All the disciples of Muxi were aware of it and furious, and moved their hands to the hilt of the sword.

Cheng Xiaorou clearly remembers that when her father and Zhizhuzun passed away, Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai came to pay their respects at the last moment of the mourning. Today, these two people were the first to appear. Who knows their wolves ambitions?

But she was not angry, but waved her hand to signal the disciples to stop, then nodded to Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai to thank him, and made a gesture to invite them to worship. Her attitude was gentle and polite, and her eyes were as cold as frost.

The two looked at each other, took a stick of incense one after another, and began to worship in a very good manner.

The air condensed to freezing point, and the cold wind whistled, adding a bit of aversion to everyone present.

There were hundreds of people gathered on the huge school ground, and they were so quiet that they could only hear the sound of the wind.

Yu Yuanyang was waiting. After the arrival of the Hundred Gates, it was his time to be proud of his youth.

After a long time, another sect came to the school ground. It was Zhang Yuheng who was shouting and killing Ji Nuan and his father Zhang Yonghe. They dressed in plain clothes in a regular manner and were performing a respectful worship service at this moment.

Afterwards, hundreds of gates arrived one after another. After everyone's tacit worship ceremony, they looked at Yu Yuanyang and Tang Shihai with confusion.

Cheng Xiaorou didn't say anything, her eyes kept falling on Song Wangchen's coffin. She had a clear conscience and was naturally fearless.

Yu Yuanyang sighed, held his forehead with a pretentious manner, then patted Cheng Xiaorou on the shoulder and said, "The niece of the clan, this island owner is also very sad and shocked, but Song Jue has a high level of cultivation and is known for his unkindness and righteousness. The island owner really can't think of any reason for him to peel off the pill and die? Could it be for the fox demon? The island owner remembers that the niece of the clan said that Song Jue had no relationship with the fox demon anymore."

His words were a pun. Regardless of whether Song Wangchen died or not, Mu Xi’s crime of betrayal was probably not clear.

The people from the hundred sects were talking quietly, and they all moved their eyes to Cheng Xiaorou, intending to see how this new leader of Muxi, who had only taken over for about three months, would handle this crisis?

Cheng Xiaorou was very calm and just asked simply, "What does Master Yu mean by this?"

Yu Yuanyang didn't expect that Cheng Xiaorou would pretend to be confused with her understanding. After a moment of stunned silence, she said: "The niece of the universe, the owner of this island has reason to suspect that the person in the coffin is not Song Jue, or it is just an empty shell! Where did this real Song Jue go, I'm afraid only the niece of the universe know?"

"Hey, old man, why are you so sure? Did you see it with your own eyes or something? You can take this medicine randomly, and you can't talk nonsense!" Tang Siyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and his face was full of contempt.

Tang Shihai raised his hand and slapped him angrily: "Bastard, you don't have the time to talk here, so let's go."

He slapped the left face again. He was just beaten by Meng Yan so much that it still hurts now. Old Man Tang beat him again. Tang Siyan was a little angry. If Tang Shihai hadn't been his nominal father, he would have really returned it.

Zijian used his eyes to signal him to retreat. He would not interrupt easily when the sect leader talked. Tang Siyan was really doing his own arbitrary behavior.

Cheng Xiaorou asked again, “What does Master Yu mean?”

"Open the coffin and you will know it when you look at it!" He replied, with a strong tone and arrogant attitude.

"Master Yu Island, the coffin has been sealed. It is a matter of reason to open it at this time. Although Song Wangchen is just a Muxi River, he is not a good idea.

Ordinary disciples, but the dead are the most important. Master Yu really wants to do such a sinister thing?" Cheng Xiaorou tried her best to suppress her anger and asked with kind words, but there was a crystal flashing in her eyes.

She was not afraid, but felt heartbroken. Song Wangchen's coffin must be opened today, but even so, she would not let them succeed easily.

Yu Yuanyang was in a dilemma. If he didn't watch it, it would be fine if he came here for nothing today. The key is that a little girl was snatched away in front of Baimen. Then his old face was greatly absent! Look! He was once again a bad reputation for harming villains in front of Baimen.

He looked at Tang Shihai, and saw that his eyes dodged and he deliberately turned around, and then he knew that Tang Shihai was preparing to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Gripping his teeth, he simply gave up his old face to make a comeback. He said: "This move by the owner of this island is really helpless. After all, Song Jue has a close relationship with the fox demon. While everyone in the hundred sects is here, as long as the niece opens the coffin and relieves everyone's doubts, Mu Xi will naturally be innocent!"

"What if I don't allow it?" Cheng Xiaorou asked again, her tone no longer softened, but instead had a more intimidating feeling.

Seeing this, Tang Shihai felt that there must be Song Wangchen in the coffin, and said angrily: "No, it proves that you have a ghost in your heart. I dare to ask, what is your intention in this?"

The people from Baimen muttered again, and the first person to express his opinion was Zhang Yonghe, so he naturally went to Yu Yuanyang.

He said: "Since Roumei Zun can let hundreds of doors come to pay their respects, he will definitely feel ashamed. Since that's the case, why not open the coffin to eliminate everyone's doubts and avoid unnecessary conflicts."

