Chapter 1243

Tang Feng is not polite either. He goes forward directly.

Before he got to the body covered with white cloth, everyone thought that he would lift it up and have a look. But who knows, he just stood in front of the body and didn't even bend down. He just looked down and looked around. It seemed that he was looking for something.

It didn't last long.

Tang Feng just looked at it for a few seconds, then narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had got the answer he wanted.

But he didn't say anything. Instead, he nodded in the direction of Zixuan.

The faces of the disciples of qinghongzong were a little surprised. They didn't know what he was going to do. Even the master didn't understand Tang Feng's intention. There was a faint doubt in his eyes.

Li Jianming also didn't understand. He asked Rong Guocheng in a low voice, "brother Rong, what is Mr. Tang doing?"

Rong Guocheng is not sure. He knows a lot of people from the police and has seen the scene of their autopsy. It's not strange. No matter who does the autopsy, even if he doesn't go to the autopsy himself, he has to see it with his own eyes. Where is Tang Feng who doesn't even see it?

Seeing this, Xie Hu said in a low voice, "since Mr. Tang has called Miss Zixuan, it must have something to do with the soul, right?"

Rong Guocheng nodded and said, "I think so."

Zixuan's ability, they all know, is to keep an eye on.

Zixuan stepped forward, her right hand stretched out forward, and the soul pearl appeared on her palm, floating in the air, flashing a strange light.

Because of the abundant aura in this sect, the soul bead is very bright when it is launched.

Zixuan looked at it, and a very proud smile appeared on her lips.

Then, her left hand lightly skimmed over the soul bead, and the soul bead flew up into the air, and the light was even more dazzling, which dimmed the lights in the cave.

"You --" behind the master, a disciple could not help but step forward and reached out to Zixuan. There was a sense of displeasure and accusation between his eyes.

This person is one of the three people who spoke in the courtyard before, and the one who spoke more sharply.

After all, it was in the sect of Qinghong sect. They thought highly of themselves and looked down upon the foreign monks. Now Zixuan openly practiced such heresy in their sect, which really made them very dissatisfied.

Even before listening to this disciple's speech, it seemed that he was not very obedient to the patriarch. He also felt that his master had passed away. But he still had deep feelings for the patriarch and could not bear Zixuan's behavior.

But the Lord waved to him and stopped him.

Although the disciple was puzzled in his heart, he could see that even though he was unconvinced by the order of the patriarch, on the surface, he did not dare to disobey. He could only shut his mouth bitterly, but looking at Zixuan's eyes, he was still not good at it.

Xue Rui looked in his eyes and said "hum" softly.

This patriarch doesn't care. A little disciple is still pretending to do something?

The disciple's ear power is also excellent. Although Xue Rui's hum is not big, it can be heard clearly in his ears. There is anger in his heart, and he can't let him act rashly when the patriarch is in front of him. He can't do too much, but he just stares at Xue Rui fiercely.

Xue Rui didn't know the strength of the disciple, but the monk, even in the first level of refining gas, could kill him in seconds. However, he was not afraid. He also looked at the disciple with a slight sneer of contempt and banter.

This is almost tantamount to provocation.

Moreover, it comes from the provocation of an ordinary person in the eyes of a gas refiner.

The disciple was angry, but now he was even more angry. He wanted to yell at Xue Rui, but a man next to him pulled his arm without any trace.

The man looked over and said that he was a younger disciple who had spoken to him before.

The older one shook his head slightly towards him. The movement was small, but his eyes were firm. If he didn't look at them, others would be almost imperceptible.

Seeing this, the student with a sharp voice was still angry, but after all, he just took a deep breath and didn't attack. Instead, he turned his head to Zixuan's direction and stopped looking at Xue Rui.

From their small movements, we can see that the interior of qinghongzong is also full of undercurrent.

At least, all the disciples brought by the three masters had their own thoughts.

Xue Rui is very proud of the smile.

Although this round of confrontation was silent, it was clear that he had the upper hand.

If at ordinary times, he does not have the courage to challenge such a master, after all, the other side can move a finger to his life.

But at the moment, Xue Rui can see that the patriarch is quite afraid of Tang Feng. He can't figure out Tang Feng's inferiority, and he doesn't know what his cultivation is. He doesn't dare to provoke easily, so he has to be careful.

If it was not for the contradictions that could not be resolved, the patriarch would not easily split his face with Tang Feng, and it was impossible to stir up trouble because a disciple had a slight verbal disagreement with him.

When Xue Panpan saw the short confrontation between Xue Rui and the disciple, he frowned slightly and threw a reproachful look at Xue Rui.

She thinks a lot more than sherry.

Now that we are outnumbered, we should be careful and try not to cause unnecessary trouble.

After all, Xue Rui doesn't have so much family burden. She does things according to her own temperament. She can do whatever she wants. However, Xue Panpan is different. As the future head of the family, she must consider the overall situation.

Xue Rui and the disciple had a small contest in secret, which had no effect on Tang Feng and Zixuan.

Zixuan walked three times around the corpse on the ground, and the soul bead in the air was still shining with golden light, and there was no abnormality.

She reaches out her hand and moves in the direction of hunzhu. Hunzhu falls back into her palm again. This series of actions are very consistent and pleasing to the eye. In Xue Rui's eyes, he nods and smiles.

But in the eyes of the disciples of qinghongzong, they are not so comfortable.

They all frowned, and looked at Zixuan with hostility in their eyes.

After all, they were shamed to openly perform such heresy in their clan.

That is to say, only the patriarch, looking at it as usual, didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong.