"It seems like there's a fire." Su Muqing comforted him, "It's no big deal, someone will take care of it, you can sleep a little longer."

Song Xixi was forced by him to lie back on the bed, feeling a bit amused and helpless.

Su Muqing covered her with a mattress, frowned, and repeatedly warned her: "Don't do such a thing as seeking death again, otherwise the eldest brother will not forgive you."

Song Xixi pursed her lips and nodded tenderly.

Seeing that she was fine, Su Muqing was about to rush to find Fan Li, but a soft, boneless hand grabbed his wrist.

"Brother, don't leave me, I'm scared." Song Xixi felt helpless and fragile.

Su Muqing had no choice but to stay.

Never mind, Ali will understand.

Su Muqing said gently: "I won't leave, I will stay here with you, sleep peacefully."

Only then did Song Xixi close her eyes.

Su Muqing was very considerate and set up a barrier to prevent the noise outside from affecting her.

The room fell into silence. Su Muqing looked out the window absentmindedly, not knowing what he was thinking about.

He had been guarding Song Xixi for a whole night and felt a little tired. He fell asleep leaning against the bed without realizing it. He didn't know what he was dreaming about or whose name he was mumbling.

Not long after, Song Xixi opened her eyes. She was not sleepy at all and her face was extremely gloomy.

It was because the name that the eldest senior brother called in his sleep was not her, but Fan Li!

He clenched the quilt tightly with both hands, leaving many deep marks.

Song Xixi kept her eyes open and listened as long as Su Muqing shouted.

There were three hundred and sixty sounds in total, just like a knife cutting her heart three hundred and sixty times!

Song Xixi felt very uneasy, as if something was beyond her control.

......

Spirit beast garden.

The disciples on duty covered their noses and eyes. More and more people came, and they were so shocked by the scene before them that they took three steps back, unable to bear to look at it.

"Oh my god, is this Zhao Wuchang?"

"How could this happen...his lower body is simply unbearable to look at!"

"This is too miserable. I want to vomit!"

"Oh my God! Is he, is he still alive?"

Zhao Wuchang was lying naked in a pool of blood, his face pale, his eyes staring with emptiness, motionless.

Obviously there is no interest.

At the innermost part of the fence, a dozen low-level red pigs were lying on the ground resting with a satisfied look on their faces.

When Elder Qingfeng heard that Zhao Wuchang was in trouble, he couldn't accept it for a moment, and rushed in despite his disciples' obstruction and the dirty blood inside.

The powerful and domineering spiritual power crushed more than a dozen spiritual beasts into pieces, and then he held his good disciple in his arms, furious.

"What on earth is going on? Who was on duty last night?!"

It was well known that Elder Qingfeng favored Zhao Wuchang. Even though this man had committed a serious mistake and had his cultivation abolished by the Sect Master, Elder Qingfeng was unwilling to expel the evil disciple from the sect. Instead, he planned to let Zhao Wuchang live the rest of his life in peace under his care.

It can be said that it is excessive indulgence.

The two outer disciples who were on duty last night knelt down, and one of them said, "Elder, it was Junior Brother Wang and I who were on duty last night. But Senior Brother Zhao never let us get close to his residence, and he never came here. We don't know what happened last night."

Zhao Wuchang lived the farthest away, and his house was not discovered until it was almost burned down. There were several charred corpses in the house, and their identities could no longer be identified.

I thought Zhao Wuchang was also burned to death, but I didn't expect he died a more tragic death!

Elder Qingfeng was furious and believed that his beloved disciple was framed. He thought, could it be that the head of the sect was not satisfied and wanted to kill Zhao Wuchang? !

Qingfeng naturally would not think that it was Fan Li who did it. In his opinion, Fan Li was not that bold.

"This is outrageous, this is too much!"

It would be fine to just kill him directly, at least he would die quickly. Such a cruel death would be a slap in his face!

Qingfeng is the master of a peak after all, how could he tolerate such an insult?

He planned to carry Zhao Wuchang's body to the sect leader to ask for an explanation. How could the leader of a sect be so insidious and cunning as to pick on a young disciple!

Just at this moment, something fell out of Zhao Wuchang's body.

Qingfeng picked it up and found that it was an ordinary radio receiver.

