The people of Canglan Sect were disturbed by the sudden appearance of evil energy last night. Shi Qinghua, the mastermind behind it, slept until dawn.
It wasn't until dawn that the door to her room was banged.
The person outside the door spoke in a very rude tone, with a sense of superiority and superiority: "Teacher from Tsinghua University, the master and Zhang Feng want to see you."
They were about to curse something, but the door was suddenly pushed open.
Shi Qinghua, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, was standing in front of the door wearing a green dress. Her eyes were as sharp as autumn water and made people tremble.
The leading Qianjian Peak disciple shuddered and explained subconsciously: "Senior...Senior Sister, Senior Brother Song Tianyang died in the house last night. The leader asked us to take you for questioning."
Shi Qinghua remained calm on his face, but he was very frightened in his heart.
Song Tianyang died like this? The person who hated her, tortured her, laughed at her jokes, and lived until the end in his previous life will die so easily in this life.
Shi Qinghua buried his head with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
It was really easy for Song Tianyang, he should endure the pain of becoming a useless person for the rest of his life.
Shi Qinghua followed several Qianjianfeng disciples and arrived at the Qianjianfeng Hall. The hall was covered with white silk and was completely white. The disciples guarding inside and outside the hall were also dressed in white as a sign of mourning.
However, these disciples looked numb but not in pain, which shows that there was little sincerity in these condolences.
Shi Qinghua walked into the hall. Zhang Xuanfeng, who was sitting in front of the hall, seemed to have seen an enemy with a blood feud and pulled out the sword on the table.
His eyes were sharp and fierce, and he had already stood up from the chair. If Gao Daocheng hadn't stopped him, he would have put his sword on Shi Qinghua's neck.
"Junior brother, don't be impulsive." Gao Daocheng seemed to be admonishing, but his tone did not allow for refutation. The strength of his palms made Zhang Xuanfeng unable to move away.
"Senior brother." Zhang Xuanfeng glared at Shi Qinghua fiercely, threw away the sword, and sat back on the chair, "It was obviously her evildoer who did it. Even if it wasn't, it has nothing to do with her. Otherwise, why would Tianyang hold on to him until his death?
That snow coat?”
Zhang Xuanfeng's words made Gao Daocheng's eyes flash. He looked at Shi Qinghua with sharp eyes and asked: "Shi Qinghua, why did you give the snow coat to Song Tianyang?"
"Junior Brother Song has always wanted this snow coat, so I gave it to him. What's wrong with this, Master?"
"You fart. Do you think your snow coat is a piece of cake? My disciple doesn't care." Zhang Xuanfeng slammed the table angrily.
Of course, your disciple mistakenly thought that my restoration of cultivation was due to this snow coat.
Shi Qinghua slandered, but pretended to be hurt, and took a step forward: "Since Elder Zhang dislikes my snow coat, I have no choice but to take it back."
Before Zhang Xuanfeng could speak, Shi Qinghua quickly opened a corner of his snow coat and saw clearly the worm bags bulging on Song Tianyang's skin. These worm bags were still trembling slightly, looking extremely terrifying.
Shi Qinghua's eyes were cold, and he suddenly thought of the memory-eating bug that Heiyan had given to Song Tianyang. He couldn't help but call out Heiyan and asked: "Did you kill Song Tianyang?"
"Of course not." Black smoke emerged from the sea of consciousness, and his tone was lazy, "The thing on this kid's body is clearly a demon insect."
First it was the snow coat, and then it was a demonic insect that was similar to the memory-eating insect. Everything was just a coincidence, but it just happened to be a trap, making others suspect that Shi Qinghua had killed someone.
Shi Qinghua was a rebellious person. If she killed someone, she was the one who killed him. If it wasn't her, no one else could think of unjustly accusing her. She didn't believe that she couldn't find out who was behind it.