The elder of Lei Yin Pavilion spoke very slowly, but it was sonorous and exciting, which made some representatives of the sect echo it.

Bai Suyu sneered lightly and immediately retorted: "It is true that Mo Zhi's attitude after the law is very good and very cooperative, but his identity as a foreign race has been decided, which also proves why he can save the day every time." If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and every time we suffer such heavy casualties, it is hard to guarantee that he is not to blame! ”

"Mr. Bai Wu is not right in what he said, which of our operations did not suffer heavy casualties, not only in the desert two hundred years ago, but also in the East China Sea more than a month ago?" The elder of the Lei Yin Pavilion continued, "I was about to say the second point!

The matter of alien race has been rumored for a long time, but who has really seen alien race? I'm afraid that in this world, except for the Xuanwu Gong of Xuanwu Pavilion, no one can prove that the alien race still exists! We just used Yuanshui to test it according to the method recorded in the book, but no one can say whether the Yuanshui test is accurate.

It is unfair for us to convict Mo Zhiyu because of such an indescribable thing, and I am sorry for Mo Zhiyu for the birth and death of our Xianhua League so many times!

Moreover, there is a folk rumor that Mo Zhizhi is the reincarnation of Emperor Zhong, and in the past two hundred years, the people have also revered him very much, and the riots in various places these days have proved this, and now the people outside the palace can prove it! If you kill Mo Zhiyu at this time when public opinion is boiling, wouldn't it make the people of the world chill? ”

"This kind of rumor is just deliberately done by someone with a heart, just like yesterday's harassment!" Bai Suyu said in a deep voice, "Of course we can't chill the people of the world, so we must make a fair decision for yesterday's casualties." If Mo Zhiyu hadn't colluded with those rebels and rebels, how could he have caused such a big turmoil yesterday?! ”

"Of course, it's because those chaotic parties are hungry for profit, and they want to seize the Tian'a Sword and the 'Ten Thousand Arrays' in the hands of Mo Zhiyu. It should be the evil sect and the Hongtian Sect that should be responsible for this, not the great hero of my Donghua kingdom! ”

The elder of the Lei Yin Pavilion said excitedly, "Besides, the Heavenly Sword and the 'Ten Thousand Arrays' are also indispensable to our Immortal Hua Alliance right now. We need them, so we need ink delirium. Speaking of which, the riots these days are nothing more than caused by the old order of the 'Killing God Order'.

But the world has long been different, and our current enemy is not the legendary 'alien race', it is an evil sect, it is the Hongtian Sect! ”

Elder Lei Yin Pavilion's impassioned statement suddenly set off a round of warm applause, when the alien race could no longer be a crime, the heaviest and last sharp knife hanging over Mo Zhiyu's head was completely taken down.

Bai Suyu held the scroll in his hand tightly, he was unwilling in his heart, but he couldn't argue, whether it was in this Yanying Hall or on the street outside the palace, the people's hearts were wanting, and the general trend was the same!

He looked in vain at the vacant seat beside him, this seat was reserved for Jiang Sutong, but Jiang Sutong did not come to such an important meeting. Because, the end has been decided, and all that remains is a futile struggle.

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While a heated debate was taking place in the palace, there was silence in the Jianming Palace, the annex of the Sword Heng Sect, as if it was coming winter.

It was already dawn, but the doors and windows of the wing room were tightly closed, blocking all natural light, so that the only light in the room was an oil lamp on the table.

Luo Yiying and Jiang Sutong sat across the table, but at this time, Luo Yiying's neck, wrists, and ankles were covered with a special steel ring.

At this time, a simplified version of the 'God Binding Lock' was not as powerful as the one that had trapped Mo Zhiyu before, but it was more than enough to trap Luo Yiying.

"Do you know what kind of damage your willfulness has caused to your master?" Jiang Sutong did not smile again this time, but was unusually serious.

"Wayward?" Luo Yiying laughed, looked up at Jiang Sutong's serious face, and said with a sneer, "So in your eyes, what I did last night was just willful?" ”

Jiang Sutong raised his eyebrows slightly, very dissatisfied with Luo Yiying's current attitude, and asked sternly: "Then you tell me, what are you desperate to save Mo Zhiyu for?" ”

"I have a doubt, and only Mo Zhiyu can help me solve this doubt." Luo Yiying said, "Because I entered the 'return platform' in the East China Sea. ”

"Returning to the stage?" Jiang Sutong's face changed color slightly.

"You're surprised, senior sister, you know what I'm going to see, right?" Luo Yiying looked at his senior sister who had been very close to him since he was a child, but he felt that his current senior sister was very strange, and he felt that his current self was also very strange.

"I don't know what you're going to see," Jiang Sutong quickly regained his composure, "Tell me what you saw?" ”

Luo Yiying smiled strangely, and eagerly asked, "Then you tell me first, am I Luo Yiying?" Then you tell me, am I your junior brother, or you and his child?! ”

As soon as Luo Yiying's words fell, he raised his hand and pointed to the side, and the door of the wing room opened to both sides at this moment, and Luo Yiheng stood at the door with a panicked face!

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When the entire Chang'an City was shrouded in all kinds of "liveliness" and "surprises", a simple carriage was like a passerby, slowly driving from the west of the imperial city towards the south gate.

The appearance of the carriage is not ordinary with ordinary carriages, and there is no superfluous decoration in the whole body, just like a cheap carriage rented by the people who go out to patrol the field, but once you lift the curtain, you will see that there is a huge space inside, which is equivalent to a "one-bedroom and one living room" of a bungalow.

In the hall inside the carriage, a woman in a long scarlet dress was reclining on a table, her long hair scattered casually on the cushions, she was just casually looking at the bamboo slip in her hand, a long-haired kitten was also comfortably leaning on her arms, and the sunlight was slanting in through the window, making the room full of the word "leisurely".

This woman, of course, is Yun Shi. This Mr. Yunda, who was supposed to be waiting for news from Chang'an in Yunzhou, has now appeared here leisurely.

At this moment, the door of the inner chamber was opened, and a man came out lazily, his clothes not yet dressed, half-hung and half-dragging, his hair was loose and steamy, as if he had just taken a comfortable hot bath.

This man is none other than Mo Zhiyu. It stands to reason that the meeting over there in the Imperial City has not yet ended, and Mo Zhiyu should still be locked up in the prison, it is impossible to appear here, and it is still so relaxed.

However, just as Mr. Yun Da, who should not have appeared, appeared here, of course, Lord Mo, who should not have appeared, also appeared here.

(End of chapter)