Elder Qingfeng instinctively thought that this thing was left behind by Zhao Wuchang before his death, and lamented that this disciple was smart enough to keep evidence.

With this evidence, he wanted to see what the leader had to say!

At this time, elders from other peaks also came. They were all good friends of Qingfeng, and they all supported Qingfeng in seeking justice from the headmaster.

To be on the safe side, Elder Qingfeng decided to listen to the content first.

The shape of this magical instrument is like a trumpet, and everyone present can hear it clearly.

Soon, a man's angry voice was heard from the magic weapon. It was Zhao Wuchang without a doubt.

"Qingfeng is a hypocritical coward. I'd rather pray to God than to him!"

"The thing I regret most in my life is taking him as my master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the people present changed, and they couldn't help but look at Elder Qingfeng's face.

Qingfeng's expression can be said to be quite complicated, shock, anger, disappointment, and more of sadness.

Zhao Wuchang's words were truly heartbreaking!

How could his eldest disciple, who usually behaved the best and spoke the sweetest words in front of him, actually think of him like this?

Before Elder Qingfeng had time to feel sad, Zhao Wuchang gave everyone an even bigger surprise.

"This is the Face-Changing Pill. Change yourself into Fan Li's appearance, find a random male disciple, and take off your clothes in front of him. It would be best if people could see you doing that!"

"How about this, when the time comes, you lead her away and pretend to be her. I'll bring people to wait at the pavilion outside the bamboo forest. Leave the rest to me, and I'll make sure she won't be able to defend herself!"

Zhao Wuchang's cunning and complacent face was almost revealed to everyone.

Qingfeng tried to turn off the magic weapon in panic, but he couldn't do it!

The elders and disciples who heard this were all indignant, and even the way they looked at Qingfeng changed.

Is this the good disciple personally taught by Elder Qingfeng, who is known as Mu Ru Qingfeng and has a pure mind and actions? !

Zhao Wuchang laughed wantonly and said, "You won't be discovered. After the task is completed, I will give you ten middle-grade spirit stones!"

The sound stopped abruptly, and that was the end.

Qingfeng finally caught his breath and said in defense, "This magic weapon must have been tampered with by someone. Wuchang would never do such a thing!"

Elder Miaoyin stepped forward and checked the magic weapon several times, then said in a cold voice, "The magic weapon is intact, there is no sign of it being touched. Elder Qingfeng, please stop making excuses for this evil disciple. He deserves to die, and he does not deserve any sympathy!"

Another elder also said: "I thought he would turn over a new leaf after what happened a few years ago, but I didn't expect that his nature is hard to change. Qingfeng, as the master, you cannot escape the blame!"

Elder Qingfeng felt ashamed and guilty. Looking at the elders who once were on good terms with him showing contempt for him, he turned and left, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

At this point he knew that his spiritual heart had been affected, and he was likely to stop at the Nascent Soul stage in this life!

The stagnation of cultivation is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the immortal cultivator.

Qing Feng was in great pain and didn't want to look at Zhao Wuchang's body again. He ordered: "Throw this evil disciple into the snake cave to feed the snakes. I never want to see him again!"

"Also, don't let the Sect Master know about this. Keep your mouth shut and don't spread it!"

Fan Li watched this scene quietly not far away, with the corners of her lips slightly raised. Everything was under her control.

She was the one who recorded the audio and she was the one who killed the person.

Even if Elder Qingfeng really went to the Sect Leader to seek an explanation, Fan Li would not be afraid.

Master Yunmeng had a strong prejudice against Zhao Wuchang, and he felt relieved when Zhao Wuchang died.

What's more, the other party has already been expelled from the inner gate. He is a mortal with no cultivation and has no value at all. If he dies, he will die.

Even if she is found out, she can say that she accidentally killed her junior sister because she was venting her anger.

For Song Xixi's sake, Master Yunmeng might even reward her.

But at the moment, it seems that Elder Qingfeng will not waste his energy on such an ungrateful person.

After watching the show, Fan Li was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw his third senior brother Shen Rong and his expression changed slightly.

Senior Brother Meiren stood under the tree, with a tall and slender figure and a deep, slightly inquiring gaze.

He said, "Fan Li, you killed Zhao Wuchang, right?"