As soon as Yang Zhengyu said this, things immediately changed, and everyone's eyes looked at Yang Zhengyu.┌.

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Yang Mingju was overjoyed, and blocked Chen Feng's face, stared at Yang Zhengyu, and asked in a deep voice.

"What you said is true?"

Chen Feng looked at Yang Zhengyu and felt extremely complicated. Although the relationship between the two was good, it would be a bit exaggerated to say that Yang Zhengyu could give up his life for him. There must be something hidden in it. However, Chen Feng believes that the person who framed him would never be Yang Zhengyu.

"I did the elixir matter and had nothing to do with Chen Feng!"

"Nonsense, you, a disciple of the outer courtyard, can you steal elixirs from the inner courtyard?" The elder's expression condensed, obviously not believing Yang Zhengyu's words.

Yang Zhengyu looked serious and wanted to say something, but at this moment, Yang Zhengting rushed in with her hair disheveled, her beautiful eyes were already crying with her pear blossoms, and she looked very pitiful.

"Master, don't listen to my brother's nonsense. I did all this. I deliberately framed Senior Brother Chen!"

"Do you think this is a joke?" Mianji Zhenren snorted coldly and said suddenly.

Hearing Yang Zhengting's words, several people in the room frowned, while Yang Zhengyu's face was ashamed.

"Come on!" Yang Mingju doesn't care how others think, as long as he can save Chen Feng, he doesn't care how to twists and turns the matter will be.

"Disciple Yang Zhengting, disciple of the outer courtyard..."

"Stop!" Yang Zhengyu shouted angrily, trying to stop Yang Zhengting from continuing, but Yang Ming raised his sleeve and swung his robe, and a ball of spiritual mist flew out, tied Yang Zhengyu up and hit the wall far away.

Yang Zhengyu's eyes wide open, his face flushed, and he looked at his sister begging, but Yang Zhengting didn't even look at it and slowly told the story.

It turned out that before January, Yang Zhengting was practicing in the room like before. At night, a disciple of the inner courtyard sneaked into her room and handed her a few purple gold pills, allowing her to help her brother reach the third floor of the Qi training period, enter the outer courtyard, and obtain the qualification to participate in the exchange conference.

Yang Zhengting was very puzzled. She didn't believe that there would be a free lunch in the world, so she did not agree. However, the other party also told her calmly that her purpose was to harm Chen Feng. If Yang Zhengting did not cooperate, the other party would not mind killing the siblings.

At first glance, Yang Zhengting was also hesitant. She often went to the refinery to see Yang Zhengyu. At the same time, she also knew that Chen Feng and his younger brother had a good relationship, but after thinking about it, Yang Zhengting agreed to the other party's request, because there was no comparison between the lives of Chen Feng and the siblings.

In this way, Yang Zhengting first used the elixir to lift Yang Zhengyu to the third level of Qi training period, and then entered the inner courtyard.

Moreover, the two came to Luoxia Mountain on the first day of the exchange meeting, waiting for Chen Feng to appear.

Of course, Yang Zhengyu has been kept in the dark all this, and this plan can be said to be seamless.

But in a few details, Yang Zhengting is kind by nature, and she is ashamed of Chen Feng, and unconsciously reveals some strange things in her daily life, which makes Yang Zhengyu, who is familiar with her sister's personality, suspicious.

After several inquiries, Yang Zhengting finally couldn't withstand the pressure from her younger brother. Coupled with her guilt towards Chen Feng, she told Yang Zhengyu all about this.

But he didn't expect that Yang Zhengyu was shocked and angry when he heard this, and said he could not accept anything. His good brother was killed by his sister. So Yang Zhengyu resolutely rushed into the room where Chen Feng was, regardless of his sister's dissuasion.

After Yang Zhengting finished speaking, everyone was silent. They were all human beings who had lived over a hundred years old. Of course, they knew that 80% of what this little girl said might be true.

"Do you recognize the person you are looking for?" Yang Ming raised his eyes and decided to kill the danger in the bud for his disciples.

"Disciple, I don't know that the senior brother always wears a mask whenever he comes. His voice is deliberately hoarse, and his clothes are too bloated, and it is obviously carefully disguised."

Yang Zhengting choked and looked at her younger brother. She saw that Yang Zhengyu was trapped in the corner of the room by the spirit fog. Her silver teeth were clenched, and her face was exposed, but her eyes were like a dead fish, and she was lifeless.

"Since the matter is clear, I think the senior brother of the sect must have his own arrangements!" Although Yang Mingju did not find out who wanted to harm Chen Feng, the matter had nothing to do with Chen Feng after all, and a smile appeared on his face.

