Chapter 92 No Regrets

In seven more days, it will be the day for Yichen to be tried. Originally, if it was a matter within his own family, it would naturally be tried by the Seventh Master Xuan Qing, but his matter has gone beyond the scope of "a matter within his own family". This time there are More than a dozen people from the sect were killed, and many disciples were also killed when they followed him to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

It would be okay if it was just the demon girl, but the person involved this time was not anyone else, but the apprentice of the majestic Fairy Miaoyin, who had won the first place in the Tianmen Martial Arts Competition before.

Such an incident, like a huge boulder falling from the top of a mountain into a lake, would not cause a sensation in the ancient land of Xianyuan where undercurrents are raging now.

Half of the bright moon hung sideways in the sky, and the cold wind blew through her hair. Poria still refused to leave. After a long time, she said again, "Junior brother Xiao, I believe you. I know those people, as well as Elder Tianyang, don't want to leave." You might have killed him, but..." ✾

"Sister, there is no need to say anything more."

Yichen suddenly raised his head, his eyes at this moment were unwavering. He understood what she meant, but it was absolutely impossible for him to do that just to survive. He said, "Those people were definitely not killed by Miss Weiyang." ”

Fu Ling's body trembled slightly, her face under the moonlight looked a little more pale, and she murmured, "Why..."

At this point, she kept shaking her head and choked out, "Junior Brother, please wake up. She has always been a member of the Demon Sect. Such a big thing happened this time. Seven days later, as long as Junior Brother is willing to look back and admit his mistake, he will identify her." The person she killed has nothing to do with you, junior brother. When the time comes, there will be Lord Yaoguang and several other high-level ministers protecting junior brother, so junior brother will naturally..."

"Stop!"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted sharply by Yichen. At this moment, his eyes widened and he said, "Even though she is from the Demon Cult, I, Xiao, have an eight-foot body and stand between heaven and earth. With a clear conscience! How could I frame others for nothing today just to save my own life..."

At this point, he flicked his sleeves, turned around, closed his eyes and said, "Senior sister, please go, I have made up my mind, no need to say anything more.

He didn't say the last sentence, but what he was thinking in his heart was "I, Mr. Xiao, have a clear conscience, how can I be like those rats in Zangfeng Valley?"

To this day, how could he not understand that those who said that he was living with the witch and joining the demon sect were not those people in Zangfeng Valley trying to stir up trouble? It's just because he took their first place in the Tianmen Martial Arts Competition.

"Junior brother..."

Fu Ling's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were slowly filled with tears. Why is this junior brother so stubborn?

…

One day passed, and late at night the next day, another figure floated over from outside Lianfeng Terrace. The moonlight was still shining tonight, and Yichen could clearly see that the figure was Uncle Mei.

"Mei...Uncle Mei."

Seeing Mei Jianyi approaching, Yichen slowly lowered his head, still thinking about that day at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, when he used the martial arts taught by Senior Wei to take advantage of her unpreparedness and injected three strands of profound energy into her body. At this moment, he thought , still feeling unbearably guilty, Master Mei treated her so well on weekdays, but he almost hurt her.

She sighed softly, walked up, and said after a long time, "That girl Hua Weiyang, where is she at the moment?"

Yichen raised his head, and now even Uncle Mei knew Miss Weiyang's full name. It seemed that those people had found out everything about Hua Weiyang.

"she……"

Yichen shook his head. There was no way he could tell about the hidden flower valley in Kunlun Mountain. Miss Weiyang was currently recovering there. If these people broke in, her life would probably be at risk.

She noticed that he was still protecting Hua Weiyang at this moment, and she couldn't help but let out a long sigh in her heart. As a woman, how could she not understand the young man's thoughts? He sighed, "Yichen, do you know what will be the worst result in six days if you are so stubborn and refuse to say anything?"

"Disciple knows..."

Yichen slowly lowered his head, frowning and shaking his head, "No, you don't know. You only think about Hua Weiyang in your heart. Have you ever thought about your master?"

"I……"

When she asked him this question, Yichen felt even more guilty. Could he have thought about his master? The most uncomfortable thing now is not myself, but Master.

"Uncle Mei, believe me, those people, including Elder Tianyang, were not killed by me and Miss Weiyang."

