"Tang Xiaoyao, tell them what the truth is." Qingge said softly.
Tang Xiaoyao looked at him, and seemed to be greatly inspired.
He turned around, faced Luocheng, politely arched his fist, and said, "Master Luo, the topographic map was not my hand, it was someone imitating my notes. As for the marrow-cutting pill, I don't know who is the one who has a terrain.
, I put it on my desk, and I picked up the marrow dan, and the Tang Sect army surrounded me and said that I was the murderer, aggressive and did not give me a chance to explain."
"I will go to the martial arts dungeon to find Ye Yuan Master today. It was because I was trapped in some kind of despair, but I had a slight desire to survive. I wanted to find a way to survive."
Tang Xiaoyao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he unbuttoned his waist, his clothes fell off, and he kept a pair of shorts.
His body was covered with dense scars.
The scars, at first glance, look hideous and ugly, twisted like sluts, making people feel chilled.
Tang Xiaoyao's eyes were moist, pointing at the scars on his body and said, "My body has biting marks, scars, and signs of burning fire."
"Do you think someone in the Tang Sect abused me? No, no."
"It's me that's not good, it's me that's sick, it's me that I live in sorrow every day, it's me that draws the ground into a prison and binds myself."
"In every difficult night, after every thing I can't understand, I will take a knife and cut my flesh."
"I will bite myself hard at the extremely painful moment. When I see a candlestick, I will burn myself with candlelight."
"Yes, I can't survive anymore. I have the courage to jump and die safely anytime, anywhere."
"This is my purpose in going to the martial arts dungeon. You said, what should a person who seeks death every day do to do the Marrow Pill? Will the death be more decent?"
Speaking of this, Tang Xiaoyao's eyes were bloodshot. He closed his eyes, raised his head, and suddenly grinned.
He stood in a pair of shorts, invisibly standing in the Tiantian Square, spreading his arms, feeling the cold wind of winter, blowing every part of his body.
He had long since wanted this broken body.
His soul was also broken in repeated sorrows. No one in this world cherishes him or understands him.
It's good in the morning, dusk
Well, in his eyes, there was hopeless blood.
Tang Xiaoyao said: "Master Luo, I don't know what happened, and I don't know why some people imitate the handwriting of a pedestal disciple of me to draw a topographic map. All I can do is to put everything I know,
Tell it truthfully. As for the truth, I don't care."
Qingge looked at the wound on Tang Xiaoyao's body and pursed his lips tightly.
A figure slowly walked towards him.
Lu Chen stopped beside Tang Xiaoyao. Tang Xiaoyao was slightly stunned when he saw Lu Chen.
That day, Lu Chen knelt in Qiankun Hall, no one cared about it. It was Tang Xiaoyao who was trembling in the cold wind and put on a coat.
"You have to care about the truth. Only when the truth is revealed, you can't live or die, you will be innocent and upright."
Lu Chen squatted down and picked up the clothes that Tang Xiaoyao had untied. In front of tens of thousands of disciples of various tribes, he personally put on the clothes that Tang Xiaoyao took off one by one.
Lu Chen wrapped his hands around Tang Xiaoyao's waist, wrapped his waist seal for Tang Xiaoyao, then looked at Tang Xiaoyao's eyes and said word by word: "I am your friend from afar, Lu Chen."
Many days ago, Lu Chen fell into the sun, suffered all the humiliation, kissed the slaves' uppers, and Tang Xiaoyao put on his clothes to keep the cold.
Now, Tang Xiaoyao is besieged by the army and jumped into the Yellow River to be unable to clear the suspicion of injustice. He took off his clothes in public to prove his innocence, and he dressed for Tang Xiaoyao!
Including today, they only have two encounters, but that bond is deeply rooted in the bones.
It is all a friendship that shares weal and woe, how can we forget it?
Tang Xiaoyao clenched his hands tightly, his whole body trembling.
He lowered his head and widened his eyes. Tears as big as beans overflowed from his eyes, all dripping on the hot ground of Tuntian Square.
He was bullied and never cried!
On the cold winter day, I cleaned the snow in front of the hall and never cried!
Being alone and desolate for many years has only added some scars.
But when his whole body was cold, the warmth that Lu Chen gave made him feel the grievances and sadness over the years vented all of his heart.
Some people can smile like flowers on cliffs and dance on the tip of a knife, but they can't face the warmth given by others.
Lu Chen stretched out his hand, patted Tang Xiaoyao on the back, and comforted him: "I'm waiting, the moment the truth is revealed. I believe in you, and I also believe in my Uncle Ye, and I will never kill the Grandmaster.
Things come! I believe more, martial arts will give you justice!"
Qingge glanced at Lu Chen and Tang Xiaoyao indifferently. What happened to the sudden smell of chrysanthemum fragrance?
Why are the chrysanthemums so angry?
Tang Xiaoyao nodded heavily.
He had a little more desire to survive, he began to care about the truth of the matter, he wanted to live...
No, maybe, he just wanted to sit down and have a cup of tea with this man named Lu Chen on one day in the future.
"Tang Xiaoyao, these are just one-sided words of yours. You are still quibbling and not pleading guilty?" The little servant beside Tang Feng said angrily.
Tang Xiaoyao ignored it and straightened his back.
The little servant suddenly had a palm in the air and a flame palm blade shot out and smashed into Tang Xiaoyao's face.
Suddenly, Luo Cheng flew over, glared at him, shouted softly, and the flame palm blade was shattered.
Luo Cheng raised his eyes, his eyes were as thunderous as he glared at the servant.
With a glance, the pressure dissipated like a storm!
The waiter only felt stinging eyes, dull chest pain, dizzy and dizzy, and his feet were unable to support him, so he almost fell backwards.
Luo Cheng looked at the young servant coldly: "The truth has not been found out yet, and the matter needs to be verified. How can you, a little slave, take action?"
"Master Tang, you have taught an amazing slave!" Luo Cheng looked at Tang Feng and shouted loudly.
Tang Feng frowned with expressionless face.
Tang Xiaoyao's undressing in public was beyond his expectations.
It's a bit tricky thing, but fortunately, the problem is not big and will not affect the overall situation.
Tang Feng said: "Tang Xiaoyao, these injuries prove that you are the culprit."
Tang Xiaoyao suddenly looked at Tang Feng.
A cold light emerged in Qingge's eyes.
Ginger is still spicy.
Then Tang Xiaoyao said sternly: "You are just a traitor disciple, you are mediocre and mediocre. You live in the lowest level world, you are depressed! So, you want to change this situation, you want to find Ye Yuan Master
Instruct you, but when you see Xue Hui in the cage, you think of Xue Hui's hatred for Master Xu back then. You find that Master Ye Yuan is an ambitious person, so if you have the desire to survive, you still
I want to strengthen my strength! You coincide with each other, one wants to devour Grandmaster Xu’s true energy!”