As expected, there was another extremely solemn formation in the lobby. The three guardians, the seven priests, and the eighteen incense owners were all present.
Wu Jiuzi glanced upward, and her heart sank!
Xiao Muchuan! Why is she here too?
There are actually a few expats sitting in the guest seats on the right side of the lobby.
Three women with high black hair, embroidered with a sunset on the corners of their clothes, and the colorful clouds under the setting sun, are exactly the clothes of the disciples of the Xiaguang Sect. The other two are Mo Xiaoxiao and Xiao Muchuan.
Wu Jiuzi's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. This battle was really not small, and with all the people who were unfavorable to her gathered together, she was afraid that she would be doomed today!
Wu Jiuzi glanced at the faces of everyone in the hall and stood still.
"Kneel down!" Someone pushed Wu Jiuzi from behind.
Wu Jiuzi's fighting power was blocked and his hands were chained. He was no different from an ordinary person now. How could he withstand the push? He staggered forward and almost fell down.
But she immediately stood firm, raised her head and smiled softly: "Does the dignified Jiuhuamen's handling of cases look like a human yamen? What position do you have to make me kneel down?"
Her voice was soft and crisp, echoing throughout the lobby.
"Witch, you are now a disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, and these people in the hall are all your elders. It is natural for you to kneel down and salute when you see your elders, right?!" A law enforcement elder next to him spoke sternly.
"Since you keep saying that I am some kind of witch, you naturally don't want to admit that I am a disciple of the Jiuhua Clan. If you don't admit it, why should I kneel down? If you admit that I am a disciple of the Jiuhua Clan, then you are also admitting that I am Mo Jiuzi.
, then what are you interrogating?" Wu Jiuzi raised her face slightly and asked loudly.
The law enforcement elder was choked up and a little dizzy at her words: "You..."
Han Shanzi shook his hand and said calmly: "Let's not pursue this kind of trivial matter for now. If she wants to stand, she can just stand. Mo Jiuzi, let's call you Mo Jiuzi. At this point, it's useless for you to quibble. I
Let me ask you, are you a subordinate of the leader of the Dark Alliance, Lou Wuyue? You deliberately kidnapped Mo Jiuzi, killed her, let you resurrect in her body, and then entered our Jiuhua Sect as an undercover agent, with the intention of overthrowing my famous sect?"
It turns out they missed her so much...
It turns out that the purple-clothed lord is called Lou Wuyue——
Lou Wuyue, what is his relationship with Lou Qianyue?
Brothers? Father and son? Uncle and nephew? Or just a coincidence?
Wu Jiuzi was shocked, but this was not the time for her to consider Lou Wuyue's identity.
Wu Jiuzi tried to be calm in his tone: "What evidence does the Protector have for saying this?"
She had to know on what basis they came to such a conclusion.
Han Shanzi's face was as dark as water: "Of course there is evidence."
He signaled to the three women from the Xiaguang Sect: "My three immortal friends, you can present your evidence to make this witch give up."
The three women nodded, and one of them, who looked quite stern, stared at Wu Jiuzi: "Tell me, did you use that evil poison to control Nie Guang and the other eight to write a poem that was extremely harmful to them?"
Unfavorable paperwork?”
Wu Jiuzi's heart sank slightly, and he guessed it after a moment's thought, and said openly and honestly: "Yes! But I am completely protecting myself. In order to prevent my disciple from taking revenge, I will kill us to silence..."
She glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao and said in a deep voice: "I said you may think I'm being quibbley, but Miss Mo Xiaoxiao knew about this matter from beginning to end. Miss Mo Xiaoxiao might as well recount what happened."