Everything returns to silence.

After packing up everything in the room, Lesang walked out with a swagger, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the barrier disappeared.

The night is still so deserted.

The next morning, Lesang was awakened by the endless noise. All the senior sisters who lived with him were not in the room, and it seemed that the outside was in an uproar.

After sorting it out slowly, Lesang walked out lazyly.

"Master, you can't die!"

"Master, wake up quickly!"

"Woo woo...Master..."

The shouts came from the direction of the practice room with the crying sound. Lesang swept lightly, and the vast crowd surrounded the practice room with a mess. Many female disciples had red eyes and couldn't help crying.

After strode over, Lesang casually pulled a senior brother and asked, "What's wrong with everyone?"

"Junior Sister Lesang, you don't know, Master... Master... He is gone!" The senior brother choked and said, turned his head, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Oh." Lesang nodded blankly, and his eyes widened: "What did you say, the master is gone?"

Because the sound was too loud, it instantly attracted the attention of several fellow students.

Lesangke didn't care about these things, so he pulled open the crowd and rushed in.

"Master, how could you leave without saying hello, Master!" Jianyi knelt in front of the body of the Sword Sect leader, with a sad face.

The master passed the position of sect leader to him yesterday, and went today! Why did this happen? How could the master leave just by saying that?

Compared to his deepest passion, Jianren seemed much cold-blooded. He just stood still, from beginning to end, without saying a word.

It seemed that the death of the sect leader was a painless thing for him.

However, it was true that the throne leader was not passed to him, so how could he feel sad for his death?

"Master, Master! Master!!!" Lesang stumbled in and rushed directly behind Jianyi.

Because of her appearance, Jianren was shocked and his breath became much more restrained in an instant. This witch had ulterior motives in entering the Sword Sect and had to be careful.

wrong……

Jianren suddenly thought of something and looked at Lesang with his eyes red.

Lesang naturally noticed his eyes, looked back at him, and smiled silently.

It was this smile that made Jianren cold from the beginning to the soles of his feet.

After taking a few steps, he pointed to Lesang excitedly: "You killed... the master was killed by you... the witch... you killed the master..."

Everyone was silent and their crying stopped.

Jianyi turned around in surprise: "Senior Brother, what are you talking about?"

Jianren pointed at Lesang's hand trembling when he heard this: "The master was killed by this witch. The master did not die due to illness. The master was killed by this witch. It must be her!"

"sky……"

"No way..."

“…It’s actually Junior Sister Lesang…”

The crowd suddenly became boiling, and no one would have thought that the master's death was related to the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Lesang seemed very calm about Jianren's testimony. She took a deep breath and looked back at the seniors: "I also think something is strange about the master's death, but I think everyone has to think about who the murderer is.

I, Lesang, had just entered the master's sect. Everyone knows how many abilities I have. I said I killed my master, do I have that ability?"
Chapter completed!