There was a silence above the square, looking at the situation quietly, many people still didn't understand what was going on.

Many people naturally knew Mo Cheng, but at this time, Yun Len suddenly mentioned this matter, and there was undoubtedly something wrong with him. Does he still think that the person who killed Mo Cheng was Xiao Yan?

This thought flashed through my heart, and everyone was a little funny. You know, Mo Cheng has been a powerful man who has been promoted to the fighting spirit for many years, but Xiao Yan is only a great fighter at most. The gap between the two is like a separation between heaven and earth. How could Xiao Yan be related to this matter?

Ignoring the whispers in the square, Yunling just stared at Xiao Yan, waiting for his answer.

The palms in the sleeve robe trembled slightly, Xiao Yan pursed his lips tightly, took a deep breath in his heart, suppressed the aggravated heartbeat, slowly turned around, and faced the huge square and countless Yunlan Sect disciples again, with a quiet voice as clear as the breeze, echoing the square: "What does Elder Yunling mean? Do you think Mo Cheng is the one I killed?"

"Is that right?" He laughed softly, Yun Ling pointed at Ge Ye beside him, and a low voice resounded: "Yanran and Ge Ye happened to attend Mo Cheng's birthday, so they happened to be on the scene. Ge Ye personally fought with the mysterious man. During the fight, he saw the face of the mysterious man, but because he glanced at him in a hurry, it was a little blurry. It was not until just now that he dared to be sure that the mysterious man was you, Xiao Yan!!"

His eyes suddenly opened, and Yunlei shouted loudly.

silence!

Silence as dead!

The atmosphere in the huge square seemed to have solidified at this moment, and the expressions on everyone's faces were stiff at this moment.

With a series of dull eyes, he looked at Yunling, who was covered in sarcastic faces. His brain, which was originally operating, slowly stopped working under this shocking bomb.

Above the giant tree, Famo and Jia Lao were both stunned by Yun Len's words. Jia Lao rushed over to the Yancheng incident himself.

So, he knew that the mysterious man who killed Mo Cheng would definitely not be weaker than himself. If Xiao Yan was the one who killed Mo Cheng, wouldn’t his real strength be on the same level as them?

A teenager who just got between a teenager and a young man is a powerful fighting emperor? Even if you beat the mother to practice, it would be absolutely impossible!

The two looked at each other and frowned. Although they knew that Xiao Yan would be the mysterious man's guess was very funny, their knowledge was far from comparable to those disciples of Yunlan Sect. Yun Ling's words seemed extremely ridiculous. However, with his identity, would he say these extremely absurd words for no reason?

Or, does he really have evidence that Xiao Yan is the one who killed Mo Cheng?

If it is true, that little guy named Xiao Yan would be so scary, right?

Behind Famo and Kaxingtian, who were full of doubts, were Nalan Jie, Mu Chen and others.

But at this time, they also entered a state of dullness. Yun Leng's words had a very big impact on them. If what he said was true, then, wouldn't it mean that the strength Xiao Yan showed now is only the tip of his iceberg?

In the frozen atmosphere of the whole field, Xiao Yan raised his head and slowly swept across the square. The dullness on everyone's face was taken into the eyes. After a while, his eyes remained on the pretty face of Nalan Yanran.

He suddenly chuckled, turned his eyes to Yunling, and said, "Elder Yunling, I am deeply regretful of the death of Deacon Mo Cheng of Guizong. However, this does not mean that you can slander others at will. Everyone knows that Mo Cheng is a powerful Dou Ling. When the mysterious man killed him, he was extremely neat. Judging from these, the latter's strength is probably at least at the level of the Dou King. Do you think I have that strength? If so, isn't that a bit too proud?"

"And the evidence you mentioned is just a one-sided statement from Ge Ye. With this, it would be a bit ridiculous to want to judge me as the man of Sha Mo Cheng?"

Looking at the smiling Xiao Yan coldly, Yun Leng knew that he would make excuse for himself like this. To be honest, if it weren't for Ge Ye's life, even he himself wouldn't be sure that Xiao Yan would be the mysterious person.

After all, the two are basically like the separation between heaven and earth, how can they be involved?

He sighed in his heart, and remembered Ge Ye's previous fearful look that was not as if he was fake, he calmed down a little again. His eyes suddenly turned to Nalan Yanran beside him and said in a deep voice: "Yanran, you were also present that day. Although you have never seen the other person's appearance, you should know a little about the figures of both of them or some special places, right?"

Yun Leng's words immediately pulled the audience's eyes to Nalan Yanran, who had a slightly pale face, including Xiao Yan, who was standing on the edge of the square.

The sudden question made Nalan Yanran, who was still in a mess, stunned for a moment. She slowly turned her head, stared at the indifferent and beautiful face, and then her eyes turned carefully up and down her body.

As Nalan Yanran glanced, everyone on the square suddenly raised their hearts. At this time, although Nalan Yanran's words did not dare to say that they had a decisive effect, they did not increase the suspicion of Xiao Yan.

The atmosphere was quieter in the square again. After a while, Nalan Yanran withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and said slowly: "Great Elder, the mysterious man of that day was wearing a wide robe and covering his actual figure, so I can't tell his identity."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan felt relieved, while Yun Leng and others looked a little ugly.

"By the way, I remember that when the mysterious man killed Mo Cheng, he once cast a very terrifying white flame!"

A slightly sharp voice suddenly shouted from Ge Ye's mouth, whose face turned red.

"White flame?" Uchiha Madara's eyes lit up and she looked at Haebadong beside her.

Haibodong didn't know why he was suddenly excited, but he couldn't have a premonition that something bad might happen.

"Is it such a flame?" Ban said, and with a single finger, a white spark emitting cold air appeared.

Haibodong sniffed in a breath and said in a lost voice, "How could this flame be on you, Senior?"

Mada smiled and did not answer.

As an old-fashioned Douhuang powerful man, Haibodong has already guessed something after changing his mind.

"Is Senior Madara going to help Xiao Yan and me take the blame? But why?"  ..
Chapter completed!