Yi Hongwen at the door quickly woke up from his anger and gradually calmed down.
"It's just one side of the story! With so many people testifying, you can't even think of slandering me!"
Yihong Wen said righteously, and he was confident enough to prove that he had not broken any rules.
There are so many people behind him. Even though they are rivals in love, they should all be able to testify for him when facing the same enemy.
Sure enough, a young disciple was about to step forward to prove it, but before he could say anything, Yun Que spoke first.
"Actually, I also believe you. How can you, a great swordsman, break into other people's houses? It seems that this time you really misunderstood."
Hearing what Yun Que said, everyone else was shocked, but also felt that it was natural.
After all, Yi Hongwen is a swordsman and a member of the Mu family. Do you really dare to offend a little swordsman like you, Yun Que?
After hearing this, Yi Hongwen smiled dryly and agreed, but he always felt a little frightened.
It felt like I had just been lucky enough to avoid a small puddle, only to find that there was a bigger bottomless pit waiting ahead.
as expected,
Just as Yi Hongwen was about to take his feet back, he heard Yun Que next to him exclaim in surprise.
"Where's my spiritual stone!"
Yun Que pointed at the empty table in the room and shouted in despair: "Why are the spirit stones missing? The thousand spirit stones I put on the table before I left! All my wealth was stolen!"
Yi Hongwen only felt that his eyes were starting to turn black. A thousand spirit stones, why don't you grab them!
Even he, the swordsman of the Mu family, couldn't produce a thousand spiritual stones. How could a mere swordsman have so much wealth?
Just put it on the table?
It's an obvious frame-up!
But Yi Hongwen had nothing to do. Yun Que was standing outside the door, and he was the only one with one foot in the room.
He is the biggest suspect.
"Nonsense! You are a low-level sword servant, there is no way you have a thousand spirit stones!" Yi Hongwen said angrily and unbearably.
"Huh? You're right. There are only nine hundred and ninety-nine spiritual stones I put on the table, not one thousand. So, how do you know?" Yun Que looked at the other party with suspicious eyes.
Since a trap has been set up, it will naturally be a series of traps, until you feel comfortable.
Yi Hongwen was stunned, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he became furious.
"Shameless person! Do you think you can frame me with such crude means?"
Yi Hongwen pointed to his feet and said: "I have just stepped forward with one foot. If you say that I stole your things, who would believe it? Do you think that all the people present are blind!"
Many people don't like to hear what Yi Hongwen said.
Everyone is here to attack the sword servants who team up with Mu Qingyao, but they are still love rivals with each other, and there are many people who are dissatisfied with Yi Hongwen.
Yun Que analyzed it very seriously: "I am a low-level sword servant, and you are a superior swordsman. My eyesight cannot keep up with your movement. I only saw one foot of your step into the room. In fact, you
I’ve already taken the spirit stones and come out.”
After saying that, Yun Que looked around at the people behind him and said:
"It's okay if you want to testify. If anyone present has a higher level of cultivation and better vision than him, you can stand up and testify. Anyone who dares to cover up for him will be guilty of the same crime."
Yun Que's voice turned cold in vain, and he said quietly:
"What I just said was not comprehensive. Now I reiterate the rules of the Sword Palace. If you break into other people's houses without permission, you will be compensated ten for any stolen property. You will be punished with a hundred sticks and fined ten thousand taels of silver. Let's see what the consequences are!"
There was silence for a while, no one spoke.
What a joke!
Throwing one and ten is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety spiritual stones!
Is it possible to put the fabrication aside for now, knowing full well that it is muddy water? Those with higher cultivation than Yi Hongwen do not want to step in, while those with lower cultivation do not dare to step in.
Spiritual stones are a monk's wealth and life, and no one would risk it for a love rival.
Seeing that no one was willing to testify, Yi Hongwen's face gradually turned pale. He didn't expect to offend such a difficult guy, and he couldn't get rid of it.
If I had known this, I would have never come to Beiyuan.
If he really incurs a huge debt of nearly ten thousand spirit stones, he will be exhausted and unable to pay it back until he dies!
At this time, Yi Hongwen was finally afraid.
The young man who smiled and looked at the harmless people and animals in front of him was simply a devil!
In fact, Yun Que didn't want to catch one and trap him to death, but he had no choice.
Mu Qingyao is like a goddess in the Sword Palace, and I don't know how many people love her. They just formed a team to climb mountains. To let others know that he and Mu Qingyao are engaged, I don't know how many people will be jealous and angry.
Hit with one punch to avoid a hundred punches coming.
So Yun Que just went for it and tricked Yi Hongwen to death to scare the monkeys and save him from trouble in the future.
"You, you are such a mouthful!" Yi Hongwen became angry and planned to withdraw his feet and exit the room.
How could Yun Que make him achieve his wish? He had already prepared the means.
The two of them were close to each other. Yun Que reached out and grabbed the other's arm. At the same time, the sword veins were running and the sword soul left the body!
