Chapter 324 Let’s blow it up first

Outside the light curtain, Mo Changliu suddenly realized and burst into tears.

He pointed at Yan Wu and scolded, “It’s you, it must be you. Yan Wu, it must be you, who killed these people in a state of obsession. The master must have known all this long ago, so he took the blame for you.”

Even Di Yange was stunned by these words.

At that time, it was actually very simple, just taking the blame.

Since those people, if they say that these people were killed by her, then so be it.

Anyway, she doesn’t care.

I didn’t expect Mo Changliu to think of this level, but it was indeed that he thought too much. Who would believe such nonsense.

“She actually did it for me.” Yan Wu murmured.

Di Yange: “???”

Inside the light curtain.

Di Yange still did not leave the Buddhist sect, but looked for clues here.

In addition to looking for Wu Yan's body, she also had to find out who had started the blame. She certainly couldn't bear the blame for nothing.

While searching, she suddenly found a piece of Wu Yan's trousers.

Because only Wu Yan was still wearing a blue and worn-out monk's robe, and his trousers were also the same color, and the degree of wear and tear was much better than his clothes. She had observed it.

Apart from that, there were no other fragments of blue clothes, nor any fragments suspected to be his body, so he should still be alive.

"I don't know where Wu Yan is?"

Di Yange grabbed the trousers.

Judging from the degree of damage to the trousers, he was estimated to be half naked now.

If he was still obsessed, she estimated that she would be seen naked by others.

The scene was so beautiful that she felt embarrassed for him.

...

"Damn it, I knew that Master had stayed there all this time just for Yan Wu."

Mo Changliu, who was outside the light curtain, was jealous again.

He wanted to rush into the light curtain right now and tell Di Yange that Yan Wu was a heartless person. He was not worthy of her doing so much for him. "Does she know how dangerous it is to do this? If someone else comes here at this time, she really can't explain it even with ten mouths." Mo Changliu looked at the drop of blood on Di Yange's fingertips when he picked up the familiar rag, and he couldn't help but worry again. Sure enough, his crow's mouth worked. Another group of cultivators appeared. They first sighed and denounced the cruel incident that happened here, and then saw Di Yange squatting there, holding a suspicious cloth in his hand, with blood on his fingers. "Who are you? Why are you here?" Until those people saw Di Yange's face clearly. They stepped back in horror. "It's you! You are Feng Yan. It was you who destroyed the Buddhist sect and used such cruel means." After all, Feng Yan had been blamed for several things before, and those people naturally put the blame on her. Di Yange hadn't even opened his mouth yet. Those people had already run away. She touched her face innocently. Her face was so beautiful, why did those people look at her as if they had seen a ghost. Then she stood up and burned the pantyhose into ashes. Since the blame was already on her, she would not drag Wuhuan into it. If it was really Wuhuan who did all this, then it might be retribution. But what if it wasn't him! At this moment, Di Yange suddenly heard a commotion. "Who?" When she rushed over, she met Wuhuan who was looking at her with mysterious eyes. Wuhuan's whole body was filled with a thick and dark aura, which surprised Di Yange. This was the rage of 'Mie'. "Yanwu? Wufan?" Di Yange called him several times, but it was obvious that Wufan had already lost his mind and did not recognize her, and he suddenly rushed towards her with murderous intent. Di Yange also rushed towards him excitedly. As she rushed, she suddenly found that the other party accidentally lifted up the corner of his clothes while moving, and there was nothing inside. Although she had seen that place many times, she was really curious about how bad Wufan's face, which seemed a bit abstinent, would look with such a naked appearance. So she just took a curious look, and in just a glance, Wufan tore off one of her clone's arms. "..." Di Yange's clone's arm was pulled again. "/(ㄒoㄒ)/" Mo Changliu with tears streaming down his face. How hateful. At this critical moment, the master still couldn't change his lustful habit. He finally knew what Di Yan Ge's daughter had been grabbing for before. It was clearly Yan Wu's crotch. And she shouldn't have lost so quickly. It was all her fault for being too lustful, just to take a look at Yan Wu's place. What was so good about that place that had been covered with a layer of mist by the Heavenly Dao Mirror? Damn it. If the master wanted to see it, he could let her see it however she wanted. Even Yan Wu outside the light curtain frowned. He felt that the image he had maintained for countless years collapsed at this moment. He seemed to hear the voices of his subordinates laughing at him. So his face became more and more blue. ... Inside the light curtain, Di Yan Ge's clone finally became serious after one of his arms was torn off. But the clone only had one hand left, and it was powerless to deal with Wu Ran. Soon, her clone's other arm and two legs were also pulled off, and even her head was hanging there.

Of course, Wu Yan was not much better. He was already staggering and about to fall. He was almost unable to bear it.

"..."

At this time, Di Yange couldn't help blushing.

Although this was just a clone she made, it was actually on par with her in strength. She should have been able to beat Wu Yan, but just because of that one look.

It was really a sin.

Now the clone was in this state, it was obviously impossible to carry Wu Yan back.

So the clone could only activate a small-scale self-destruction to first blow Wu Yan unconscious, and then let other clones carry him back.

Before the self-destruction, she threw out a small teleportation array to facilitate the next clone to be directly teleported over.

Just after Di Yange arranged everything...

what she never expected was that Wu Yan woke up by himself.

When he looked at the torn-to-piece clone, his expression was full of despair.

"..."

The clone wanted to explain, but it was obviously badly damaged, its head was about to fall off, and it could no longer make a sound.

"Xiao Yan, it was me... I killed you with my own hands."

So, this clone was too realistic, which was not a good decision.

So...

with a bang, it was better to blow it up first.