Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Seeing this scene, the uncle was startled for a moment, but soon his eyes began to waver, and even anxiety could be seen on his face.

After all, since the other party said so, there must be conclusive evidence, and the witness must be very convincing.

For a moment, the uncle of the public household was furious, and he kept cursing Zhong Changshu secretly.

At this moment, Zhong Changshu's face was extremely pale, and his eyes were shaking. He did not expect that the other party would be so well prepared. If this happened, it would put him in a dilemma, and he even began to feel nervous.

For a moment, the two men all looked up and looked into the distance, wondering who the witness was, and secretly thinking about how to deal with it.

As for Wu Fan at this time, he stood there with a gloomy expression and ignored the two of them. To be honest, if he hadn't considered the overall situation and was afraid of causing trouble for the Qingfeng Sect, he would have already taught the two of them a lesson.

Everyone didn't wait long, and suddenly a white light flew from the horizon. It was very fast, and it stopped next to Wu Fan in the blink of an eye, revealing Ling'er's figure.

But what is surprising is that at this moment, Ling'er is holding a half-dead middle-aged man in his hands. Although this man is still breathing, his body is covered with scars, and his clothes have been dyed red with blood. It can be described as extremely miserable.

"Hey! Isn't this Master Zhu's nephew! What does Wu Daoyou mean? Why do you beat Master Zhu's nephew like this?"

When Uncle Gonghu saw Ling'er, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He didn't expect that the demon cultivator was here, and he was really surprised. It seemed that the other party was indeed well prepared, but when he saw the seriously injured person , but secretly said that it was not good, and his eyes became unnatural, but after thinking about it, he still pretended to be angry and shouted at Wu Fan.

At this moment, Zhong Changshu's face was also ugly, and he no longer had the calmness he had before. He clenched his fists and looked at the middle-aged man fiercely.

"Fellow Daoist public household, don't be anxious. This junior just suffered some superficial injuries. I will give him two pills later to help him recover as before. Of course, I will also give him some compensation so that he does not suffer in vain. This crime."

"But now is not the time to talk about this. Didn't Fellow Daoist Zhongchang just say that Chang Xi is not in your Xuanshuang Sect? Otherwise, why don't you two listen to what your disciples say?"

Wu Fan didn't pay any attention to the uncle's shouting. After finishing speaking in a cold voice with no expression on his face, he stared at the two of them closely.

"this……!"

After hearing this, the uncle was speechless for a moment, and the anger on his face immediately disappeared. After all, they were the ones who were at fault this time, not to mention that his disciples were not killed, so he really couldn't say much. What.

"My dear nephew, there are some things you should not say nonsense. I don't know what you said to make this fellow Daoist Wu so angry, but I want to warn you that if you say some nonsense, it will violate the rules of the sect. ”

However, at this moment, Zhong Changshu narrowed his eyes, looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly, his words full of threats.

After hearing this, Wu Fan sneered and didn't care about anything.

"Uncle Master, I...!"

The middle-aged man opened his eyes and wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhong Changshu's cold eyes, his body trembled suddenly and he swallowed back the words he said, obviously out of fear.

"Why don't you say it? Is this fellow Daoist Wu trying to force you to say something? Don't worry, senior brother and I have the final say here. He doesn't dare to do anything to you, so just tell the truth."

Seeing this scene, Zhong Changshu felt relieved, but a strange smile appeared on his face. It was obvious that he was leading the middle-aged man to lie. If the man really told what he meant, then he could beat him up. .

"Yes, my uncle is right, this senior is indeed forcing...!"

The middle-aged man immediately understood. Now that someone was supporting him, he naturally had nothing to fear and immediately wanted to do what his uncle wanted.

But before he finished speaking, Ling'er's sweet laughter came from the side.

"Hehe, little guy, you can't be dishonest, otherwise it will damage the image of a distinguished family. Why don't you tell the truth?"

While Ling'er was speaking, his pupils suddenly lit up with a faint red light, staring closely at the middle-aged man's eyes.

Then a strange scene appeared. The man seemed to be under a spell, his pupils immediately became blurred, and he started talking like a puppet.

"Okay senior, let me tell you the truth. The truth is that Fairy Chang Xi was brought back to Xuan Shuang Sect by Uncle Zhong Chang five years ago. She has been imprisoned in Fengyi Pavilion for the past five years. This matter I, the Supreme Elders of Xuan Shuang Sect, all know that if the seniors don’t believe it, they can go to Fengyi Pavilion to check it out, and then they will know whether what the juniors say is true or false.”

At this time, the middle-aged man was not defensive at all and spoke out almost without reservation.

However, after he said these words, he immediately regained consciousness. This time, a look of deep fear suddenly appeared in his eyes. As his body trembled, he did not dare to look at Zhong Changshu. He knew in his heart that he was finished.

At this moment, Zhong Changshu was so angry that his body was trembling, his face was so ugly that he could drip water. He looked at the middle-aged man with murderous intent, but he didn't say anything. After all, he was here at this time. There was no point in saying anything. For a moment, a trace of regret appeared in his eyes.

As for the male uncle not far away, he shook his head and sighed secretly. He also didn't know what to say, but the next moment, he turned his head and glared at Zhong Changshu fiercely.

"What else does Fellow Taoist Zhong Chang have to say this time? Huh! I never expected that your Xuan Shuang Sect, a well-known and upright sect in name, would actually do such a despicable thing as imprisoning her. If this matter spreads out, , I wonder if your Xuan Shuang Sect still has the dignity to gain a foothold in the Beidou Territory, I guess even the Righteous Alliance won’t tolerate this, right?”

Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Wu Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and then he said in a strange manner, obviously trying to use his power to overwhelm them.

At this time, Xuanchengzi smiled and said nothing, and even glanced at Ling'er, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"That...! Fellow Daoist Wu, please don't be angry first. Our Xuanshuang Sect has been established as an upright sect for nearly ten thousand years, so how could we imprison her? There must be some misunderstanding when we come here!"

The uncle looked embarrassed, so he raised his hands with a sneer and said. But while he was speaking, he kept winking at Zhong Changshu.

"Misunderstanding? Haha, now that the facts are in front of us, can it still be called a misunderstanding? Wu told her in advance that if Chang Xi has been coerced in the past few years, I will definitely not let this matter go."

Wu Fan sneered when he heard this, then looked at Zhong Changshu and said in a cold tone.