"There are rules for the family, and the family rules. Although the Yang brothers are not the mastermind, the law is not merciless, so I will be sentenced to death!" Mianji Zhenren pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"Although the head of the sect, the Yang brothers and sisters have made some mistakes, they are threatened. I hope the head of the sect will make a comeback and take it back!"

Chen Feng was very anxious. Although he knew that his words were not worth anything, he could not think too much at this moment. He hurriedly bowed and said.

"Is there any part of your words here?" The elder looked at Chen Feng coldly. He was repeatedly blocked and could not vent his anger, so he angrily scolded Chen Feng.

Chen Feng ignored the great elder and looked straight at Mianji Real Person.

"It's useless to say more, I'll give you death!"

The words of the real person in Mianji were like a judgment from the Netherworld, and directly announced the fate of the Yang brothers. Yang Zhengting looked gray and smiled bitterly, looking at the younger brother in the corner of the wall. Yang Zhengyu seemed to have not heard it, just staring at everyone in front of him.

"The head of the sect..." Chen Feng seemed to want to say something, but the face of Mianji was already a little unkind.

Seeing this, Yang Mingju reached out to interrupt Chen Feng's words, looked at Mianji Real Person with a smile, and said softly.

"Senior Brother, although my disciple is not completely correct, there is still some truth. In my opinion, that boy Yang Zhengyu is the most innocent of this matter. Why don't you let him go!"

It has to be said that Yang Mingju is the core force of Tianyun Sect after all. Even if he is a real person in the second place, he is unwilling to refute Yang Mingju's face because of the two juniors.

"Since the third brother said it, I think this is how it is!" The second elder rolled his eyes and knew that it shouldn't be the head of the sect talking at this time, so he quickly tried to smooth things over: "Yang Zhengting, the crime is unforgivable and must be sentenced to death. As for his younger brother, he should abolish his cultivation, drive out of the Tianyun Sect and become a mortal!"

After the second guardian said that, he looked at the real person Mieji, then looked at Yang Mingju, and found that neither of them spoke, so he knew that the matter was settled.

Chen Feng was very anxious and wanted to speak, but Yang Ming beside him slashed Chen Feng's neck with a palm. A sensation of dizziness came and Chen Feng fell to the ground.

When Yang Zhengting heard that she was about to die, she burst into her soul with violent waves, and then calmed down. The torture of good and evil made her relieved at this moment. She smiled, her messy hair was printed on her pale cheeks, so beautiful, the wind was moving, but her heart was quiet, and her turbid eyes were getting clearer and clearer at this moment, so bright and brighter, shining with people's hearts!

The pair of eyes that were invincible with the world suddenly emitted a scorching light, frozen on the faces of the high-ranking uncles. She smiled again, as if she had encountered the most beautiful thing in life.

Yang Zhengting's eyes swept across the faces of Mianji Zhenren and the elders one by one. All she saw was infatuation and the coldness and arrogance that was unique to the cultivator.

Is this the path of cultivation of immortals that they pursue? What else is there besides their strength? In their eyes, they are just bodies with powerful strength. What’s ridiculous is that until today, they have truly seen the path of cultivation of immortals clearly. It’s just that.

Yang Zhengting's eyes were like a ruthless sword, crazily tearing the good cloaks of these arrogant cultivators. The great elder suddenly felt terror in Yang Zhengting's eyes, and a feeling of being seen through made him feel a little incomprehensible.

"Die!" The elder seemed to be a wounded beast. In the depths of his heart, a strong murderous thought suddenly arose. After a moment of one hand, a long sword popped out and pierced directly into Yang Zhengting's body.

For a moment, blood splattered everywhere, scarlet red flying, and under the reflection of the sunlight, it reflected a blurred color. The scarlet blood seemed to be floating flowers, falling down on Yang Zhengting's chest. Yang Zhengting quietly looked at the sword on her chest, then smiled sadly and fell to the ground.

The scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the body and formed a beautiful picture in front of Yang Zhengting, as if it was a pool of red lakes, tightly surrounding her graceful body.

The elder looked at Yang Zhengting in the pool of blood, his hands trembled constantly, and his cold sweat covered his whole body: "Why, why do I feel afraid?"

Yang Mingju looked at Chen Feng who was fainting, sighed inwardly, and closed his eyes.

Yang Zhengyu couldn't believe it, looking at his sister who was close to him, silently growing his mouth. It seemed as if he was screaming, but he could not make any sound. A breathless flame burned and evaporated in his heart. He struggled wildly in the spiritual mist, rolling, trying to break free from the bondage and see his sister who depended on each other, but everything was futile.

Blood was still flowing out of Yang Zhengting's chest, and a wisp of blood and tears fell in Yang Zhengyu's eyes...
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