The fake daughter can be salty or sweet

The day of coronation has arrived.

The coronation ceremony of the wolf tribe is very grand and wolf-style.

However, just when the wolf elders were about to loudly announce that Xi Jin became the leader of the wolf tribe and give him the crown, Xi Ting suddenly ran over with his teeth bared, pointing at Xi Jin and shouting: "He is not Xi Jin, he is fake, the real Xi Jin was killed last night."

Yang Zizi looked at Xi Ting and really wanted to run up and tear his mouth apart. It was really out of thin air.

Everyone looked at Xi Jin with suspicion and was half-believing and half-doubting Xi Ting's words.

"Brother, you are becoming more and more confident in yourself, or do you look down on me, your younger brother!"

Yang Zizi saw Xi Jin so cold for the first time. He had a sunny and clean face, and he really had the momentum of a king when he was cold.

"What evidence do you have to prove that our leader is fake?" Someone began to doubt his words and asked him to produce evidence.

"Last night, I was about to go to my brother's room to congratulate him, but I didn't expect to see a man in black who killed my brother and disguised himself as him. He must be a devil who wants to destroy our wolf tribe like he destroyed angels."

The tribe members began to panic.

They werewolves are not enough to threaten the devil, why would the devil suddenly care about them.

"Shut up!" Yang Zizi suddenly stood up and said to him.

"You are really good at shirking the blame. You even let the devil out. Now let me restore the truth."

"In fact, Xi Ting is the real murderer who killed Xi Jin!"

Everyone was surprised and half-believing. After all, everyone in the wolf tribe knew Xi Ting's wolfish ambitions and wanted to seize the position of leader. They just didn't know that he would kill his own brother for the position of leader.

"Last night, it was Xi Ting who broke into Xi Jin's room and killed him."

"What evidence do you have?" Xi Ting looked at Yang Zizi viciously.

"Of course I have evidence!" Yang Zizi took out her phone slowly and showed them a photo. Although it was Xi Ting's back as he ran away, his size could not deceive people.

"What can a photo prove?" Xi Ting was obviously panicking, but in front of the tribe, he had to act more innocent than anyone else and must not lose his composure.

"And this knife!" Yang Zizi took out the knife that Xi Ting had stabbed into Xi Jin's heart.

Because Xi Ting was both scared and panicked at the time, he forgot to take his knife away, leaving evidence behind.

The tribesmen accused Xi Ting of being crazy and unworthy of being in the same tribe with them.

"So what if it's me?" Xi Ting finally couldn't bear it anymore. From childhood to adulthood, Xi Jin was better than him in every way, more popular with the tribesmen than him, and more capable than him. He had long been jealous, but he had been enduring it just to maintain his image outside for the position of leader.

"Mind your business, today, I must kill you." Xi Ting suddenly attacked Yang Zizi.

Yang Zizi had nowhere to escape, waiting for a knife to fall on his head.

She didn't feel any pain for a long time. When she raised her head, she saw Xi Jin fighting with him. It didn't take long for him to be beaten and handed over to the soldiers.

"Are you okay?" Xi Jin ran over to ask about Yang Zizi's injury.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" In front of so many people, she naturally had to maintain her face and waved her hand generously.