Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Yang Qingxuan, the antidote!"

Yi Kun was shocked and hurriedly asked Yang Qingxuan for medicine.

Yang Qingxuan himself was very shocked, shook his head solemnly, and said, "I have no cure."

Yi Kun was furious, and shouted: "That sword was transformed by your martial soul. You said you have no cure, who would believe it!"

Yang Qingxuan stared at him coldly and said, "Do you need to believe it?"

"you……!"

Yi Kun was startled for a while, although angry but startled, the coldness exuding from Yang Qingxuan's body made him feel a little scared.

Qing Buli stepped forward and said: "Qingxuan, don't be arrogant at this time, save Zuo Heng first and talk about it."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "I really have no cure. This is the first time I have seen this sword."

Qing Buli frowned, seeing her martial soul for the first time. This was unconvincing, but Yang Qingxuan's appearance did not seem to be a lie.

Among the crowd, Hua Ling trembled and muttered to himself: "I saw it for the first time... the first time I summoned this sword..."

"Save me, save me."

Zuo Heng cried loudly and crawled over from the ground with difficulty, "Yang Qingxuan, please help me, I don't want to die. I was wrong, I shouldn't be against you, only you are worthy of Wu Qiyue, I'm just a tuo It's just shit, it's not worth your action, please, you can spare my shit."

"puff."

"puff."

Two meat **** on his body exploded, and only half of his body remained. There were no internal organs in his chest, and black water was flowing out.

But the most frightening thing is that he is still immortal even in this way, watching his miserable situation clearly.

Yang Qingxuan frowned and sighed, never dreaming that the sword was so terrifying.

For the first time, he felt his martial soul, what a terrifying existence, how many terrifying sword souls there are in the endless sword mound.

Throughout the ages, in the infinite universe, all the exquisite swords have been buried here!

"puff!"

The meat ball on Zuo Heng's forehead exploded, his head was blown off in half, and thick black water came out from inside.

What's creepy is that even so, Zuo Heng seems to be alive, one leg is still shaking, and his mouth is closed, calling "Spare, spare, I was wrong..."

"Ah!"

Zuo Ming screamed in sorrow, seeing Aiko like this, knowing that it would be impossible to live, he lifted his palm, the air whirled, and he slapped it down suddenly!

"Boom!"

Zuo Heng's remnant body was shattered under a palm, and countless black water splashed around, frightening the students to evade in a hurry, for fear of getting a star.

Originally, the little ghost inside Zuo Heng screamed, with a sharp and piercing voice. But seeing a cloud of black air rising out of thin air, after a few grinning laughs, it disappeared completely.

"Yang-Qing-Xuan! My Zuo family is at odds with you!"

Zuo Ming's eyes were red and he roared.

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "When did the two stand together? Don't you have any responsibility for Zuo Heng's fate today? He is arrogant and lawless. It is not me who killed him, but he himself."

Zuo Ming roared: "Don't talk nonsense! Even if you said that the sky is falling, I will definitely avenge your beloved son!"

"Cut, stubborn, it's up to you."

Yang Qingxuan let out a cold voice, naturally not taking this threat to heart. As long as he moves forward, there will be no fear in this world.

There was weird silence in the entire square, and everyone gradually recovered from the terrible scene. Looking at it in disbelief, Zuo Heng was dead, which had a greater impact on them than the weird scene.

Wang Qing immediately went out and said, "Your Majesty, this Yang Qingxuan has a vicious mind and has no discipline. If he is left alone, he will become a demon in the future. In the opinion of a minister, he should be put to death immediately to avoid future troubles!"

Su Ze's face sank, he snorted, and stood up and said: "Your Majesty, Zuo Heng's death was an accident. No one would have expected it. What is the relationship with Yang Qingxuan?"

Wang Qing sneered and said: "How is it not? He used deadly poison, just holding the determination to kill the other person. This is a deliberate killing, not accidental!"

Su Ze still wanted to argue, Zuo Ming was the first to cry and said, "Your Majesty, please call the shots for the dog!"

Immediately several Zuo family forces stood up and shouted in unison: "Please also your Majesty be the master and severely punish the murderer!"

Su Yu put his right hand on the chair, his five fingers tapped on the armrest, he was full of thought, not knowing what he thought.

Chen Bo and Lan Yang looked at each other, both shook their heads slightly. Zuo Ming had lost his beloved son. If he came out to attack him at this time, he was afraid that he would directly provoke his upper body. I don't know what irrational things he would do.

"Wu Wang, what do you think?"

Su Yu said, pushing this hot potato to Qing Buli in one sentence, and said: "I once said that King Wu decides everything about the college."

"This……"

If it is an ordinary person who is killed, it will be fine. The court rules will deal with it a few times, and a few tricks will pass.

It was Zuo Heng who was partial to kill.

Qing Buli took a peek at Zuo Ming and then at Yang Qingxuan. One glared widened, his eyes flushed, and the other stood dignified. His face was indifferent, and his head was as big as a fight.

Zuo Ming gritted his teeth and said: "The King of Wu Weide is famous all over the world, and I hope I will be the master!"

"Ugh."

Qing Buli sighed and said: "This matter is a bit complicated. First take Yang Qingxuan to the detention office, and then the elders will discuss it before proceeding."

Everyone cursed in their hearts: "It really is the old fox, so please put things down first, so there is room for left and right."

Su Yu glanced at him lightly, and said: "The words of King Wu are reasonable and are in line with my intentions, so let's do what King Wu said first."

Qing Buli winked at Si Feiyu. Si Feiyu understood, and along with several teachers, took Yang Qingxuan away.

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, looked back at Wu Qiyue, and got the same knowing smile.

Without Caifeng's flying wings, his heart is clear and clear.

Zuo Ming watched Yang Qingxuan being taken away, with hatred in his eyes, but he was helpless for a while.

Su Yu returned to the palace surrounded by the crowd, and the crowds on the square dispersed, leaving some college teachers to clean up the scene. The big pit that was blown out and the damaged site needed a lot of effort to repair.

"Yang Qingxuan's martial soul...what is going on?"

In the crowd, Tan Tao sighed with dignity and horror, and disappeared with the crowd.

Hua Ling, who had the same doubts as him, came to a secluded corner alone, flashed the storage bracelet on his right hand, and took out a silk book.

Hua Ling's face was heavy and she slowly opened the silk book. She found that her nervous hands were trembling, and her palms were full of sweat.

The silk book is full of various patterns, colorful and very delicate.

There are muddy disks, sinks like mountains, arrogant oceans, purple inflammations like fire...

Holding the silk book tremblingly, she looked down one by one, her eyes falling on a sword print. The print was like a red dust, and it could be swung into a river. It was exactly the same as the Wuhun print on the center of Yang Qingxuan's brow!