The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter Seven: The Truth is Out (4000 words)

Wu’s great hall.

All the powerhouses looked at the scene, and from Yan Chuan's analysis, they suddenly discovered that this seemingly well-documented case is no longer so simple.

The five vassal Sect Masters sneered, and the five did not believe Yan Chuan, because that day Maori Daoist was with him, Yan Chuan was talking nonsense.

Only the Uri Daoist felt that something was wrong, and he knew the most about his own affairs. The fists were squeezed tightly, fearing that the two sons could not bear the rhythm of Yan Chuan.

Youyue Daojun looked suspiciously at Maori Daojun.

Shangguan Wan'er looked towards Yan Chuan, her eyes lit up slightly.

Jing Zhao didn't move, watching quietly.

"You take it, you take it!" Yang Zhijiu said anxiously.

Looking at the anxious Yang Zhijiu and the suspicious Gu Yue Holy Son, Yan Chuan slightly smiled.

"Well, since you want to listen, then I'll talk about it. I won't talk about the previous version of Mo Yuxi's murder. Let me talk about another version! You can listen to it as a story." Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Everyone is staring at Yan Chuan.

"Say, I see what tricks you can make up!" Yang Zhijiu's eyes were red.

"By the way, a person named Yang Zhijiu fell in love with Mo Yuxi, but the falling flowers are yearning for love, but the heartless brook ripples on, Mo Yuxi didn’t color it at all, Yang Zhijiu was full of resentment and begged his father, Dao-Kun Maori, but he did not agree with Dao-Kun Maori. Yang Zhijiu was unhappy and suddenly thought of it. He threatened the seven brothers, framed Mo Yuxi and let him be lost. Go to the position of Saintess, then Mo Yuxi, who is lonely and helpless, will not escape the clutches of Yang Zhijiu!" Yan Chuan said loudly.

Mo Yuxi showed a trace of grievance.

"You lied!" Yang Zhijiu yelled angrily.

"I haven't finished speaking yet. When I finish speaking, you will refute, how about?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

all around a group of true monarchs suddenly frowned looked towards Yang Zhijiu, Yang Zhijiu suppressed his anger and looked at Yan Chuan coldly.

Yan Chuan slightly smiled and continued: "Yang Zhijiu wants to frame Mo Yuxi, so we need a conspiracy that will win, let Mo Yuxi say nothing, and let Mo Yuxi never look back. Therefore, wait until Five Great When Sects came, Yang Zhijiu made an arrangement for the Maori Daojun to let Mo Yuxi bring the children of the powerhouse to communicate and create a bloody case in the Beimo Palace!"

"Five Sect Master sons go. The Maori Daojun sect. I went to all the children in the Holy Land of Jokhang. Of course, in order to produce alibi, only Yang Zhijiu refused to go and did not go!"

"The case happened and the Beimo Temple was closed, and outsiders Unable to enter, under the persecution of Yang Zhijiu, several elder brothers put coma medicine in the banquet drinks, and then killed everyone except Mo Yuxi, and finally committed suicide in pain!"

"At this point, Yang Zhijiu's conspiracy succeeded. Dao Mao knew the news and wanted to go immediately. Yang Zhijiu suddenly blocked him and begged his father to sit idly by. Dao Mao had a heart for Yang Zhijiu, and finally he had no choice but to accept the facts. Cooperate with the poisonous scorpion that killed the brother to cover everything." Yan Chuan explained.

In the great hall, many powerhouses exchanged eyes with each other in surprise. How can there be such a vicious person in the world? real or fake?

Mao Daojun's face is gloomy.

Gu Yue Holy Son clenched his fists. This version of Yan Chuan is almost the same as the version of Daojun Uri, but when he thinks of several younger brother younger sisters, he commits suicide one after another, Gu Yue Holy Son suddenly couldn't help himself.

"You lied, I didn't. Who would commit suicide? Can I persecute?" Yang Zhijiu shouted.