Chapter 835

"Yangzhijiu, see the Lord!" Yang Zhijiu said respectfully.

"Well, cooperate with Yan Chuan to ask questions!" The light road of JINGMAO.

"Yes Yang Zhijiu nods with a trace of perplexity.

Yan Zhiyang is arrogant again.

"Yang Zhi Jiu, where were you during the bloody incident in the North ink hall?" Yan Chuan asked with a smile.

"I am in my own house!" Yang to Jiushen.

"Are you sure? Were you not at Maori Daojun's side? " Yan Chuan asked.

"Yan Chuan, you don't care where I am. I'm not at the scene. You still want to plant it? You have chosen the wrong person Yang Zhijiu disdains Tao.

Yan Chuan smiles slightly and doesn't care. Instead, he turned to look at the Holy Son of the ancient moon and said, "Holy Son of the ancient moon, I don't know who is the real murderer in your mind? But I want to tell you, who is the real murderer? He is in our hall. "

Maori Dao Jun shows a sneer at the corner of his mouth, pointing out himself? Maori Daojun did a perfect job. Even he was the biggest sufferer. Without a little evidence, he claimed that he was just futile and would be charged with playing tricks on the Lord.

"The real killer is him, Yang Zhijiu!" Yan Chuan suddenly pointed to Xiangyang to Jiu.

Maori Dao Jun's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Yan Chuan in surprise. Yan Chuan blames Yang Zhijiu? How could this happen?

The whole thing was planned by Maori Daojun, but how could Yan Chuan blame Yang Zhijiu?

The Holy Son of the ancient moon is also a sudden eyelid jump, showing the color of surprise, but, is also a flash.

The king and the emperor were all puzzled.

"You nonsense, Yan Chuan, you slander me, you frame me! I'll fight with you Yang to nine suddenly anger from the heart.

Although I know the result, I didn't do it myself.

"Wanton, in front of the king of Beijing, do you dare to make a fool of yourself?" Yan Chuan's eyes glared.

"Yang Zhi Jiu, stop it!" The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said.

"He slanders me, Yang Guyue, he slanders me, Dad, he slanders me!" Yang to nine suddenly impatient way.

"Slander? Ha ha, is it slander? I have evidence Yan Chuan suddenly said with a smile.

"Evidence?" Yang Zhijiu looks surprised.

Evidence? Isn't it seamless? How is the evidence possible?

"What evidence?" The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said coldly.

By Yanchuan earlier a run, Gu Yuesheng son's previous insistence, there is a trace of shaking.

"Yang Zhijiu, I ask you, when did your father die except Mo Yu Xi when he broke into the North ink hall? Is it a moment to break into the hall? " Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Hum, Yan Chuan, you want to blame me. Don't think, at that time, not only my father was alone, but also many people who had entered the North ink hall. During this period, only Mo Yu Xi was in the hall, and there were no other people!" Yang Zhijiu said.

"An hour? Are you sure? " Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"At least one hour, everyone knows it!" Yang to jiuleng channel.

"This is the evidence. The Holy Son of the ancient moon, your seven younger brothers and sisters, the second and the sixth, are the holy sons and daughters?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Gu Yue's face sank. Suddenly thought of it! Yang Zhijiu's reaction was slow, but after thinking about it, he immediately opened his mouth. Show surprise.

The flaw, the flaw has come out!

"The son and daughter have their own merits and Dharma. As soon as they die, their Dharma will collapse. These two Dharma forms follow the Dharma of Maori Daojun. Maori Daojun should be able to feel that the five vassal sects are too far away from their respective sects, and they don't feel much about the merits and virtues within the sect. However, Maori Daojun is there Here, but he went to the North ink hall an hour late? Why? " Yan Chuan immediately said coldly.

Why?

Everyone is in a daze, yes, there is a time difference! Yang Zhijiu is a step backward by Yan Chuan.

Gu Yue's son frowned.

And Maori Dao Jun's face changed slightly. He wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't.

"So, just now I asked if you were by the side of Maori Daojun. The world knows that Maori Daojun's favorite son is you, Yang Zhijiu! At that time, you must have asked Maori Daojun not to go out. When Maori Daojun saw that his sons and daughters were dead, he delayed it for an hour in order to protect you! " Yan Chuan cheered.

Maori Daojun frowned, and the heads of the five vassal clans on the side also frowned, because this was totally a lie of Yan Chuan. At that time, Maori Daojun was with the five patriarchs. How could it be Yang Zhi Jiu?

People don't believe what Yan Chuan said, but Jingmo is not allowed to open his mouth and can only watch patiently.

"You talk nonsense, you talk nonsense, you lie! I'm not with Dad, not at that time! " Yang Zhi Jiujiao said.

"Yes, you know it. Don't tell me. Tell the son of the ancient moon whether he believes it or not." Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Gu Yue Sheng Zi frowned slightly, but he had only a little doubt about Yan Chuan's words. He believed more in Maori Daojun."The Holy Son of the ancient moon, I know you doubt that this is good for yangzhijiu? Why does Yang Zhijiu do this? Why don't I doubt Maori Daojun? Let me tell you, because Yang Zhijiu wants to force him to marry Mo Yuxi. You should know that he came to ask Mo Yuxi to propose marriage? I think Yang Zhijiu certainly asked Maori Daojun, but Maori Daojun didn't agree at all. Therefore, Yang Zhijiu wanted to sacrifice his seven brothers to force Mo Yu Xi, and also forced Maori Daojun to push the boat along the river. If Maori Daojun agreed, it should not be difficult. After all, moyuxi is only a saint. You should know the power of Daojun! They didn't tell you the truth Yan Chuan said with a faint smile.

"Eh?" Gu Yue's son took a breath.

The father wants Yang Zhijiu to marry Mo Yu Xi. The son of the ancient moon knows that there is no need to be so miserable. As long as the father asks the Lord and gets permission, he will do it immediately. But now?

Is it really Yang Zhijiu who made it himself?

The doubt in the heart of the son of the ancient moon suddenly increased a lot. However, it is far from enough to overturn at the beginning.

Yan Chuan also knew that there was still a long way to go, so he was still weaving a lie, a lie that let the truth surface.

"You lie, Yan Chuan. It's Mo Yuxi who killed them. It has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me!" Yang Zhijiu was impatient.

"Has it anything to do with you? Do you know in your heart? Otherwise, how do you explain the evidence just now? You can rest assured. How many true kings watch here, how can I wronged you? And I have more evidence than that. It's no use trying to argue until I show you the evidence one by one. " Yan Chuan cheered.

"You take it, you take it!" Yang Zhijiu was impatient.

Maori Daojun at the moment, but his face was gloomy. Is there any evidence? Is that possible? The flaw of the time difference has made Maori Daojun unexpected. How can there be any more? Isn't it seamless?

PS: 4000 words, so it's a little late!

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