"Ouyang Ke?"

"Great Martial Immortals" is a game of the nature of a group of heroes, and all NPCs, regardless of the dynasty background, are basically in a big world.

Everyone here naturally knows the reputation of the White Camel Mountain in the Western Regions and the young master of the White Camel, Ouyang Ke.

Seeing that Mrs. Ma actually took out Ouyang Ke's fan, everyone was stunned.

Moments later, there was an uproar.

Although Ouyang Ke's martial arts are average, his reputation is extremely loud, after all, his uncle Ouyang Feng is famous.

Who Ouyang Ke is, everyone is very clear in their hearts.

This person is amorous, extremely lustful, and has harmed countless women everywhere he goes, and has always had a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, but because of his uncle's toughness, everyone can't do anything about him.

At this time, Mrs. Ma took out Ouyang Ke's fan, and even if the story in it is not complicated, it can make people think about it.

If Mrs. Ma is an ordinary wild woman in a mountain village, no matter how lustful Ouyang Ke is, with his identity, he will not be a picky eater.

But Mrs. Ma is a beautiful and moving young woman, Ouyang Ke's fan appeared in Mrs. Ma's room, tsk......

"Windfall, windfall."

What good can a thief do when he meets a young woman?

Looking at the lively players on the periphery, seeing this scene is called an excitement, and thousands of words of fandom have been brewed in their minds.

As for Mrs. Ma, she was completely panicked at this time.

With her shrewdness, it is naturally not difficult to think of what kind of consequences Ouyang Ke's fan will be if it appears in her hands.

"No...... No way! ”

Mrs. Ma panicked: "This fan...... It was the monk who lied to me!! ”

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yuan frowned and said, "What does this fan have to do with me?" Didn't you pick it up yourself? ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yuan turned to Quan Guanqing and asked, "Yes, Quan Helmsman?" ”

“……”

Quan Guanqing learned that he and Mrs. Ma were put together by Wang Yuan, how dare he talk more, and hurriedly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wang Yuan.

"Take a thief's fan to pretend to be the folding fan of the Qiao gang leader, and dare to swear that it will be handed over to Elder Xu for you to test, presumably Elder Xu and Mrs. Ma are not in the same group." After solving Quan Guanqing, Wang Yuan looked at Elder Xu again and asked.

Where did Elder Xu dare to admit this, and hurriedly said: "No, no, no, the old man has always persuaded people with reason, and he came here to notarize this matter by virtue of his seniority, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense." ”

Elder Xu also waved his hand again and again, saying that he had nothing to do with this matter, and that he was just an elder who came here to be a notary.

"So, Mrs. Ma did this?" Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Everyone knows Ouyang Ke, although he is lustful, he is also a dashing and suave son, and there is a gap between the White Camel Mountain and the beggar gang, Mrs. Ma, you are not kind to this matter." ”

"I ......"

As soon as Wang Yuan's words came out, Mrs. Ma's heart was directly cold to the bottom.

Wang Yuan knew that Quan Guanqing and Elder Xu were both from Mrs. Ma's group, so he first drew a clear line between the two and Mrs. Ma with two questions, and then threw out a proposition.

The meaning of Wang Yuan's words was already obvious.

Ouyang Ke is suave, I don't know how much better than Ma Dayuan's bad old man.

White Camel Mountain and the beggar gang have a grudge.

The motive for the crime was revealed.

What does these two conditions mean together, as long as you are not stupid, you can understand it, Wang Yuan didn't say what was going on, but there was only one sentence between the lines: "Mrs. Ma committed adultery Ouyang Ke murdered her husband and blamed Qiao Feng." ”

The evidence is the folding fan that Mrs. Ma took out to frame Qiao Feng.

What is it called? It's called shooting yourself in the foot......

Mrs. Ma still wanted to theorize something, but now she found that all her roads had been blocked by Wang Yuan.

"Good monk! You're insidious enough! ”

After being stunned for a long time, Mrs. Ma finally only spit out this sentence.