Yi Hongwen has a cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi refining. Although he is not as good as those sword masters, he is definitely one of the best among the disciples in the middle stage of Qi refining.
He didn't take the sword servant seriously at all, and was about to use his spiritual energy to break free, but the next moment, he felt a sudden chill in half of his body, as if a terrifying heavy sword had fallen on his shoulder.
If he dares to move, his head will be chopped off instantly!
The butcher's knife is coming!
Such a clear feeling shocked Yi Hongwen to the point where he was frozen in place.
"Justice is in the hearts of the people, and you can't rely on it." Yun Que shouted to Wu Dachuan with a smile: "Bring a pen and paper, and let this Senior Brother Yi sign his signature."
Wu Dachuan didn't think it was a big deal, so he found a pen and paper and wrote the IOU.
Looking at the nine thousand spirit stones written in black and white on the IOU, Yi Hongwen's eyes went dark. He wanted to point at Yun Que and curse, but as soon as he raised his hand, it hurt.
When he looked closely, he saw that his fingertip was pierced with a small hole as thin as the tip of a needle!
Yi Hongwen didn't even see how he was injured!
His heart sank, and he was convinced of the invisible heavy knife on his arm. He didn't dare to move, and watched helplessly as someone used his injured finger to press bloody fingerprints on the IOU.
Yun Que blew at the blood stains on the IOU and smiled kindly:
"I am a rather generous person. Since Senior Brother Yi has written the IOU, I will not pursue the one hundred stick penalty."
At this moment, Yi Hongwen noticed that the heavy sword on his shoulder had disappeared. He hurriedly retreated, slapping his body as if he was seeing a ghost, trying to find out the source of the illusion just now.
Unfortunately there are no clues.
"You, you are despicable! You surrendered to the attack!" Yi Hongwen yelled.
"Senior Brother Yi, are you kidding me? I am a sword servant, can I beat you?" Yun Que said innocently.
Yi Hongwen was completely speechless, he only felt a surge of anger rushing to his forehead, and stars were shining in his eyes.
"You don't want half of my spiritual stone!" Yi Hongwen finally woke up and said angrily:
"Just wait for me! I'm going to set up a mirror in front of your door. You'd better look at yourself every time you go out and stop daydreaming! Cousin Qingyao is the number one swordsman in the south courtyard and the fairy of the Sword Palace!
It is the longing and dream of all male disciples! And you, a low-level sword servant, are not even qualified to dream!"
Yi Hongwen has the aura of a shrew, and he even pinched his orchid finger without noticing.
Everyone present felt relieved because Yi Hongwen cursed them out.
In their eyes, Mu Qingyao was a pure and pure fairy who was not allowed to be touched by others, let alone a mere sword servant.
Amidst Yi Hongwen's scolding, even Wu Dachuan and Luo Xiaoyu slowly lowered their heads, having to admit their humble status as sword servants.
They were right.
Low-level sword servants are equal to servants in the sword palace and are not qualified to dream.
At this moment, sword light fell in mid-air.
Mu Qingyao appeared in the yard wearing a green skirt.
Everyone was shocked.
Unexpectedly, the goddess would come to the North Courtyard, and right in front of them, many people looked at the green dress and lost the ability to think.
Mu Qingyao didn't look at anyone and came to Yun Que as if there was no one around.
"go home with me."
The voice is cold, but the content is so hot that it makes people think.
Wow.
People in the yard seemed to hear a crisp voice ringing in their hearts.
That is the sound of dreams and shattering.
What surprised everyone more was what came next.
Yun Que waved his hand and refused directly:
"Not going."
Yi Hongwen heard that he was sucking in the air-conditioning. He only breathed in but didn't spit out. He was going to smoke out soon.
Others were similar. They all felt that they couldn't spit out the blood after holding it in, and they almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
Not going?
When Fairy Mu asks people to have their shoes polished, countless people rush to her house, but if she asks you to go to her house, you won’t go!
Mu Qingyao approached Yun Que expressionlessly.
Not to be outdone, Yun Que raised his face with an expression that said there was nothing you could do to me.
As a man, if you say you won’t go, you won’t go.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyao grabbed Yun Que's hand, rose up with his sword without saying a word, and forcibly took Yun Que away.
Yun Que had no choice now.
He doesn't know how to handle a sword, and he can't get down when flying.
In the courtyard, all the disciples from each academy were heartbroken, sighing, with wilting heads and brains like defeated roosters.
I thought I had come to the North Courtyard to teach the low-level sword servants a lesson, but I was unexpectedly beaten to a pulp.
The swan flew away with the toad. They were completely desperate and their dreams were shattered.
Luo Xiaoyu was always confused and puzzled: "Why does Pastor Sister want Senior Brother Yun to go home with her?"
Wu Dachuan twitched the corner of his mouth, scratched his head and said: "Maybe, probably, maybe... the Mu family wants to be lively."
He couldn't figure out why Mu Qingyao wanted to take Yun Que home, but Wu Dachuan guessed it right this time.
The Mu family will soon be bustling with excitement, and the excitement will shock the entire imperial city.