Chapter 766

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Mu Yanli was still interrogating condescendingly: "What exactly did you do to Chu Wanning?"

It hurt so much that I had hallucinations in the end.

He vaguely saw Chu Wanning ascending to immortality a hundred years later. Her clothes are as white as snow, her eyebrows are handsome, and her aura is flowing. When she is not smiling, her eyes are sharp, but when she smiles, the sharpness melts away, and she becomes the gentleness of a lake and a sea.

"Never..."

Mu Yanli was stunned for a moment, his red lips parted slightly: "What?"

The ink burned in the throat, and it was extremely hoarse: "I was wrong, I didn't... I didn't... deceive the teacher..."

He raised his eyes, bloodshot eyes were everywhere, but his pupils were bright.

"Destroy the ancestors!"

The words are chewed into pieces.

"..." Mu Yanli didn't know what the expression was on her face. There seemed to be a trace of shock and a trace of confusion, but she was too cold. The shock and confusion were quickly frozen into ice, and she paused. , said, "Continue to plead guilty."

Mo Ran was coughing up blood, his lungs seemed to be shattered, and his breathing had a turbid smell.

He lay on the ground, waiting for the huge pain to pass. His whole body was soaked, and his face was as pale as paper. His cheeks were pressed against the ground, his hair stained on his cheeks, and he was panting.

Mu Yanli took half a step forward involuntarily.

She stared at him: "Continue to plead guilty."

"Not guilty..." Mo Ran closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Ke Chen."

Mu Yanli ordered a disciple to go and take some blood from Mo Ran, and then put it on the exquisite weight. The weight was engraved with three small seals of "Gong Shan De", which was used to measure the person's merit.

She threw the weight into the scale.

The scales are slowly floating, and everyone except Mo Ran is looking at the golden pointer——

"Crush the soul"...still "crush the soul"...

The pointer is moving.

Crush the soul.

But he can't get out of the soul-crushing circle.

Xue Meng held the Dragon City Scimitar resting on his knee, his face extremely ugly, and he stared at the scale. He tried to straighten his waist as much as possible, because he knew that if he collapsed, it would be difficult to straighten up again.

He was trembling slightly, and his palms were actually colder than Dragon City Black Iron at this moment.

Mu Yanli's beautiful eyes stared at the golden scale without blinking. The pointer moved slower and slower, moving in the "crushing soul" field, almost approaching the prohibition.

She brushed her sleeves and said calmly: "Okay, it seems that the overall situation is..."

"Still moving."

"Master Xue..."

Xue Meng stared at her, he was talking, even though his voice was shaking badly, even though he didn't know whether he was right or wrong.

"The hands are still moving."

Mu Yanli said: "It's about to stop."

"Then wait until it stops."

Mu Yanli met his eyes.

After a while, a cold and mocking smile appeared on her face: "Okay, then wait for it to stop."

The sun was fierce, and a layer of gray smoke floated over the baked sandstone ground.

They waited, all looking at the pointer, waiting for it to stop. But the strange thing is that the pointer has not stabilized for a long time——

It seemed to be unsure of how to make a decision about Mo Weiyu. It was swaying, hesitantly tilting towards the less guilty place, slowly, bit by bit.

Mu Yanli seemed to have never encountered such a situation. She stopped saying anything, put her yellow clothes on the floor, and quietly waited for the judgment of Shenwu Libra.

Xue Meng's knuckles turned white, and he stared closely at the needle. It seemed that what was about to be arbitrated was not Mo Weiyu's life, but the years he had known Mo Ran.

From contempt to disgust, from disgust to acceptance, from acceptance to recognition.

Was it the initial indifference that was wrong, or was it the later "Brother" that was so wrong?

he does not know.

He stared at the needle. In his helpless heart, he only had hope while staring at the needle.

Don't stop.

I beg you.

Keep going a little further, you see, there is still a little bit to go...

No matter how wrong that guy was, he still shattered his spiritual core and retreated thousands of horses and troops.

How can the death penalty be imposed?

How can I crush his soul...

a little. A little more.

to the end.

——

"Digging for spiritual cores."

Mu Yanli declared expressionlessly that she looked extremely fair and cold-blooded, which was completely different from the golden warm light on her body. Her whole person was colder than frost and snow.

The hands stopped.

The tip pointed tremblingly at the words "digging out spiritual cores".

That was the final trial of Grandmaster Mo.

Mu Yanli faced the crowd of spectators below, as well as the ten sects on the stage——

It is indeed one of the ten sects. Tianyin Pavilion still has the old seat of the Confucian Feng Sect. There is a lone person sitting on that seat, Ye Wangxi, who is dressed in black.

She was carrying Nangong Si's cloth quiver, and lying on her knees was Nao Baijin, who had lost her master forever. Her face was haggard, but her eyes were clear, and she was also looking at everything on the trial stage.

Mu Yanli said: "The blue sky has eyes, and the bright mirror hangs high. Tianyin Pavilion judges the merits and demerits of each other. It has never practiced favoritism, has never been biased, and has never deliberately made things difficult. The ink is burning and the light rain is falling.

The criminal law for digging up spiritual cores. Make it clear for three days and warn the world. If there is no objection, after three days——"

Xue Meng had been closing his eyes and forbearing, but at this moment he finally couldn't help it. He stood up suddenly, his silver and blue light armor shining brightly: "I have objections."

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