"Well? Then Zhuo Wen blew himself up and died? The remaining pictures on his body were also wiped out with his self-destruction?"
The middle-aged scribe narrowed his eyes and stared at the handsome woman he was supporting with an unkind expression.
The dozens of people following the middle-aged scribe were talking a lot, and the content of their discussion was very simple. They didn't believe what Nujun said at all.
"My respected Lord of the Three Tribes! No one seems to believe what you say. I also think your words are too childish. I hope you won't hide anything anymore. If you have something to say, just say it. As long as you say it
, we won’t make things difficult for you!”
The middle-aged scribe looked at Nvjun with a smile, looking very warm, but Nvjun could clearly feel that there was a deep chill hidden behind the middle-aged scribe's smile.
Nvjun was troubled in her heart. She did tell the truth, but no one believed it.
"Everyone, what I said is really true! If you don't believe it... I can let go and let you check my memory!"
Nujun clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice.
The old man Ming Deng, the middle-aged scribe, and everyone else were shocked by Nv Jun's words, and their eyes showed contemplation.
Nvjun is willing to let go of her soul for them to check. Does this mean that the former is really not lying?
You must know that the soul is the most important place for a monk. Letting go of the soul is actually equivalent to handing the right to life into the hands of the other party.
Nvjun was obviously frightened by the power of so many strong men before she finally decided to make this decision.
"Since the Lord of the Three Clans is so frank, it would be disrespectful for us to be disrespectful. So please, Lord of the Three Tribes, you!"
The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly. Although he was surprised that Nvjun could do this, he was not so easy to trust others, so he still had to prepare to see Nvjun's memory.
Nujun smiled bitterly, gritted her teeth and said: "My lord, I will leave the memory of my soul to you. If you confirm it, can you testify for me?"
Although Nvjun's soul is powerful, if it were to be inspected by so many people, it would probably be severely damaged. That's why she made this request, hoping to minimize the damage.
The middle-aged scribe thought for a moment, then looked at the people behind him. After everyone unanimously agreed, he nodded and said, "Of course."
Nvjun breathed a sigh of relief, no longer resisting, and began to gradually let go of the superficial defenses of her soul, accepting the exploration of the middle-aged scribe's spiritual consciousness.
The handsome woman closed her eyes slightly, with a look of pain on her face.
The people gathered around were staring at the handsome lady and the middle-aged scribe with various thoughts.
Among the people, Xu Zhou and Zi You looked at each other, and they both saw the worry in their eyes.
When Nvjun told the story about the place where Zhuo Wen blew himself up and died, the two of them refused to believe it. After all, Zhuo Wen had such a life-saving treasure as the Eye of the Void.
However, now that Nvjun is willing to let go of her soul, this makes the two of them feel guilty. Could it be that Nvjun really didn't lie, and Zhuo Wen really blew himself up?
Under everyone's nervous gaze, time passed slowly. Finally, the middle-aged scribe withdrew the palm he had placed on Nu Jun's Tianling Point, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
And everyone's eyes also withdrew from the handsome lady, and all fell on the middle-aged scribe. They held their breath, waiting for the middle-aged scribe to speak.
The middle-aged scribe smiled bitterly and said: "I checked Nvjun's memory, and she... did not lie. In her memory, Zhuo Wen did self-destruct!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and the noise continued.
Xu Zhou, Zi You and the mysterious woman could not help but shrink their pupils, and they felt even more incredible.
"What's going on with this Zhuo Wen? He doesn't use the life-saving things, but chooses to self-destruct instead. He... is he going to make us angry to death?" Ziyou whispered through gritted teeth.
"There must be something fishy about this matter! Based on my understanding of Zhuo Wen, he is not the kind of reckless man who is simple-minded and only knows how to act recklessly!" Xu Zhou said calmly and authentically.
The mysterious woman who was silent at first also spoke, saying: "What Xu Zhou said is right. Although I have not had much contact with Zhuowen, I have witnessed his various performances in the Wujin Mountains. He is resourceful and extremely cunning.
The little guy.”
"I suspect that this little guy may have used some kind of deceit to deceive this handsome woman. In fact, he is still alive, and may even have sneaked away to a deserted place to hide."
Ziyou and the other two looked thoughtful and nodded secretly in their hearts. They also believed that what Xu Zhou and the mysterious woman said made sense.
"If Zhuo Wen really escapes, will he look for us again?" Zi You frowned slightly.
"This matter is uncertain. Let's try to contact Zhuo Wen again after this place is over! If he is really trustworthy, he will definitely reply to our message!" Xu Zhou whispered.
Next, Xu Zhou, Zi You and others stopped talking and acted like good actors. Matching the expressions of the people around them, they also showed expressions of surprise and disbelief.
"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Then how could Zhuo Wen self-destruct? There is a residual picture on him!"
"I don't believe it. This handsome lady must be playing tricks on her soul. In fact, Zhuo Wen has been hidden by her!"
"..."
The crowd was excited, and everyone stretched their necks like ducks, questioning the handsome lady one after another.
Nvjun's face turned pale. She had never seen such a scene before. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. There were many Dharma peaks in the universe here.
The strong man of the peak.
If these strong men attack her even if they disagree with each other, how can she survive?
The middle-aged scribe's face turned cold, and he shouted loudly, the sound waves filled with a heavy and terrifying pressure as thick as a mountain.
The crowd, who were originally in high spirits, suddenly became quiet after the middle-aged scribe shouted at them.
Obviously, the middle-aged scribe is considered a strong person among this group of people, so his shouting can be so effective.
"Everyone, I have thoroughly investigated the female handsome soul, and there is indeed no problem. Regarding this, I can swear an oath of heaven." The middle-aged scribe said solemnly.
The middle-aged scribes had already mentioned this, and everyone calmed down.
Xu Zhou, Ziyou and the other five people frowned. They didn't believe Nvjun's statement at all, but the middle-aged scribe swore an oath of heaven again. If what Nvjun said was a lie, he couldn't be so stupid.
It’s the one who made the oath of heaven.
"Is that Zhuo Wen really dead? How could it be?" Ziyou muttered to herself, her eyes full of evil.
Xu Zhou, the mysterious woman and the other four people also had sad faces. They didn't believe that Zhuo Wen was dead, but now they had to believe it.
"kindness?"
Xu Zhou suddenly felt something, and the communication jade talisman on his waist flashed faintly.
He looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he quietly took off the communication jade talisman. The moment he discovered the name of the sender of the communication jade talisman, his pupils tightened involuntarily, and his body couldn't help but
The ground trembles.
Started shaking.
Ziyou looked at Xu Zhou who had lost his composure somewhat strangely. In his impression, Xu Zhou had always been mature, steady and confident.
This was the first time he had seen him lose his temper like this. (To be continued)