612: The death of Gong Letian
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"Ha... I'm going to die... What does it have to do with me..." As if he was angry, Gong Letian looked at Mu Qiuniang reluctantly, just unwilling to say it.
"Hey! How can you do this?" Li Qiqi was dissatisfied immediately, "You have all this done. You are going to die now, why don't you explain it clearly? How many people do you want to harm?"
"Isn't that right? Cough... Master, I killed him, cough... Master, I will never... forget me for the rest of my life..." Gong Letian still looked at Mu Qiuniang with a smile on his lips.
Li Qiqi felt like she wanted to vomit blood.
Who are these people?
And Gong Letian just smiled and closed his eyes.
Mu Qiuniang didn't say a word during the whole process.
Murong couldn't help but mutter: "Master, you just coaxed him, so we won't be in vain for so long."
"Arong, how do you speak?" Zhan Jingshu scolded.
"Senior Brother, you almost died." Murong was a little dissatisfied.
"When you go back and write 1,000 words for inspection, you must all be respectful to the teacher and respect the truth." Zhan Jingshu ordered directly.
Murong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw the fierce look of the eldest brother, he stopped.
Who is he doing for?
Li Qiqi said: It’s right!
Humph! What can you say about the master?
Relying on his master as a relative all day, he is complacent and deserves it!
"Master, Gong Letian is dead, and our other clues have also been cut off. What should I do with the master?" When talking about Jiang Nuo, Zhan Jingshu suddenly thought of something, "No, Master, Master is in danger. The ghost who possessed Gong Letian just now often said that between me and Master, the master can only choose one. Now the master chooses to save me, and that master..."
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Jiang Nuo sat quietly in the room, staring at the wall in a daze.
Outside the iron railing, I also moved a chair and sat there.
It was the Cultivation Alliance that came to see the two. The cultivators who were moving under their noses looked at the inside, and then looked at the outside, and couldn't sit still.
"Hey, your master's man is inside, don't you care about it?"
He looked at him with his reputation.
"It's you, I'll ask you, you've been sitting here since you came in, what are you doing?" If this person hadn't been sitting here all the time, he could go out for a walk. Who would have been sitting here without moving and doing nothing?
Alas... But the leader also handed him a job and asked him to find out the news. If he found something, he would be rewarded.
If they kept not talking and just sat here, what would he ask for?
"If I don't sit here, then what am I doing?" said Mi Ming.
"Cha. Don't worry, there are no people here now. Even if you chat with him, as long as you don't say it, I won't say it, no one will know." While speaking, the cultivator also hinted at the thumb and index finger.
Mu Mingyu glanced at it: "But I have nothing to say now."
"How could it not be? That's your master's man. If such a big thing happened, you don't want to ask anything? Your master didn't tell you? If he was convicted, wouldn't you be afraid that your master would be sad?" someone reminded.
Chapter completed!