Ling Qingwu kept shaking her head, unable to accept this fact.
Where had her father not been so impressive in the past? Others had to kneel down and apologize to him. When would it be her father's turn to apologize to others?
"Ye Qingran, I won't let you go!"
Ling Qingwu glared at Ye Qingran with vicious eyes and yelled crazily.
Ye Qingran didn't look at her.
Because, in her mind, Ling Qingwu is just a clown.
Besides, she would soon have no chance to scream.
Ye Huanhuan's face was as pale as paper.
Just now she was so proud of her status as Qingyun Sword Master's disciple, now she is so embarrassed.
Her master actually knelt down and apologized to the person she hated the most?
This was a great shame and humiliation for her!
The other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect also looked unwilling. Qingyun Sword Master's kneeling was like a huge slap on their faces, causing burning pain.
"Ye Qingran, are you satisfied now?"
Ye Qingran reluctantly nodded, "It's not bad. Qingyun Sword Master knows his mistakes and can correct them, so there is no greater good. Seeing that you are so sincere, then I will forgive your ignorance just now."
The hand on Qingyun Sword Master's side made a "clucking" sound when pinched.
You get a bargain but still behave well!
Ye Qingran really deserves to die!
Ling Qingyun suppressed the anger and murderous intent in his heart, stood up, and shouted to Ling Qingwu: "Let's go!"
Ling Qingwu endured the pain all over her body, nodded, and was about to walk towards Qingyun Sword Master, but was stopped by a voice.
"Did I tell you to leave again?"
When Ling Qingwu saw it was Ye Qingran, she immediately bared her teeth and said, "Ye Qingran, what else do you want?"
Ye Qingran's eyes flashed coldly, "I only forgave your father, but I didn't forgive you. You kidnapped my child and killed him. The grudge between us will not end so easily."
Ling Qingwu shouted: "Weren't you the cause of my injuries?"
Ye Qingran glanced at the injuries on Ling Qingwu's body and said disapprovingly: "This is your punishment for slandering me for stealing your sword sect's sword manual. If you kidnap my son and kill him, you can just let it go as simple as that.
You, others will mistakenly think that my son, Ye Qingran, is easy to bully, and everyone will kidnap him in the future, what should I do?"
"It's none of my business?! I told you, he's just a bastard, he'll die if he dies!"
Ye Qingran raised his hand and Ling Qingwu fell to the ground again, her head bruised and bleeding.
Sword Master Qingyun gritted his teeth, "Ye Qingran, what do you want?"
"It's okay if you don't kill her. It just so happens that so many people are watching today. If you expel Ye Huanhuan from the school, I won't kill your daughter!"
Ye Qingran's voice, like broken jade from Kunshan, fell into everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at her in shock.
It seems that he can't believe that Ye Qingran would make such a request.
Ye Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what she was doing, she was almost going crazy.
"Ye Qingran, are you crazy? Did I provoke you?"
She roared with a sharp voice, her face was full of ferocity, and she was no longer as elegant and dignified as usual.
When everyone saw her like this, they couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that since Ye Qingran came back, Ye Huanhuan, a figure who once stood in the clouds, has fallen bit by bit, and is now almost falling into the dust.
Mrs. Zhao was also furious. At this moment, she ignored Ye Qingran and cursed: "Ye Qingran, you bitch! My Huanhuan didn't offend you, did she? How can you be so cruel? After all, she is also you.
My sister, how can you be so vicious?"
Ye Yu was also furious.
Ye Huanhuan has always been his pride. Naturally, it is impossible for him to see Ye Huanhuan being expelled from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, otherwise he will definitely be laughed at by the world in the future!
"Ye Qingran, that's enough! Why did I give birth to such a wolf-hearted daughter like you? I'm warning you to take back what you just said, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Ye Qingran regarded Zhao and Ye Yu's words as farts, looked at Ye Huanhuan, and said loudly: "Ye Huanhuan, I have always adhered to the principle of 'I will not offend others unless they offend me'. I know what you did back then. This
You deserve everything."
