When he saw Fu Yan's disappointed look, Lin Wanqing suddenly panicked.
She rolled and crawled to Fuyan's feet, holding Fuyan's robe with both hands.
"Master, please listen to my explanation..."
Lin Wanqing raised her head and shed tears.
There was a cry in that trembling voice.
Poor Chu Chu's appearance can no longer shake anyone's heart at this time.
Everyone looked at Lin Wanqing, and they really couldn't imagine that such a weak-looking woman would arrange these things with malice.
Looking back in the mirror, she seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and every step was carefully arranged.
Trick them around.
Yes, "play".
Many of the people who came with Qingyu to crusade were of extremely low rank and were teleported out by the Demon Refining Tower midway.
When they saw three of Qingyu's disciples acting abnormally, they sent people out to investigate.
Not surprisingly, I found out the news about Lin Wanqing's release.
It is precisely because of this that they learned about this after they came back from squatting in Fuyan, and came to crusade together.
Lin Wanqing thought she had made careful arrangements, but it was her every step of the arrangement that pushed her into a trap.
"Master...I didn't mean to harm anyone, Master..."
Lin Wanqing cried so hard that her pale face was stained with tears, and she looked so pitiful.
Fuyan lowered his head and stared at Lin Wanqing quietly. After a long time, he sighed slowly.
"If you do something like this, my teacher will naturally not protect you."
Fuyan raised his hand and brushed away Lin Wanqing's hand that was clutching his robe.
He closed his eyes slightly and waited for a while before looking at Wen Manchuan.
"City Master Wen, my disciple made this big mistake. How to deal with it is entirely up to you."
Fuyan's voice was full of exhaustion, and after saying this, he felt even more heartbroken.
Lin Wanqing's eyes were full of disbelief when he heard Fu Yan coldly leaving himself to others.
"Master?"
The pale little face raised slightly, tears hanging on the eyes.
The shame of being betrayed gradually caused hatred to grow in Lin Wanqing's eyes.
When Wen Manchuan saw Fuyan throwing the hot potato into his hand, he cursed Fuyan a few times in his heart.
But at the same time, he also knew Fuyan's selfish motives.
Leave it to him, there is still a glimmer of hope.
If left to Qian Ming, life would be worse than death.
Seeing that Fuyan was playing such a trick here, Hua Rong didn't even bother to ask for the right of disposal.
He just silently turned his eyes to look at Wen Manchuan and put pressure on him.
A strong coercion enveloped him, Wen Manchuan complained endlessly, and secretly cursed in his heart: Hua Rong, you uncle!
On the face, he still had to resist Hua Rong's pressure and hold on to his serious face.
He calmly looked at Lin Wanqing, who was immersed in shock, and secretly thought that Lin Wanqing had a good master.
Otherwise, in order to clear the air, Fuyan should hand the person over to Hua Rong directly.
If you do this, you will inevitably be criticized.
Wen Manchuan slowly shook his head and made his verdict.
"Qingyu disciple Lin Wanqing used contraband to frame the Qianming Sect and disrupted the order of the competition. He is currently imprisoned on Tianqi Wansui Cliff and will discuss it after the competition."
Wen Manchuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, spreading throughout the audience with a majesty that could not be rejected.
Tianqi Wansuiya, when these five words were spoken, many people had a look of surprise in their eyes.
You must know that this place is closed to all desperadoes from the world of immortality.
Once inside, whether you can survive until after the competition is one thing.
But those who make it out alive can be regarded as not deserving of death.
Wen Manchuan's treatment was cruel, but it also gave Qingyu face and gave Lin Wanqing a glimmer of hope.
When this place was mentioned, a systematic explanation sounded in Lin Wanqing's mind.
It's a pity that she was immersed in the pain of being abandoned and didn't pay much attention to the system's explanation to Wan Suiya.
Several Apocalypse guards came forward and dragged Lin Wanqing away while being taken away.
Lin Wanqing was still staring at Yun Yanchu with his eyes wide open.
Yun Yanchu didn't even look at her, as if she was a joke.
At this time, Yun Yanchu was looking at Wen Manchuan and Hua Rong.
After Wen Manchuan pronounced the verdict, he looked at Hua Rong with some uncertainty, his little eyes seeming to ask if it was appropriate.
Yun Yanchu has known Hua Rong for many years, and this is the first time he knows that Hua Rong knows the city lord of Tianqi Sword City.
I couldn't help but feel a little curious.
Just when Yun Yanchu was guessing about the relationship between the two, Wen Manchuan spoke.
"I wonder if the head of Huarong has any objections to this?"
"Do I have any objections? Haven't you already asked someone to take that idiot away?" Hua Rong did not give Wen Manchuan face, and his tone was cold.
Being ridiculed like this, Wen Manchuan didn't even have the slightest hint of anger on his face.
After all, he was used to Hua Rong's eccentric appearance.
If one day Huarong no longer looks like this, he will feel uncomfortable.
"Since the head of Huarong has no objection to this, I will let this matter go. Everyone, please go back."
Wen Manchuan continued speaking calmly.
With that look, even Yun Yanchu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and gave Wen Manchuan a thumbs up in his heart.
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Wen Manchuan opened his mouth to call it quits, and everyone naturally dispersed in order to save face.
Only one person remained where he was.
Fuyan stood there silently, like a stone sculpture.
"Head Fuyan plans to be my gatekeeper?" Hua Rong turned to look at Fuyan with a rather mocking tone.
Fuyan smiled bitterly when he heard the words, and suddenly bowed to Huarong and handed over his hands: "Qingyu is sorry for Qian Ming about what happened today. If Qian Ming needs anything in the future, you can let me know at any time."
"Need? I need you to stay away from us Qian Ming people." Hua Rong responded immediately.
There was no trace of disgust in the words that came out of his mouth.
Fuyan has always been puzzled by Hua Rong's inexplicable hostility, but after today's incident, he has no possibility of asking again.
He took a deep breath, nodded and said, "I will inform my disciples about this when I go back."
Hua Rong didn't know whether Fuyan was talking about him telling people to go away or Lin Wanqing.
He waved his hand casually and said two words: "Go away."
Fuyan didn't show that cold face again this time, he calmly handed over his hands and turned to leave.
But the moment he turned around, he seemed to have aged dozens of years.
What happened today was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him.
Watching Fu Yan leave, Wen Manchuan and Wen Xuanhuai walked together.
Hua Rong walked towards the disciples.
When they were about to enter the house, Wen Manchuan suddenly called out to Hua Rong.
"Huarong."
Hua Rong paused and did not turn around.
Wen Manchuan looked at his back and said, "If you have a chance, bring a few of your disciples to the City Lord's Mansion to sit down. Yinyi would like to see you."
"I know." Hua Rong responded calmly and led a group of disciples into the courtyard.
The courtyard door slammed shut, Wen Manchuan folded his hands in front of him, sighed and shook his head.
"Dad, is he coming back?" Wen Xuanhuai came closer and asked curiously.
Wen Manchuan turned to look at him, "I don't know."
"Then you..." made this expression.
Wen Xuanhuai opened his mouth, but finally closed it.
Don't ask, just ask because you are afraid of getting beaten. This chapter has been completed!