Mrs. Ma thought that she had given the fake letter to Wang Yuan, and her plan was superior, but she didn't know that when she was proud, Wang Yuan had already dug a pit, and from the moment Wang Yuan handed over the fan to Mrs. Ma, Mrs. Ma had already fallen into Wang Yuan's trap.

"Amitabha!" Wang Yuan sang the Buddha's horn and said: "The little monk is a monk, and justice is in the hearts of the people. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yuan asked Bai Shijing again: "Elder Bai, as an elder of the beggar gang law enforcement, you have always been iron-faced and selfless, how should this matter be judged?" ”

"This ......"

Bai Shijing glanced at Mrs. Ma, hesitated for a moment and said, "It should be decided by the Qiao gang master." ”

As he spoke, Bai Shijing raised his head and glanced at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng is a person who understands, whether all this is true or false can be seen by Qiao Feng's eyesight.

Whether Ma Dayuan was killed by Mrs. Ma Qiao Feng can't be guaranteed, but the so-called adulterous Ouyang Ke's murder of her husband must be Wang Yuan's nonsense......

After all, the game is a big world, but the NPC is two worlds, not to mention that Ouyang Ke has been slaughtered by Wang Yuanzai and has not yet been refreshed, even if Ouyang Ke is alive, he will not dare to commit adultery with Mrs. Ma.

Of course, Mrs. Ma framed herself, Qiao Feng can still be sure.

Qiao Feng is a hero, with his character and personality, he will not be as unkind as Mrs. Ma, and take revenge on others in a trumped-up name, Wang Yuan also did it for himself, and Qiao Feng will not trap Wang Yuan and injustice.

At this time, I saw Qiao Feng say indifferently: "Qiao's background is unknown!" The position of the leader of the beggar gang should be abdicated to make way for the virtuous, and the matter of the deputy gang leader of Ma has to be discussed by everyone. ”

As he spoke, Qiao Feng reached out to a long bag on the outside of his right trouser leg and pulled out a crystal green bamboo stick, which was the dog beating stick of the beggar gang leader.

"This ......"

Seeing this dog-beating stick, everyone's eyes lit up, especially Elder Xu, whose body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to go up and snatch it.

"Mrs. Ma!"

Qiao Feng then said: "No matter what happened to Brother Ma's death, Qiao will definitely find out, with Qiao's skills, if you want to go to your house to pick up something, forgive me and will not return empty-handed, let alone lose any belongings." Not to mention that there are only three or two women in the house, it is the inner courtyard of the palace, the handsome account of the prime minister's mansion, and among the thousands of troops, Qiao Mou may not be able to do anything if he wants to take anything. ”

These words were very heroic, and the beggars knew his ability, and they all felt that they were very reasonable, and no one thought that he was boasting. Mrs. Ma lowered her head and said nothing more.

Qiao Feng clasped his fists and saluted everyone, and said, "Good brothers, let's see you again." Whether Qiao is a Han or a Khitan, he will never hurt the life of a Han in his lifetime, and if he violates this oath, he will have such a knife. ”

As he spoke, Qiao Feng stretched out his left hand and grabbed Shan Zheng in the air.

Shan Zheng only felt a shock to his wrist, the single knife in his hand was uncertain, and as soon as his fingers were loosened, the single knife was snatched away by Qiao Feng.

The thumb of Qiao Feng's right hand grabbed the middle finger and flicked it to the back of the knife, and with a bang, the single knife was broken in two, and Qiao Feng went away.

The beggars were just about to stay, when they suddenly heard a "hoo" sound, and a bamboo stick was thrown down in mid-air, and it was Qiao Feng who flew the dog beating stick with his backhand.

Elder Xu stretched out his hand to pick it up, and as soon as he got the bamboo stick in his right hand, he suddenly felt a shock from the palm of his hand to his arm, from his arm to his whole body, like a thunderbolt bombardment. He hurriedly let go, and the bamboo stick was thrown with great strength, and it was stuck straight into the mud.