Hearing Wuzhiqi's words, Di Jiang was furious. He never thought that his brother would really betray him and work for the evil faction.
"Ye Fan, please explain it to me!"
As soon as Liu Yu finished saying this, Di Jiang came out of the darkness.
He looked at Mark with anger on his face.
Now Ye Fan is simply a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express his sufferings.
He didn't know why Liu Yu suddenly said this to him, and he didn't know why Di Jiang suddenly appeared here.
The only thing he was sure of was that he had been framed, but the evidence was conclusive, so where could he go to make excuses?
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally closed it weakly.
Wuzhiqi in the dark smiled proudly.
Everything that is happening now was arranged by him. That Liu Yu is not the real Liu Yu, but the man who sent someone to disguise himself.
After he completes his mission, he will disappear from this world.
Sure enough, when Liu Yu saw Di Jiang, he immediately panicked.
"Lord Ye Fan, run quickly and return to the evil faction. Lord Chi You will protect you!"
Fake Liu Yu jumped on Di Jiang, hoping to imprison Di Jiang.
However, the difference in strength between the two was too big, and the majestic spiritual power exploded from the Dijiang man, and Liu Yu turned into a handful of blood mist in an instant.
Ye Fan looked at Di Jiang in disbelief.
"Ye Fan, that's it now. Is there anything else you want to say?"
Di Jiang looked at Ye Fan with disappointment.
He never imagined that the traitor would be right next to him.
Ye Fan closed his eyes.
"If you don't believe me, what's the use no matter how much I say?"
Di Jiang was furious.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword pierced Ye Fan's body in an instant, and red blood dripped down the tip of the sword and fell to the ground.
The moment Di Jiang pulled the long sword out of Ye Fan's body, Ye Fan seemed to have all his strength drained from his body. He fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.
Di Jiang didn't look at Ye Fan's body, turned around and left, returning to Guangming Pavilion. After he left, Wuzhi Qi came out of the darkness.
He looked at the lifeless Ye Fan and laughed twice.
"You finally died. It was such a good death. You don't know how jealous I am of you."
Wuzhiqi's face was filled with a crazy smile, and he looked down at Ye Fan's body from a high position.
"But, no matter how high you climb, it's useless. Anyway, you are dead now. From now on, the power and status will be mine, and no one will look down on me anymore!"
After showing off his power in the face of Ye Fan's corpse, Wuzhiqi returned to Guangming Pavilion again, but he went directly back to his room.
The moment he opened the door to the room, Wuzhiqi was stunned.
Uncle Feng was not the only one in his room, but there were also several people he was very familiar with.
"My lords, you are well and well!"
Qingqiu Jun took a sip of the tea in his hand.
"Wuzhi Qi, after this matter is completed, you should be a popular person in front of Dijiang. It is not appropriate to entertain guests with such low-quality tea..."
Wuzhiqi hurriedly took out a bag of good tea that he had treasured for a long time from his Najie and brewed it for several people.
Bizhi picked up the tea that Wuzhiqi had brewed again and took a sip.
"This tea is pretty good, brother, do you want to try it?"
Bizhi closed his eyes, and the next moment, his expression changed.
He took a sip of the tea in his hand.
"Brother, please don't drink this kind of tea again, so as not to dirty your mouth."
