Chapter 839

"I didn't practice. Their spirits are all in the" Yangyin Zigui pool "of Maori palace. I didn't really...! "

Yang to nine of a cry, hold the temple boiling!

Another version of Yan Chuan's earlier statement, if seriously investigated, is a kind of speculation, which can not constitute a fact at all, because there is no evidence for this conjecture.

But now, Yang Zhijiu's words have confirmed what Yan Chuan said, because the evidence is already there! There's evidence already!

No matter what the fact is, Mo Yuxi is the murderer, and it is simply a frame up.

The five patriarchs looked coldly at Xiangyang Zhijiu.

Mo Yu Xi grabs Yan Chuan's sleeve excitedly. Yan Chuan smiles, pats the back of Mo Yu Xi's hand to show comfort, and then gives Mo Yu Xi a look.

Ink feather Xi immediately forward.

"To the Lord, the evidence is conclusive. Please order the seven spirits from the" Yangyin Zigui pool "of Maori palace to prove the innocence of Yu Xi." Mo Yu Xi said solemnly.

Maori Dao Jun listens, his face suddenly changes, and he turns and kneels down.

"Holy master, I'm in a fever for a moment. I hope the Lord can spare the child Yang Zhi Jiu for the hard work he has been following for many years!" Maori Dao Jun panicked.

"Lord, my son's death is unjust, ask the Lord to be the master!" Lan You Zhen Jun turns to worship.

"Lord, please make decisions for my son!" The other four lords also began to shout.

Yang Zhijiu and Guyue Shengzi were in the hall on the spot.

Yang Zhijiu knelt down in horror and cried, "it's not me. It's not me. It's a mirror of the Lord."

The son of the ancient moon once again looked at the fire immortal stone.

But the fire immortal stone is too similar.

"Why? If this is not the spirit of my third brother, why is it connected with my mind? " The Holy Son of the ancient moon rushed up and called.

Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi ignored.

Mr. Wen Ruo said with a bitter smile: "the Holy Son of the ancient moon, the general situation has been decided, the saint is innocent, so don't entangle yourself!"

"Why should I ask?" Gu Yue's son Jiao Nu said.

Because the son of the ancient moon understood that when the seven spirits were exposed, everything would be bad.

"It's connected with your mind. It's your hair, the breath of your third brother, and the blood of your third brother left in the North ink hall." Mr. Wenruo explained.

"Ah, Yan Chuan, you hit me!" The Holy Son of the ancient moon roared.

The roar of the Holy Son of the ancient moon surprised all the real kings in the hall. You? It's not just you! Almost everyone in the hall was cheated by Yan Chuan!

Using a scam to reveal the truth? A lot of people have a pity to see the old moon son, why bother to come?

On the Dragon chair, Jingmo also showed a faint smile and looked at the immortal stone.

"This is not the son of shephar! I hope you can do it yourself Yan Chuan said lightly.

Gu Yue Sheng Zi's eyes are red, holding the immortal stone, and his face is twisted and ferocious.

Hate! Who do you hate? It's all done by his father and Yang Zhijiu. Others just want to expose the truth for self-protection!

Gu Yue's son turned his head and looked at Xiangyang to nine with hatred.

Maori Daojun kneels down in front of JINGMAO and keeps on admitting his mistakes.

"Ask the holy master to be merciful outside the Dharma, and ask the Lord to forgive the child Yangzhi nine!" Maori Daojun knelt down and begged for JINGMAO.

Gu Yue's son turned his head and looked at it again. His father knelt down to keep Yang Zhijiu. What about his eight brothers?

"Maori Daojun, do you know the sin?" It's a light road in Beijing.

"Yes, the day maid knows that he is wrong. Please ask the Lord for mercy outside the Dharma." Maori Daojun pleaded.

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