At that moment, he explained the events of that day exactly as they were, and after hearing this, he let out a long sigh. Just as she had guessed, he said, "Of course I believe you. You will never do such a thing to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors." ”

"Uncle Mei, do you really believe me..."

Yichen felt a little relieved to hear that Uncle Mei believed in him, but gradually, he saw helplessness on Mei Jianyi's face: "But, will other people believe you?"

Hearing what she said, Yichen's heart gradually became colder. Now there were rumors going around that he had an affair with a demon girl and that he had deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors to join the demon sect. Everything under the Kunlun Mountains that day was revealed by Zang Feng. When the people in the valley saw it, they couldn't clean themselves up.

Mei Jianyi took a deep breath and said, "Yichen, now only if you identify those people who were not killed by you and point out where Hua Weiyang is hiding now, can you escape unscathed. Do you...understand?"

Hearing this, Yichen couldn't help but chuckle. It turned out that Senior Uncle Mei came here tonight just like Senior Sister Fuling last night, urging him to identify Miss Weiyang in order to protect himself.

"Uncle Mei, do you still remember that when we were in Tianmen, what did you say was the biggest difference between us and the devil? You said that not only do we need to save people, but we also need to save ourselves..."

At this point, Yichen paused for a while, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and said, "I know in my heart that those people were not killed by Miss Weiyang, but today, in order to save myself, I said that she killed those people... Even if my life is saved today, won't it plant a demon in my heart in the future?"

At the end of the words, he turned his head, looked at Meijianyi, and smiled gently. It seemed that he had already seen death as a way of returning to Xuanqing this time.

Meijianyi also looked at him. At this moment, he seemed to have really grown up and was no longer the most mischievous disciple in the past.

"Okay."

Meijianyi nodded gently. She also knew that persuasion was useless, and she also knew that if she wanted to save herself in this way, with Yichen's personality, she would never do it even if she died. Six days later, when the people from Tianmen and the major sects came, everything would depend on his luck.

This heavy calamity is his calamity, and also the calamity of his junior sister.

The night was silent again.

In the following nights, the moonlight gradually faded. Every time it was midnight, the cool breeze blew, and a figure could always be seen vaguely. That person looked like the master, but not like him.

"Master... is it you..."

He had been bound by the bone-melting chain and could not leave this area. Although the bone-melting chain was not real or virtual, it seemed as if there was nothing when it was not moving, but as long as it exceeded the boundary, it would suffer the pain of bone melting.

This time, just like the previous two nights, the figure seemed to sigh softly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never been there.

Tomorrow at 3:30 noon, it would be the time for him to be tried. There are still six hours left. These six hours are the most difficult to endure. Every moment seems to have passed for a year.

The people who will judge him this time are not the Xuanqing masters, but the eight palace elders of Tianmen, and the heads of various sects will come to listen to the trial in person. The decision of life and death lies with Tianmen. If the charges are finally proven, Xuanqingmen will find it difficult to intervene.

Today the sky was a little gloomy, so gloomy that it was almost suffocating. "Sha-sha-" the fallen leaves on the ground swirled in the wind, adding to the bleakness and coldness of Lianfengtai.

Near noon, people outside came in one after another. Yichen was still bound by the invisible bone-breaking chain under the giant sword. After seven days, he looked much thinner, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a circle of dark green stubble at the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes seemed to have become much darker.

"Junior Brother Xiao..."

Fuling and others in the distance saw him look so haggard today, and their hearts felt like being stabbed by a needle. How did he survive these seven days...

Yi Huanzhen, Li Yuanzun, Mei Yuezun, Xuan Yangzun, and Cang Xuanjing also arrived early in the morning, but today was the Tianmen trial. Unless the situation got out of control, the seven Xuanqingzun could not intervene, so today, they could only stand outside to listen to the trial.

Among the seven Xuanqing masters, the head of the sect, Qingxuan Zhenren, has not come out since he went into seclusion. Ling Yin also did not show up today. It seems that she has not appeared in the past seven days.

"Maybe Master is disappointed in me..."

Yichen smiled bitterly in his heart. When he raised his head, he saw that the heads of various sects had come to Lianfengtai. In addition, there were many people from Tianmen, led by the four elders of "Qiankun Likan".