to divert their attention. If they find that Sun Yun is possessed, the consequences will be disastrous.

He hugged Sun Yun tightly, and watched the flow of people vigilantly. After a while, there were only a few people left in the medical hall, and there were monks who were at a loss.

Jiang Ziming asked Sun Yun in a low voice: "Can you hold on?"

Sun Yun nodded, his eyes a little dazed.

Jiang Ziming supported him, ready to take him away.

Han Qingyue was not forgiving, and stood up to stop the immortal master who wanted to leave as if nothing had happened, "It's enough for you to rely on the magic weapon to work for the tiger for decades, and it's time to return it to its original owner."

"presumptuous!"

Facing this unyielding woman, the mighty gritted their teeth, ready to move.