Chapter 79

The next day.

When the first ray of sunshine passed through the sea of clouds and shone on Su Moyu's face, he finally woke up after a coma all night.

Lifting his eyes is the tall Xuanxin hall.

He tried to move, but found that his hands and feet were firmly chained and could not move at all.

He looked down and saw that he was locked on a tall stone column. Under the stone column was a high platform, opposite the Xuanxin hall.

Not only that, the aura in his meridians was frozen, and there was no flow at all.

He was stunned. It took him a long time to remember what had happened before.

His memory is broken after Renji's finger.

What happened after that?

How's Cheng Jianxuan?

Why are you here?

This series of questions kept repeating in his mind, making Su Moyu feel that his head was about to explode.

He wanted to open his mouth and shout to relieve his boredom.

But when he opened his mouth, he didn't even make a sound.

"Are you awake?" a voice sounded in front of him.

Su Moyu looked up and saw that the speaker was Bai Siqi with the sword box on his back.

"Cheng Jianxuan is dead. You are the murderer." Bai Siqi said. His expression looked very calm, but he couldn't help shaking and joking in his tone.

Obviously, he doesn't believe it.

"Sorry, I can't help you." he gritted his teeth and turned away.

Su Moyu didn't listen to his apology.

Because after he said the five words "Cheng Jian chose to die", Su Moyu's brain became a blank.

Only these five words kept repeating in my ears.

Master is dead? How is this possible?

How could a man like him die?

How could that omnipotent fat man die?

But if master is not dead, why are you tied here?

How could a man like him watch his apprentice suffer?

Su Moyu's eyes widened. After a long time, two tears fell.

Yes, master should be dead.

Su Moyu slowly closed his eyes and remembered what happened last night.

He remembered what Renji had said before he was unconscious last night, and the shadow of him carrying a sword.

So that guy killed Cheng Jianxuan?

Su Moyu carefully recalled the details of last night and became more and more sure that the murderer was Renji.

Gradually, anger replaced sadness and confusion. Su Moyu's eyes began to congest, and when he opened them, they were bright red, like a ghost.

However, this is just meaningless anger.

With the passage of time, the number of people in the square outside the Xuanxin hall began to increase gradually. Elders and disciples of all streams gathered outside the Xuanxin hall and pointed in the direction of Su Moyu from time to time.

"What are they doing here?" Su Moyu was puzzled.

At this time, several familiar figures appeared not far from the crowd.

It was Kou Yuanbao, the leader of Yanyun peak, who took Jiang Qingwen and other disciples.

When Kou Yuanbao passed Su Moyu, he didn't even look at Su Moyu. Instead, Jiang Qingwen's eyes stayed on him for a moment.

However, the eyes were very complicated, and Su Moyu didn't understand the emotion.

"The patriarch arrived!" with a loud cry, the square was silent immediately. When the people looked at the main door of Xuanxin hall, they saw yuanyangzi appear on the jade steps.

"Meet the patriarch!" they saluted together.

The old yuanyangzi just nodded faintly.

"Yesterday, a tragedy happened in our door. The ghost sword turned into a sword and died miserably, and the murderer was his own disciple, Su Moyu!" Yuan Yangzi said this in person. Naturally, no one dared to question it.

There was an instant of abuse in the square.

Su Moyu, who was tied to one side, stared at yuanyangzi's direction. He couldn't believe his ears.

Kill yourself into a sword?

The devil believes it!

He never thought that the most powerful person of xuanjianzong would be so despicable.

Yuanyangzi naturally didn't care what Su Moyu thought. He cleared his throat and continued: "fortunately, Renji, the elder of the library, captured the son of the villain, tied him in front of the Xuanxin hall and accepted the trial of the clan law."

With yuanyangzi's voice, Renji stepped onto the platform step by step, saluted yuanyangzi, and then stepped aside.

"Where is the commandment hall?" said yuanyangzi.

An old Taoist came out of the crowd and said, "here."

Yuanyangzi said, "what sin should this son have?"

The old Taoist of the discipline hall turned around and looked at Su Moyu from a distance and said, "the crime of killing teachers should be executed by lingchi."

Hearing this, the people under the square whispered.

Su Moyu was wronged. We all know how much, but we can't publicize it.

So when they heard that he would be executed by lingchi, some people could not accept it emotionally.

"Silence!" yuanyangzi shouted with his eyes closed.

When the patriarch said something, naturally no one dared to say more.

"Follow the rules!" yuanyangzi said and looked at the elder of the discipline hall.

The old Taoist priest of the commandment hall nodded and waved. There were two three generations of disciples with big arms and round waist, walking towards the high platform where Su Moyu was bound with all kinds of torture tools.

"Lord!"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, and the sick old Taoist who chose to make friends with Cheng Jian stood under the jade step.

"What's up?" Yuan Yangzi asked with a frown.

"It's too strange. Cheng Jianxuan is very kind to him. How could this boy assassinate the master who is so kind to him?" the sick old man bowed.

It's nice to say this, like a stone arousing thousands of waves. Everyone knew that there was something strange about it, but no one was willing to say it all the time, because Cheng Jianxuan was dead and spoke for Su Moyu, which could not change the outcome and might offend the patriarch.

Who would do such a stupid thing?

Su Moyu, who was tied to the stage, was also slightly stunned. Looking at the sick Taoist, there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

"It is precisely because younger martial brother Cheng treats him very well that he is particularly hateful to do such a great evil!" Renji said this time.

The sick old Taoist frowned, looked back at Su Moyu and said, "but with his cultivation, how can he kill Cheng Jianxuan?"

Renji sneered: "the first two in this great martial arts test are naturally good. In addition, younger martial brother Cheng didn't take precautions against him, so he was badly hurt. This is what younger martial brother Bai Xingchen and I saw with our own eyes. If you defend the thief like this, are you the leader behind him?"

Planting in public is not as clever as he, but behind Renji stands the patriarch yuan Yangzi, so the sick Taoist priest can't stand such a clumsy argument.

"That's all right, let's get back." Yuan Yangzi waved his hand, Renji closed his voice and retreated to one side. The sick old Taoist under the jade step could only sigh, shook his head towards Su Moyu on the stage and retreated to one side.

"The time has come to execute!" the elder of the discipline hall shouted, and the two executioners came to Su Moyu with knives.

"Boy, I want to watch you die!" Renji, standing in the distance, narrowed his eyes tightly and had an unspeakable pleasure in his heart.

Su Moyu, on the stage, was filled with incomparable resentment and desolation.

He had no idea that he would die like this.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on him, Su Moyu sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

But just after he closed his eyes, suddenly there was a wind around him, and then he heard two clear sounds.

Su Moyu opened his eyes, but saw the knives in the hands of the two executioners shot down to the ground.

"What's the matter?" everyone under the stage was stunned and suddenly found that there was another person on the high platform.