I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

"Dog stuff?"

"Qingwu, how can you call him like that?"

When Zhang Yuanyuan heard this, her face was full of disbelief.

"Uncle Master, is there a problem?"

"Just because Fang Yun killed the Grand Elder, calling him a dog is already very polite. Such a person is simply a beast."

"If the Grand Elder hadn't taken him away from the dead, he would have died long ago."

"But what about him? How does he treat the Grand Elder? Haha!"

Shen Qingwu's eyes were filled with disgust, and her tone when she mentioned Fang Yun was terribly cold.

Zhang Yuanyuan has been in seclusion for many years and does not manage the affairs of the holy land. She rarely asks about what happens in the holy land.

Now I have some general understanding of Fang Yun's withdrawal from the sect.

"Qingwu, is your hatred for Fang Yun due to the death of the Grand Elder?"

Zhang Yuanyuan stared at Shen Qingwu in front of her and spoke in a hurried tone.

"Not bad!"

Shen Qingwu snorted coldly.

"Then let's see if the Grand Elder was killed by Fang Yun."

"I don't believe it anyway."

After Zhang Yuanyuan heard this, she waved her hand and a mirror full of ancient charm appeared. This was the Tianji Mirror, a treasure that Zhang Yuanyuan had obtained. The inheritance of Zhang Yuanyuan's Tianji technique also came from it.

"Uncle Master, what are you going to do?"

"No, you haven't recovered yet. If you use the Heaven's Secret Technique again, it will hurt your foundation."

When Shen Qingwu saw Zhang Yuanyuan taking out the Tianji Mirror, her expression suddenly changed and she wanted to stop her.

But it was too late.

puff!

Zhang Yuanyuan spat a mouthful of blood on the Tianji Mirror and directly deduced the death of the Supreme Elder. The picture on the Tianji Mirror flashed rapidly.

A few strands of Zhang Yuanyuan's hair turned white again.

Soon, the image on the Tianji Mirror stopped flickering, and a figure emerged in the image. It was the Grand Elder of the Xinggong.

The old man seemed to be in a good mood and sent someone to call Fang Yun.

However, before Fang Yun arrived, suddenly, the shadow of the vase beside him moved strangely, as if it had life, and turned into a figure covered in a blood-stained robe.

"Who?"

The strange appearance of the blood robe also attracted the old man's attention. The old man was about to stand up, but the blood robe was too fast and turned into a beam of blood light and came directly in front of the old man. The dagger in his hand suddenly pierced into the old man's heart.

Judging from the blood-colored robe, he was a member of the Demon Sect, but the moment he attacked, he used the Great Evolution Star Art of the Star Palace. After killing the old man, he used the old man's finger to write two blood-colored characters on the side: Fang Yun.

Soon, a figure entered the room from outside. It was Fang Yun.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yun's face changed drastically, and he immediately stepped forward to support the old man who had already stopped breathing and remained in a sitting position.

At this moment, a figure appeared, it was Murong Wan'er.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanyuan's heart was relieved. "Qingwu, look, look, I said Fang Yun would not kill the Grand Elder. Now you know the truth."

"We have wronged Fang Yun. He is innocent, innocent."

"There is someone else who came to kill the Grand Elder, and this person is lurking in our Star Palace."

"Qingwu, hurry up and tell Senior Sister the truth. Fang Yun is innocent and was framed. We wronged Fang Yun."

After seeing the truth and thinking of Fang Yun's lonely back who was accused and cursed by countless people and forced to dig out his bones and leave the sect, Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with tears and she felt extremely distressed.

However, after Zhang Yuanyuan's voice fell, Shen Qingwu's expression did not change much, as if Shen Qingwu already knew all this.

He had no intention of telling Nan Yuyan the truth.

"Qingwu, you..."

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Shen Qingwu who didn't move at all, her face full of disbelief. In Zhang Yuanyuan's opinion, now that the truth was out, Shen Qingwu should be happy and should set off to find Fang Yun immediately.

Why is it this expression?

Shen Qingwu glanced at Zhang Yuanyuan and said calmly: "Uncle Master, does the truth still matter now?"

Zhang Yuanyuan's face was full of disbelief when she heard this.

Zhang Yuanyuan said, "Why is it not important? Now that we know the truth, we can clear Fang Yun's name, find the real murderer, avenge the Grand Elder, and find Fang Yun..."

"stop!"

"Uncle Master, stop talking!"

However, when Zhang Yuanyuan wanted to continue speaking, she was interrupted by Shen Qingwu's cold voice.

"why?"

When Zhang Yuanyuan heard this, her face turned ugly and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Shen Qingwu's face showed a cold expression, "Uncle Master, it is absolutely impossible to find Fang Yun."

Zhang Yuanyuan couldn't accept what she heard. She stared at Shen Qingwu and asked, "Why?"

At this moment, Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes were red.

"why?"

"Uncle Master, this is not your fault. After all, Uncle Master is devoted to cultivating the art of heavenly secrets and rarely asks about the affairs of the sect. He knows nothing about handling affairs."

"Uncle Master, let me ask you, if we find Fang Yun, where will our Master's dignity and prestige be?"

"Where is the face of the Holy Land?"

"Should we tell the world that it was our master who was blind and could not distinguish right from wrong, forcing the innocent disciple to dig out his immortal bones? Should we sisters and brothers who could not distinguish the truth from the falsehood and were played around by the bad guys, and together with our master, forced the heroes of Xinggong to have no way out and dig out their immortal bones and quit the sect?"

Shen Qingwu's voice became louder and louder, and she stared at Zhang Yuanyuan in front of her.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Shen Qingwu in front of her, and suddenly felt so strange.

"Qingwu, are these important?"

"I remember that we were called Xingchen Sect before. At that time, there were only a dozen of us in the sect. You are not siblings, but your relationship is better than that of siblings. The current Xingchen Palace is supported by these people. Can face and prestige compare to this relationship?"

Zhang Yuanyuan's voice was filled with tears and disbelief.

"Uncle Master, you are right. The current Xing Palace was built through our joint efforts. However, what credit should be given to Fang Yun? This is the result of our hard work. Do we want to destroy the dignity and reputation of Xing Palace for that bastard?"

"Sorry, I can't do it."

"If Uncle Master thinks I'm heartless, you can go ask other people in Xing Palace to see if they agree to retrieve Fang Yun."

Shen Qingwu's words were still so ruthless. She directly wiped out Fang Yun's achievements and did not mention a word about the blessing of luck.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanyuan still did not give up, and said hurriedly: "Qingwu, even if it is as you said, for the sake of Xinggong and for the sake of Senior Sister's face, we can find Fang Yun in public. But Fang Yun is innocent, we can find Fang Yun in secret. Don't you know what his current situation is?"

"He is a hero of our Xing Palace. Do we have to watch him die in the wilderness, with his body torn apart by wild beasts and pecked at by crows, even though he is so capable?"

"I don't think you can bear it either!"

Seeing that she couldn't convince him, Zhang Yuanyuan had to settle for the next best thing.

"Humph!"

"It's absolutely impossible to get that piece of shit back?"

However, what Zhang Yuanyuan responded to was Shen Qingwu's cold answer without any emotion.