The villain of quick wear

Chapter 624

Unafraid of power, unafraid of elders, righteous and awe-inspiring, Wen Huayu put on an appearance of doing justice for the sky.

"Noisy." Jin Ran waved his hand calmly, and slapped Wen Huayu's face from the air.

Wen Huayu screamed, her teeth splattered everywhere, her face was swollen like a pig's head.

Song Qingshan felt distressed, hugged Wen Huayu who was full of blood, and glared at Jinran, "Su Jinran, you and I are irreconcilable."

Jin Ran said lightly, "Your precious apprentice is full of foul language and disrespect to her elders. I will teach her a lesson for you. You don't need to thank me."

Song Qingshan was furious, and cursed, "You are such a beast that even a direct disciple can be cruel, why should Huayu respect you, and how can you deserve Huayu's respect for you?"

Jin Ran said in a deep voice, "Thousands of martial arts crimes deserve ten thousand deaths, and I framed me as a master with outsiders. I don't kill him because I have a kind heart. Seeing the love in the past and keeping him alive, what else do you want? Do you want me to kneel down and thank Qian Jingwu for not killing me directly?"

Jinran really wanted to kill Qian Jingwu, and he did as he wanted.

In just a few days, Qian Jingwu will be gone, and there will be no such person in the world from now on.

The original owner who was framed by Wen Huayu's design, the original owner can't be said to be disappointed, because Wen Huayu is an insignificant outsider.

Qian Jingwu has no father and no mother, the original owner raised him single-handedly, although they are called masters and apprentices, they are actually not much different from mother and son.

Because of a black-hearted Holy Mother White Lotus who betrayed the original owner without hesitation, the original owner was in pain.

Love desires its life, and evil desires its death. The original principle is that a thousand scriptures and martial arts will not lead to a good death.

Jin Ran was pulling out Qian Jingwu's soul, and secretly moved his hands and feet.

Five days later, Qian Jingwu will be out of his wits.

Five days may not be long or short, but in the world of Qianjingwu Consciousness, no matter how many epochs have passed, he was devoured by thousands of ghosts, and he continued to be devoured until his soul disappeared.

Regardless of the pain of ghosts gnawing at the soul, just talking about the long and endless time is enough to drive people crazy.

Song Qingshan said painfully, "He will always be your apprentice."

Jin Ran said angrily, "You don't deserve to be my apprentice."

Jin Ran waved her hand, interrupting Song Qingshan's sophistry, she was really too lazy to listen.

"Song Qingshan, your precious apprentice hid the disciples of the Devil's Cult, and framed me as a victim. You must give me a satisfactory explanation for this matter, otherwise I will do it myself."

Jin Ran pressed forward step by step, his momentum soaring to the sky, and black thunderstorms condensed above the palace.

In just a short moment, the situation of Jin Ran and Song Qingshan turned around, which is really unimaginable.

Song Qingshan hugged Wen Huayu tightly, "Huayu is innocent, she is innocent."

In the face of the evidence, Song Qingshan's sophistry seemed extremely powerless.

Jin Ran sneered and said, "I know you love Wen Huayu's evil, how about this, I will punish Wen Huayu for you, and put her in the cold prison for a hundred years. After a hundred years, I will be expelled from Xuanlingzong."

Song Qingshan was furious and jumped up anxiously, "Su Jinran, you poisonous woman, don't even think about persecuting my Huayu. Even if Huayu harbors the disciples of the Demon Sect, she is kind and she saves people regardless of good or bad. The great kindness of living beings, you don't want to change meritorious service into demerit."

Jin Ran was taken aback, "If Master is still alive, if he hears your nonsense, I'm afraid he will want to shatter your heavenly spirit cap with his palm."

Song Qingshan was silent for a moment, but for the sake of his beloved Wen Huayu, he could not back down.

"Huayu has merit without fault, you must reward Huayu." Song Qingshan looked around, his voice was cold, and the threat was self-evident.

Ninety percent of the elders in the hall hesitated for a moment, and the voices of "good people without fault" and "good people" came out sparsely.

(End of this chapter)