"Zitong, don't be rude to the dean." Ma Qichang was busy scolding Zitong, while not forgetting to wink at her.
In Dongzhou Blood Lian, Ma Qichang also had a good impression of Zi Tong. Now that he knew that she was the daughter of Zi Die and Jimo Qingliu, he loved her even more.
You must know that her parents were very prestigious in the college back then, and Jimo Qingliu was a kind-hearted person. Both students and instructors respected him very much.
When the knife theft happened, everyone was very puzzled. What he did made countless people lament that they had no wife.
Now that it is known that this couple actually left a child, the vice-dean, who has experienced past events and has some friendship with Zi Tong's parents, is also particularly caring for Zi Tong.
"Dean Ma, you don't have to plead for me. He won't let me go today." Zi Tong smiled lightly and looked at the dean who was obviously getting angry. "Dean, if you haven't taken action yet, aren't you afraid?"
I will present evidence to prove that you are the instigator behind this, and prove that the sandworm infestation in Dongzhou and the death of Mr. Xue were all your fault."
"Zitong, don't talk nonsense." The dean said angrily.
Zi Tong suddenly stretched out her left hand, light flashed between her fingers, and a paper roll appeared in her hand.
"Look... it was given to me by Mr. Xue. There is enough evidence on it to prove that he did all of this, whether it was the sandworm problem, Mr. Xue's death, or even my father's break into the treasure house.
, it’s all a conspiracy.” Zi Tong glanced at the dean and threw the paper in her hand into the air, “Everyone, look carefully, the truth is inside!”
The dean's pupils narrowed.
brush!
Fengyun Blade made a soft sound and automatically came out from the stone surface. The blade turned and the blade flashed. The paper roll thrown into the air by Purple Eyes was immediately cut into pieces.
Everyone on and off the stage was shocked.
"Ha--" Looking at the shreds of paper falling in the air, Zi Tong laughed out loud, ""You really have a guilty conscience and want to destroy the evidence in such a hurry. Has the dean finally revealed his true face?
"
She raised her hand and took a piece of paper.
"It's a pity that you were deceived. This is just a map without any evidence."
Tightening, holding the piece of paper between her fingers, Zi Tong raised her right hand.
"Dean Ma, gentlemen and brothers and sisters, do you see clearly? This is your beloved dean. Because he was afraid that I would expose him, he did not hesitate to take the initiative to destroy my paintings." Zi Tong raised his hand, with his index finger far away.
Pointing to the dean, "Now, do you have anything else to say?"
Everyone's eyes fell on the dean.
If it weren't for the guilty conscience, the dean and Ben would not have taken action to destroy Zi Tong's so-called evidence.
Could it be said that those things were really his doing?
"Master Dean, you...why is this?" Ma Qichang also frowned.
"Because, she...must die!" the dean said coldly behind the mask.
Fengyun Blade turned its head in the air, pointed the tip of the blade at Zi Tong, and stabbed straight at him.
Zi Tong was on guard for a long time, and when she saw the knife moving, she hurriedly dodged. However, without thinking, her body seemed to be in mercury, unable to move at all.
The knife cut through the air and stabbed straight into her chest.
"President!"
Chen Feng shouted loudly and waved his sword to protect Zi Tong, trying to help her block the knife.
"Purple Eyes!"
Zi Tong shouted urgently, and the Fengyun Blade brushed against Shen Feng's sword and went straight into his chest.