Xuan Qingzi looked at Bei Yutang, and then turned his head to look at Bi Siyu and the others, with a cold look in his eyes.

"You don't save your fellow disciples when they see death, and you turn your head to frame Bei Yutang, this kind of behavior is really bad." Xuan Qingzi looked at a few people, and his tone was unusually cold. For disciples like them, Xuan Qingzi was the most disgusted.

Xuan Qingzi's punishment has not yet fallen, and Zhao Yun does not give up, "What we said is true. We have no grievances with Senior Sister Bei, why should we frame her? ”

Before Xuan Qingzi could reprimand, he heard Bei Yutang's cold voice sound.

"That's a good question."

Xuan Qingzi saw her speak, didn't interject, and looked at her.

Bi Siyu's look on her face had a bad premonition in her heart.

She was about to stop it, but Bei Yutang noticed it at a glance, how could she give her this opportunity, and said to herself: "I have two things here, after a few elders have seen it, they will understand the question that Senior Brother Zhao just asked." ”

Wei stood aside and looked at the woman on the field, with a confident appearance, and her lips unconsciously rose.

The little slave he chose still has some ability.

Wei couldn't help but look at Zhao Yun and the others, and a ghostly light flashed in the depths of his deep black eyes.

Bei Yutang took out the shadow stone from the storage ring again, entered the aura, and a picture appeared in the void, only to see a group of black people, although I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could see what was going on from their expressions and lips.

Bei Yutang's voice sounded at the same time, "This is the scene when I was in distress at that time, I finally came out of that place, and I happened to meet this group of people and was coerced by them." At that time, I thought that my life was short, and I wanted to record these people with a photograph, so that my father and mother could know who I died at. I didn't expect to use this on it, but I used it here. ”

When her words fell, several familiar figures appeared in the picture, and these people were Bi Siyu and a few people.

When Bei Yutang saw a few of them, he deliberately aimed at a few of them to take a video, and he was in the crowd with a few people, and he could still be easily captured.

Because the Shadow Stone couldn't record it for too long, it only recorded a few of them in the besieging crowd, and nothing else.

Seeing this, Bi Siyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yun and the others thought that she was going to come up with something, but it turned out that it was just a group of them mixed in that group, and it didn't mean anything.

However, the next thing is to let them know how naïve their ideas are.

Bei Yutang took out a second photo stone, this time at a different angle. The front one is taken from the angle of the North Begonia, and this one is shot from the opposite angle of the North Begonia.

The recorded footage is the scene of her fighting, being hit by a monk, and spitting blood from her mouth. The last place in the picture is when she is hit and her body flies out, and then it is gone.

All this is in the calculations of the North Yutang. When she was fighting the monk, she took advantage of the gap to choose an angle and shoot the Shadow Stone into the opposite tree, and even the time of the injury was calculated by her.

Wei looked at the shadow stone, his eyebrows raised slightly.

Her small movements that day naturally couldn't escape his eyes, but she was not interested in asking her why she did so much. It turned out that he was waiting for this time, and it really made him underestimate the careful mind of this little female slave.