The snow was still falling, and the snowflakes melted quietly before they hit anyone.
In the white snow, more than a hundred strong men stared at Zhao Yufan with strange expressions and their hearts were ups and downs.
Thinking about Zhao Yufan's identity, taking a look at what he did, and the hundreds of strong men he faced, it was difficult for everyone to understand why he was so calm.
His twinkling eyes seemed to not put anyone in his eyes. .
Is he confident or is he trying to stay calm?
No one knew what Zhao Yufan was thinking.
In fact, he didn't think about anything, he was just looking at the snow above everyone's heads.
The snowflakes were like goose feathers, dancing gracefully, falling around everyone, and melting into the snow, and he couldn't tell which one was which.
Ma Santong walked up to an elder and whispered softly for a moment, then the elder nodded, turned and left.
He came to Elder Yunhai again, glanced at Zhao Yufan at the top of the attic, and said worriedly: "Elder Yunhai, does he have any backers?
Why is he so calm?"
Elder Yunhai pondered for a moment, then moved his eyes to Wan Kexin and the famous elders, then looked at Elder Jing Bing, and finally glanced at everyone and whispered: "We are here to investigate the matter.
Even if he has a backer, How can it be done?”
"What you said is really good."
Ma Santong said with a big grin.
He didn't know whether he was praising him or mocking him.
Elder Yunhai frowned, glanced at him sideways, snorted softly, and said, "Let's get down to business."
Ma Santong curled his lips and looked up at Zhao Yufan, confident, "The witness will be here later.
I'll see how you quibble later."
After a while, the elder who left just now came with witnesses.
The twelve witnesses were all strangers, with the lowest cultivation level among the inner sects, and their daily work was doing odd jobs.
Twelve people came forward to testify against Zhao Yufan, which can almost lead to a direct conviction.
Zhao Yufan glanced at the twelve people one by one, and finally his eyes fell on a bald boy.
This bald boy was none other than the bald boy who sold Zhao Yufan the dragon-slaying sword.
It was he who asked Zhao Yufan to guide everyone in their cultivation on behalf of everyone a few days ago.
The cold wind blew and the weather was cold.
The bald boy's body was shivering.
He looked at Zhao Yufan with a pair of clear eyes, without any fear or guilt, as if it was natural to do so.
When Mo Qi saw the bald boy, he cursed angrily: "You are a wolf-hearted person, how dare you be a witness?
Believe it or not, I will ask you to get out of the Qinglan Sect tomorrow?"
"Shut up!"
Ma Santong looked straight at Zhao Yufan and scolded: "Take care of your friends, he is threatening."
Mo Qi's eyes widened and he wanted to defend, but was stopped by Zhao Yufan's eyes.
He looked at Zhao Yufan and found that this guy was actually smiling.
Wasn't he angry at all?
Zhao Yufan was not only not angry, but also very happy.
He laughed happily: "Hey, hehe" Hearing his laughter, many people frowned.
They felt that Zhao Yufan's laughter came from the heart.
"Why are you laughing?"
Ma Santong said with a cold face and frowned: "The witness is here, what else do you have to say?"
"I have nothing to say."
Zhao Yufan slowly squatted down and sat on the roof of the attic.
He suddenly looked into the distance and said leisurely: "People are not here yet, so there is no need to rush to interrogate me."
When everyone heard this, they looked into the distance with confusion, not knowing who he was waiting for.
At this moment, there was a commotion from inside the Twelve Heavenly Gates.
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Everyone followed the sound and saw countless disciples slowly walking out of the jungle.
There are tens of thousands of disciples in this group, and they are here because Wan Kexin showed them the way.
Looking at the chaotic disciples appearing in front of him, Ma Santong felt a little uneasy.
The appearance of tens of thousands of disciples must have been planned by Zhao Yufan, and in front of tens of thousands of disciples, many things must be fair and just on the surface, otherwise this group of disciples He would object.
He glanced at the group of disciples distractedly and roared: "Shut up, everyone."
The disciples looked at Ma Santong and continued to talk quietly.
At this time, Zhao Yufan laughed lazily and said, "Everyone is here, you can talk."
Ma Santong nodded fiercely and said coldly: "Zhao Yufan was responsible for the disappearance of the corpse.
Now there are twelve disciples who can testify."
Hearing this, the disciples started talking and seemed a little unbelievable.
Suddenly, Zhao Yufan said: "Since they have testified against me, let's ask them to describe what happened."
Several witnesses lowered their heads and recounted what they had seen.
The witnesses recounted their stories one by one, and soon it was the bald boy's turn.
The bald boy looked a little nervous, but his eyes were still clear.
Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly said one sentence, which was like a blizzard, sweeping everyone.
"They are framing Zhao Yufan."
To put it simply, it directly subverted the thinking of everyone present.
It was like rain suddenly falling from a snowy sky, making people unprepared and unable to prevent it.
Ma Santong's heart trembled, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you say?"
"I said you are framing Zhao Yufan," the bald boy replied word for word, his voice was particularly loud and his eyes were clearer.
The wind and snow howled, and everyone felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
Zhao Yufan grabbed a handful of white snow, clenched it into a snow ball, and threw it on the snow.
The snow ball smashed into the snow, forming a snow pit, "Now everyone understands."
"Got it" one of the disciples shouted.
In fact, he didn't understand anything, but he was Zhao Yufan's supporter.
At this time, he naturally had to cooperate with Zhao Yufan.
Many disciples also shouted "Understood", and the whole scene suddenly became chaotic.
The disciples were whispering to each other and talking about it.
"What do you understand?"
"I don't understand anything, but I believe in Zhao Yufan" There are many disciples who really don’t understand, but there are also many disciples who really understand.
At this time, Lin Xiao from Xingju Pavilion said what he understood.
His voice was very cold and soft, but it was enough for many people to hear, "Some elders of Qinglan Sect have been targeting Zhao Yufan.
Now some elders Taking advantage of the disappearance of the body, he deliberately sent his disciples to frame Zhao Yufan, but some elders did not know that some of the disciples who framed Zhao Yufan had been favored by Zhao Yufan, so it was impossible to frame Zhao Yufan. " When he said this, many people understood it, and the disciples of Qinglan Sect completely understood it.
Many bloody disciples began to attack Ma Santong, saying that he oppressed talented disciples, enriched himself, deducted spiritual stones from disciples, robbed disciples of treasures, and secretly had improper relations with some female disciples.
Ma Santong trembled all over, and slapped the bald boy with his palm, "You damn bald donkey, you dare to talk nonsense, I will slap you to death."
The wind roared in the palm.
At this moment, Zhao Yufan said sternly: "Ma Santong wants to kill someone and silence him, stop him."
Before he finished speaking, an elder suddenly appeared in front of the bald boy and stared at Ma Santong coldly
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