Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 67 Xiao Hanyuwei
After leaving He Jia's side, He Qingqing returned to her boudoir.

She is the most favored prostitute of the city lord, and she lives in Chuuxue Garden, which is the largest besides the city lord's residence, Plum Blossom Garden.

Fuxue Garden is a yard with three entrances and three exits, and there is an elegant garden inside. Song Weiran and Xiao Hanyu are placed in the wing room on the north side of the garden.

He Qingqing thought that Xiao Hanyu would be in his pocket at night, man, he said no, but his body was very honest.

Come and go again and again, love will grow for a long time, won't you just take him down?

She is not worried about the task at all now, she is just curious about Xiao Hanyu's storage bag, what is there in it that deserves his attention?

Thinking about this, I took things out of the system space.

The storage bag is the most common kind in the world. It is dark in color and looks shabby, as if it has gone through a lot of hardships.

"It's so broken, what's so strange about it? You even pass it on to your disciples, heh!"

The soul condensed into a small carving knife, and slowly probed towards the imprint of the soul on the storage bag. Only after removing the imprint, could she open the storage bag.

North wing.

Song Weiran came out of the room and was about to go to the next door to see how Xiao Hanyu was doing. He Qingqing had been playing tricks on him about the storage bag, hoping that he would not fall into the trap.

Walking out the door, I saw Ren Qianqiu following the woman like a pug.

"Young Master Song, you can tell me directly what you want to do."

The man was holding a sword, dressed in dull black, with a very weak sense of existence.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he showed toughness and a trace of jealousy that was almost undetectable.

Song Weiran sneered in his heart, and said coldly:
"I'm going to see my junior brother, why, this is not okay?
"Did your lady say that she would imprison us?"

Ren Qianqiu clenched the sword, and replied in a deep voice after a while:

"No."

When Ren Qianqiu retreated from the front, Song Weiran didn't even look at him, just passed by, pushed open the door next to him, stepped in, and then closed the door heavily.

Outside the room, Ren Qianqiu looked at the door for a while, remembering the young lady's order, then slowly turned around, and dutifully became the door god.

In the room, Xiao Hanyu leaned against the edge of the bed, looking a little dazed.

My mind was in a mess, almost bursting with pain.

A kind of gray power wandered in the sea of ​​consciousness like a gangrene, blinding his soul and covering his memory.

That power carried the meaning of bewitching, like Sanskrit sounds from outside the sky.

He wanted to silence the voice, which spread in all directions.

He tried to hear it clearly, but he could only hear the incomprehensible recitation like a spell.

"what--"

Xiao Hanyu struggled desperately holding his head, and let out a ferocious growl like a wild beast.

Song Weiran stepped forward quickly, supported him carefully, and asked nervously:

"Junior Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you, what did that woman do to you?"

Xiao Hanyu beat his head and roared in pain. In the remaining clarity, he vaguely discerned the identity of the person who came.

"Senior Brother Song..."

"Junior Brother Xiao, tell me, what happened?
"We've already got in touch with my uncle, you don't have to make false claims with that woman anymore, Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Xiao, did you hear what I said?"

Song Weiran saw that Xiao Hanyu's eyes were turning red gradually, and he gradually lost his spirit. He felt anxious, pressed Xiao Hanyu's shoulder, and shook his body vigorously.

Now that the spiritual power of the two of them is imprisoned, they can only use this brutal method to let Xiao Hanyu use his willpower to resist.

Xiao Hanyu was in a daze for a moment, and with difficulty spit out the syllables from his mouth:
"Master, Master?"

He firmly held down Song Weiran's arm, and shook his head heavily, his hoarse voice was full of remorse.

"I, I'm sorry, Master, Master...the apprentice is at fault, Master..."

"Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Xiao, wake up! Junior Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Hanyu kept murmuring, calling "Master" in every sentence.

The person who was as cold as a fairy really stood in front of him.

The cherry lips parted slightly, and the cold words pierced into his heart like the sharpest blade.

"Xiao Hanyu, why do you want to practice magic?"

He was forced to kneel outside Lanyue Xiaozhu. He wanted to explain that there was no, but what he said was so outrageous.

"Xuanyuan Qingshuang, have you ever taken care of me! We only have the name of master and apprentice but not the reality of master and apprentice. Why, after hearing the rumors outside, you are going to start cleaning up the house?"

Xiao Hanyu was extremely nervous. Master is also a high-ranking monk after all, so he has a lot of arrogance. If he is so rebellious, will Master...

Unexpectedly, the woman frowned lightly, and with a flick of her sleeve, she drove him away from Yaoyue Peak.

He lingered at the foot of Yaoyue Peak, thinking that he would go back and explain when Master calmed down a bit.

Explain that he did not practice magic, and explain that those words did not come from his heart.

The elders of the Law Enforcement Hall came with a team and said they wanted to arrest the evil cultivator, so he had no choice but to run away, because he felt that a holy person like Master would not appear in a dirty place like a prison cell.

Once he is caught, he will never have the chance to explain to Master again!
The scenery suddenly changed, and he was forced to the edge of the Shanhai School, Duan Hun Cliff.

All the people who were chasing pointed at him with weapons, and cursed cynically:
"Xiao Hanyu, you have colluded with evil spirits and harmed your fellow disciples, your crime cannot be punished!"

Xiao Hanyu froze in place, when did he collude with demons and kill his fellow disciples?
The sound of a heavy object falling beside him caught his attention.

Looking down, a Shanhai School disciple died on the ground, and the spiritual power belonging to that disciple was entering his body through the dark red blood mist in his right hand.

How could he deprive others of their spiritual power?

Could it be that he really colluded with demons?

No, not possible!
Just as he was shocked, the pursuers dispersed, and the woman in white stepped out of the air.

"Peak Master Xuanyuan—"

"Peak Lord Xuanyuan."

"Peak Master Xuanyuan, the person who colluded with the evil spirits has been surrounded by us, so we will take him down?"

"Peak Lord Xuanyuan, the elder said that the dust-washing platform is ready, no matter how arrogant this evil cultivator is, five lightning strikes from the Nine Heavens are enough to wipe him out!"

Xiao Hanyu backed away in panic, but the corners of his mouth were raised involuntarily. No matter how he controlled it, the words he said were full of sarcasm.

"You claim to be famous and upright, but in fact, all of you are decent people, and what you have done is even more contemptible than demons and heretics!"

Seeing the woman coming, he desperately wanted to call Master, but he sneered:

"Especially you, Xuanyuan Qingshuang!"

The cold wind suddenly picked up, and the sword showed its sharpness.

The person he respected the most casually drew a sword from among his disciples and stabbed it into his chest. Cracks appeared in the golden core, and the tearing pain swept his whole body.

"Xiao Hanyu, you colluded with evil spirits and harmed your fellow disciples. This crime cannot be punished."

The body fell rapidly, the icy and biting sword was stuck in the chest all the time, and the golden core slowly scattered into light spots and flew into the air.

The color is extremely beautiful, like the galaxy on a midsummer night.

The wind howled in his ears, and he could no longer hear the voices of those people clearly.

……

The moment He Qingqing opened the storage bag and took out the token of the Shanhai School, Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt it.

She frowned and murmured:
"Why is the token of the good boy in the hands of a woman?"

What puzzled her most was that she had never been able to perceive the existence of that trace of spirit before.

　... I have nothing to say, and I can't speak nonsense... code words!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)