Chapter 1232

At this time, Murong was also confused.

He didn't expect that he would be sold so soon, and he sold so thoroughly that he would directly become a pot back man. With such a big black pot on his back, he would never turn over!

Do you want to carry this pot or not?

He glanced at xuanxu, his godfather, but saw xuanxu staring at him with sharp eyes like falcons, as if to say, if you dare to say no, I won't let you see the sun tomorrow

Look at Zhuge on the side. Although he is smiling, there is a knife in his smile. He still has a big machete that can chop himself

For a moment, the scene was embarrassing!

After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, Murong still chose his godfather. He quickly flopped down on his knees and said, "godfather, you misunderstood. The fact is, I'm worried that the news is too heavy and will hit you, so I chose to hide you. It's all filial piety of children..."

Not to mention Murong's brilliant move, he blamed his fault on a white lie. In a moment, all the mistakes between the two people were gone. Now, the old God was nearby and Zhuge who thought he was in control of the victory was completely ignorant. Can I do this?

He really didn't expect the other party to make such a moth.

White lies, if you hold others accountable for this, do you look very inhumane, like a rigid guy?

Looking at the confused faces of Zhuge xuanxu and Murong, they sighed. Alas, they finally got through this level. Although all the people below noticed something wrong, they all did so, and there are steps. Besides, their strength is there. Since there are steps, they will go down if they want to go down. Can you stop them?

So they can only say: "in that case, then..."

However, xuanxu was relieved at this time and obviously underestimated Zhuge. Zhuge still had a back move. However, if his ancestors had a clever plan, how could they lose their cards at this time? But he directly threw out a king's bomb!

I only saw one look from Zhuge!

Suddenly, someone in the hall stood up again. If he was a middle-aged cultivator, he would sit in the middle, not in the front and not in the back. This position was also arranged according to the strength of the family or sect. He must be the leader of a middle-aged cultivator sect.

But he shouted to the front: "master xuanxu, since this is the truth, can you send back all the more than a dozen practitioners of our sect you took? They are all our old friends? Our small families can't afford to lose. Please let them go. Anyway, they don't make rumors. These are all true..."

Click!

Xuanxu's heart sank again. I killed people. Did you ask me for someone? Where can I get it for you? Is it difficult for me to give you shit? How can you do that? I still fart. I fart with that guy Zhuge, directly sprinkle beans into ice, turn into a million practitioners, and beat all of you down!

"Well..." xuanxu pretended to smile and pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhuge, but saw that Zhuge was looking at him with a smile. It was obvious that he must have done it. After scolding his mother for selling a batch, xuanxu opened his mouth and said, "what's the matter with Murong? What are you doing behind my back? Do you think I'm dead?"

I'll go. I won't carry this pot!

This is Murong's idea at this time. This pot of black is more powerful than black. It can crush people to death, and there is no way to refute it, because more than a dozen practitioners, ah, can't find it, have been killed by their confused Godfather. If it was before, it's OK. Just straighten them out!

After all, it is a crime to kill any generation of cholera soldiers and spread rumors!

But the key is to admit that this is the truth. Can you still deduct this crime for others?

"This..." Murong hesitated and didn't know what to say. He looked at xuanxu and Zhuge nearby. Just when he hesitated, the leader of the sect in the hall was angry and said, "I just want to know where they have gone. Did you kill them? Did you kill them?"

"How can you do such a dirty thing in broad daylight!"

Families and sects close to Zhuge stood up and said angrily.

Next to xuanxu and Murong, they are speechless and unreasonable. What if they don't make sense? It's hard to be a sprayer!

This can't work. We are all qualified people. How can we be lively? At least you have to have weapon theory and reason, otherwise you can scold your mother directly? This is not right!

"It's not possible to kill them, but now they're in custody, so we'll let them go later. Let's have a meeting first..." Murong said in cold sweat. Now he didn't dare to cover xuanxu's bed or tear his face in public, so he had to say so. Let's have a drag formula. As for how long it can be delayed, It depends on his luck!

However, in Murong's opinion, as long as he can delay until the end of the meeting, he must be able to solve the problem by finding the leader and paying him a lot of money. However, it is obvious that he is unlucky. The leader does not take the initiative to stand up. He is a man of Zhuge. How can he not use such a powerful weapon at the critical moment?

When I went to see him, I suddenly had a headache and cried. The cry was sad, as if I had suffered eternal injustice.

"My poor disciples were killed for nothing. What's the reason and justice? Is it difficult? Penglai Fairy Island is so dark, and we practitioners can't do justice..." the leader cried bitterly, beating his chest and feet while crying, looking quite miserable.

Seeing this, Murong quickly shook his head and denied: "baizhangmen, you misunderstood. I'm not dead and I'm still alive. I'll let you go later. Can you stop making trouble here? Go down and have a rest first? I'll let you go later. What do you think?"

"If you let anyone go, what else do you put?" Bai zhangmen stood up and said sadly with tears in his eyes.

Murong can't let him say it here. It's damaging his reputation and not beneficial to himself. He said directly, "how is it possible? Misunderstandings and misunderstandings, how can people die? Confused, how can we kill people indiscriminately? Let's calm down first?"