Cheng Xiaorou's fierce eyes swept across the hundreds of people and asked again: "Do you want to see too?" The ending sound was long and her face looked like frost.

Everyone looked at each other, but they felt it was hard to say that none of the three major sects wanted to offend, but they were always mixed with it, making it difficult to achieve both.

"You also know that senior brothers don't like noise the most on weekdays. Now that he has passed away, you still have to be aggressive. Since you have to open the coffin, it's not impossible.

But I can't just let you disturb your senior brother's purity so easily. When the coffin is opened and the truth is revealed, I want all of you to admit your mistakes to your senior brother!" Cheng Xiaorou was very tough and had no room for negotiation in her words.

"Rareless! Song Jue is a thing. He asked so many of us to admit his mistakes. The owner of this island just wanted you to open the coffin, but you tried to shirk responsibility. That's no wonder I'll raise it more and more." Yu Yuanyang was already in anger, rushed for a few steps, then condensed his spiritual power in his palm and hit the coffin cover with a palm.

As the sound of staggering the coffin was heard, everyone's eyes stopped on the coffin, and Yu Yuanyang stared at it in a hurry, for fear of missing every detail.

Zijian rushed forward, and slammed his wrist and pushed the coffin cover back again. He said, "Is this move of Lord Yu too much?"

Yu Yuanyang snorted coldly and did not answer, then slapped another palm, and the two of them also used force on their wrists, and no one was willing to give in.

Seeing that the coffin could not be opened, Yu Yuanyang condensed his spiritual power in his left hand, turned his wrist, and slapped his palm at Zijian.

After taking a few quick turns, Zijian avoided the attack, he saw that the coffin had been opened by Yu Yuanyang.

A muffled sound brought everyone's heart to his throat, and Yu Yuanyang's face turned pale. He really didn't expect that the person in the coffin was Song Jue.

Hundreds of doors flock to see the coffin clearly

The people inside were really shocked when Song Wangchen was shocked. Of course, some people were gloating and some felt compassion.

Mo An's heart was trembling wildly. Now he really didn't know how to explain to Ji Nuan when he went back.

"I have said that the dead are the greatest. Today you offended my senior brother. Should you explain to Mu Xi for the mistake you made?" Cheng Xiaorou stepped closer step by step, raised her hand, looked solemn, and frowned.

The cold wind blows up her plain robe, driving the elegant black hair like clouds to dance with the wind, majestic and sad.

At this time, Mu Xi's disciple had already drawn out his long sword, and just waited for Cheng Xiaorou to give her order, she would rise up and attack him.

Seeing that no one answered, Cheng Xiaorou asked again: "Do you all think that I can bully you soon after my new appointment?"

The silent crowd suddenly became restless. Someone among the Hundred Sects had already spoken out to apologize. The others hesitated for a while and finally chose to apologize. After all, they were wrong first, not to mention that although Mu Xi was not as good as before, the reputation of the Hundred Sects was still there, and they had no reason to offend Mu Xi.

Even Tang Shihai bowed unwillingly and said the four words "many offense" in a trembling voice. This is not only an apology, but also a slap in the face.

The people from the hundred sects gradually retreated, leaving Yu Yuanyang alone in the wind alone, he frowned and took two steps back a little crampedly.

"Master Yu, you personally opened the coffin and fought with my senior brother. I wonder if Master Yu should explain it carefully with the disciples of Muxi, otherwise how could I establish my authority?" Cheng Xiaorou was approaching step by step, with a hint of sarcastic smile on her face.

Yu Yuanyang's old face turned red. He was still too impatient and made a mistake today.

Thinking about it now, all this is more like a situation set by Mu Xi. They first released the news that Song Jue was dead, induced him to come with Baimen, and then deliberately did not open the coffin in front of Baimen, just to let him open it and embarrass him.

He really didn't expect that Cheng Xiaorou, a girl, could have such a scheming, but how could a person as arrogant as him give in easily?

Since it was a case, Song Jue in the coffin was either pretending to die or just a fake.

Yu Yuanyang suddenly drew out his sword and stabbed it at Song Wangchen's face. He wanted to see if this Song Jue was true or false, whether it was life or death?

Zima was quick-eyed and his hands were quick, and he hit Yu Yuanyang's wrist with a palm.

Yu Yuanyang deliberately let go of his hand and started fighting with Zijian, and the sword fell straight down.

When Qianjun fired, Tang Siyan rushed over and grabbed the blade with his bare hands. At this time, the tip of the sword was only one part away from Song Wangchen's face.

Blood dripped along the sword blade on Song Wangchen's cheek. Tang Siyan grinned in pain, but he did not forget to throw the sword to the ground.

Tang Siyan sat down with his back against the coffin, staring at his bloody palms, and couldn't help but slander Ji Nuan in his heart. He was afraid of pain and was so scared that he was dying. Now, in order to protect her, he took the blade with his bare hands. Even if he thought about it, he felt frightened.

Cheng Xiaorou hurriedly stepped forward and checked Tang Siyan's injuries. She applied medicine and bandaged her. She didn't look like a noble elder. At this time, some of them were just an ordinary daughter's house. She should have tenderness like water.
Chapter completed!