Since Ye Wuhen appeared in three thousand generations, he has made countless enemies, not just Tang Feng.

Ye Wuhen's excellence is enough to arouse many jealous people.

Perhaps, someone took advantage of the brotherhood of Tang Feng and Xu Shan to specially set up this game.

He Jinnan thought so in his heart.

The disciples around all looked at the unruly young man, with strange eyes.

This guy is a suspect, and the evidence from all sides is conclusive, and they all point to her. He may be convicted of being a murderer at any time and sent to the boundless hell.

What is waiting for her is likely to be doomed.

This guy is so good, without any embarrassment or worry. His handsome face is full of spring breeze, a gentle smile, revealing white teeth, shining light, and shaking eyes.

This made disciples of all races watching in the Swallowing Sky Square seriously suspected that she was not a suspect of Raush, that she was about to ascend the throne or the day of her wedding.

Sexy bag!

Luo Cheng was speechless.

How can there be such a sexy man in the world?

It really made him feel overwhelmed.

Mr. Zhang and the guards of the military adjudication army looked at each other, dumbfounded, and looked at the boy with a dumb look on his face.

Those who don’t know thought he received some rewards and praises.

"My younger generation Ye Wuhen, I have met Mr. Zhang."

When he came to Mr. Zhang, he sang in a hurry and showed respect. He closed the jade bone fan and inserted it into his waist seal. He then bounced the dust, brushed his sleeves gently, and bowed seriously.

He looks so elegant and handsome as the wind, and he has a kind of charm derived from his bones. The artificial bowing ceremony cannot cover up her romantic playboy at all.

Old Zhang and the young man stared at each other with big eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly. He was so old that he had seen countless people, but this was the first time he had seen Ye Wuhen.

It's fresh!

"Old Zhang..." Tang Feng reminded in a low voice.

Old Zhang came to his senses and thought of the serious matter. He immediately put his hands behind him, with a stern face, as cold as ice.

"Ye Wuhen, please put a wisp of darkness into Devil May Cry."

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, the guard immediately moved forward wisely, stepped on the ground, jumped up, and the strength of his feet was windy. He stood upright in front of Devil May Cry.

The guard opened the bottle plug of the medicine bottle, turned his wrist slightly, and the mouth of the bottle tilted, and saw a wisp of evil energy in the bottle swallowed by Devil May Cry

Clean.

"Young Master Ye, it's your place." The guard turned around and looked at Ye Wuhen.

Tang Feng looked at the weird Devil May Cry, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

As long as the dark aura on Xu Shan’s corpse is verified, it is the evil aura on Ye Wuhen’s body, and it is a foregone conclusion that Ye Wuhen is a murderer.

These days, Ye Wuhen has caused him to destroy the token of the ancestor of Qinglian, and in front of him, he penetrated the body of the Nanshan clan leader with an arrow.

Not only that, the matter of the formation materials of the next clan in the next tribe caused him to suffer huge losses and he lost all his money!

This time, he will knock Ye Wuhen into the abyss and never turn over!

Tang Feng's eyes were ferocious, his face was distorted, and he even felt a sense of comfort and pleasure all over his body.

It's almost gone, Ye Wuhen's disaster will soon be.

In front of Tang Feng's vision, the young man heard the guard's words and was about to fly away. Suddenly, he paused his feet and turned around and looked at Tang Feng with a smile: "Master Tang, open your dog's eyes wide and let me see clearly."

Tang Feng's face was slightly stiff, as black as the bottom of a pot, but it soon returned to normal.

When a person is about to die, he forgives Ye Wuhen's youthful ignorance and reckless collision.

After all, he is a great master of the Tang Sect, so why should he argue with a dying boy?

Thinking of this, Tang Feng grinned and looked at Qingge in a terrifying manner, as if he was looking at a cold, lifeless corpse!

The boy flew over red clothes and rose lightly. In the cold wind, his toes were tapped on the ground, his body was as light as a swallow, and he came to the front of Devil May Cry.

Below her feet were the strange scenes reflected by Devil May Cry, the Forget River, the Naihe Bridge, the Next Life Tree, and the unintentional girl.

Qingge couldn't help but look down at the girl. For some reason, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, and it seemed to be penetrated by a sharp needle.

The dull pain at that moment made her frown.

The girl lost her heart and was very similar to her.

Her heart had long been lost.

Is it thrown into Fengshan that collapsed in the previous life, or is it in the heavy snow on the Four-Star Dragon and Phoenix Mountain?

Without the support of Zi Yuehua, wouldn’t she be like that girl, without a heart, an empty black hole?

Qingge is stagnant, and in the vision of thousands of people, his emotions become unpredictable.

In the eyes of most people, they only think that the young man is guilty and he is even more convinced of Tang Feng's idea.

This young man is likely to be a killer

The people who harmed Xushan.

After all, she hesitated and she dared not use her dark aura.

Seeing this, Tang Feng pulled his face and squeezed out a stormy smile.

He is even more confident.

...

"What's going on?" Lu Chen frowned: "Dad, what's wrong with Uncle Ye?"

Why did it suddenly feel heartbreaking and sad?

At that moment, Lu Chen was thinking about what his uncle Ye had experienced in the past to make such sadness.

She is like a dead tree growing in the desolate, wandering in hopelessness, but also sharp and sharp.

She was thorny, and she was covered in thorny all over her body.

Lu Wenshan's eyes were moist, "Your Uncle Ye..."

There were two people next to him looking at this scene.

Yin Liangsha and Ye Wei.

One is Princess Chaoyang of the Northern Moon Dynasty, and the other is Princess of the Demons in the Deep Abyss.

They know more than anyone else what kind of blood and tears the boy's past is, what kind of death and life are, and how hard they are!

...

In front of Devil May Cry, the song was floating.

She still maintained that position and looked down at the boy swinging in hell.

One, two, three...

Swaying and swaying.

She was wearing a black dress, revealing her shoulders and two pale arms, and her slender hands clutched the red ropes on both sides of the swing.

Her legs were hanging down weakly.

Thin and long.

It's just a pathological paleness that makes people dare not get close to it.

Looking closely, the snow-white skin and the arm of the left hand had several interlaced scars.

When Qingge watched again, as the girl swinged, she saw a painting in her arms holding her.

It is a black and white portrait.

Like someone's portrait.

Suddenly, the girl raised her head and looked at Qingge.

There is no terror or panic.

Her face was bright and charming.

Her eyes were written with drunkenness.

Her lips were bitten gently.

She tied her soft and smooth ponytails, and a circle of black silk wrapped around her neck.

When laughing, it is innocent and innocent, and the eyes are like white moonlight, which is actually clean without impurities.

"Sister, have you seen my heart?" She looked at Qingge blankly,
Chapter completed!