A long sigh came from the mountain gate of Lingshan Sect.
Sect leader Mo Dongqing brought a group of elders and disciples to Lu Xia,
"The eldest lady came to our Lingshan Sect today. I don't know why." Mo Dongqing said lightly.
Lu Xia roared viciously: "That little beast Yang Chen killed my husband, call him out!"
It seemed that because she was too angry, the fat on Lu Xia's body was still trembling.
Mo Dongqing's expression was as usual: "I already know about this matter. Although the eldest lady said that Young Master Nangong was killed by Yang Chen, you don't have enough evidence. You want me to make friends with the Lingshan Sect, and you, the Lu family, are in trouble.
It’s too domineering!”
A powerful aura suddenly emanated from Mo Dongqing's body.
He was originally a strong man in the Divine Soul Realm, but his cultivation at this time was even more powerful, and he was almost approaching the Inscription Realm.
Several guards stared at Mo Dongqing nervously, fearing that the other party would take action against Lu Xia.
Lu Xia, however, disagreed and sneered: "Who do you think your Lingshan Sect is? To tell you the truth, if my Lu family wanted to destroy all these miscellaneous sects like yours, it would be just a matter of effort. Do you really think that I can do that?"
Care what you think?"
Mo Dongqing argued: "No one can touch a disciple of my Lingshan Sect before there is concrete evidence!"
"Seeking death!" A look of ferocity appeared on Lu Xia's face.
She grew up in a fine life, and because she was Lu Zhenhai's daughter, no one dared to disobey her wishes.
"If anything happens, come to me and don't embarrass my sect." A clear voice suddenly sounded from the mountain gate.
I saw a handsome young man in his early teens walking out of the mountain gate with flying strides and shouting loudly.
What he was wearing was clearly the attire of the chief disciple of the Lingshan Sect.
Behind him, the disciples of Lingshan Sect also followed, looking at Lu Xia with angry expressions.
"I am Yang Chen! Nangong Xuan was not killed by me at all. If you want to frame him, you are probably looking for the wrong person!" The young man shouted loudly.
Seeing that Yang Chen actually dared to come out, Lu Xia could no longer hide the ferocious expression on her face.
"You little beast, how dare you run out!" Lu Xia gritted her teeth.
Yang Chen looked directly at Lu Xia: "What am I afraid of coming out for? If I didn't kill the person, I naturally have a clear conscience."
"Hahaha, you have a clear conscience. You killed my future husband, and now you dare to talk so shamelessly here. Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Lu Xia roared angrily.
Mo Dongqing frowned and said, "Miss Lu, do you have any evidence? Yang Chen is my disciple, and you are not someone you can slander casually!"
Now, he is also angry.
This Lu Xia came over and accused his disciple without saying a word, which made him feel very angry.
A trace of contempt flashed in Lu Xia's eyes: "If you want evidence, you can. I just have a witness here."
She turned her head and said loudly: "Go and bring that person up."
The Lu family guards quickly walked up with a one-armed young man on their backs.
"Senior Brother Liu Mu, is that you?"
"How is it possible? How could Senior Brother Liu Mu come out to testify against Yang Chen?"
Everyone felt a sense of astonishment.
The one-armed young man in front of him was suddenly Liu Mu, a former disciple of the Lingshan Sect.
He wanted to break into Tianchi at that time, but later disturbed Lu Yu and cut off one of his arms, becoming a one-armed man.
At this time, Liu Mu stared at Yang Chen with jealous and resentful eyes, and suddenly pointed at him and said: "Miss Lu, she is the young master Nangong Xuan who killed him. I can testify."