Ye Huanhuan's face was as pale as paper.
Everyone looked at all this with confusion, and couldn't help but think that the sword demon just said that Ye Huanhuan's spiritual roots were dug up from others. Coincidentally, Ye Qingran had no spiritual roots.
Could it be...
A terrifying suspicion emerged in everyone's mind.
Many things are about to come out.
Feeling the complicated looks in everyone's eyes, Ye Huanhuan forcefully argued: "I don't know what you are going to say! I have never done anything to offend you!"
At this time, Ling Shaoyang frowned and said: "How dare you quibble?! Why did my master disappear five years ago? Wasn't it because of you? It was you who deceived her into Jiufulin, dug up her Holy Spirit root, and transplanted it
Put it into your own body and make it your own!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
This is undoubtedly explosive news!
Five years ago, Ye Qingran disappeared. The Ye family said that he was kidnapped. It turned out that Ye Huanhuan deceived him into Jiufulin and poached the Holy Spirit Root?!
The Holy Spirit root in Ye Huanhuan's body is not her own at all, but Ye Qingran's?
"Yes, I also know about this matter. Ye Huanhuan, you are really cruel. After occupying Sister Ran's Holy Spirit Root, you lied about it and claimed it was yours. You also threw Sister Ran into the Soul-Desolating Abyss. If it weren't for my sister Ran's fate,
Damn, you’ve been dead for a long time without any evidence!”
After Ling Shaoyang, Xia Zhimeng explained the past events in more detail.
"Oh my God! You really know people's minds but not their hearts! I didn't expect Ye Huanhuan to be such a person!"
"Digging spiritual roots, forgetting it, and throwing people off the cliff. This is the rhythm of killing!"
"It turns out that we have all wronged Ye Qingran all these years! Fortunately, I once followed Ye Huanhuan as an example. Thinking about it now, I almost want to vomit!"
…
Ye Huanhuan was going crazy.
"I didn't, you're talking nonsense!"
The sword demon snorted coldly, "Nonsense? You can tell if it's nonsense or not by digging out the spiritual roots!"
The spiritual root reacts to the owner's blood. As long as you dig out the spiritual root and add a drop of Ye Qingran's blood, you can know whether the spiritual root belongs to Ye Qingran.
Ye Huanhuan's pupils shrank to a point, and she was horrified.
She subconsciously took a step back.
"No, it can't be done..." If the spiritual roots are dug out, everything will be over.
At this time, Mu Qingrou stood up, looked at Ye Qingran coldly, and said sharply: "If the spiritual root is dug out, what if it is not Ye Qingran's? Should we plant it back again? This is a big mistake for Huanhuan.
The huge damage will most likely cause her cultivation to stagnate, isn't it too unfair?"
Ye Huanhuan looked at Mu Qingrou gratefully.
At this time, some people who supported Ye Huanhuan also came forward one after another.
"You can't listen to Ye Qingran's words!"
"Does she mean what she says? I also said that Ye Qingran disappeared because she ran away with a wild man. Why don't you believe it?"
"Isn't it too cruel to dig up spiritual roots? Even if the Holy Spirit Root belongs to Ye Qingran, since it is already in Ye Huanhuan's body, forget it!"
"It's just that Ye Qingran is too fussy, isn't he?"
…
Zhao took the opportunity to say: "That's right! Huanhuan is innocent. To say the least, even if the spiritual root is yours, Ye Qingran, all you lose is the spiritual root, but if you pull it out by force, Huanhuan will lose the spiritual root.
Damn it!"
As Zhao spoke, she wiped her tears hypocritically, which deeply touched many people.
Ye Qingran's face turned frosty, "Xing'er, Yue'er, dig it out for me!" It was time to settle what happened five years ago.
Han Xing Leng Yue walked towards Ye Huanhuan expressionlessly, as if black and white were impermanent.