Chapter 722

"The envoy is wise!"

Zhao Jian hurriedly shouted, "Zhang Xiaohu's injuries were caused by the law enforcement disciples. I only whipped him occasionally to appease the injustice in my heart!

I have no intention of taking Junior Brother Zhang's life. "

The pitiful Zhang Xiaohu didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. Even if he was tormented by Zhao Jian, he couldn't say a word.

The surrounding disciples couldn't help but whisper among themselves. They felt that the envoy from the Lingering Fragrance Peak was making a mountain out of a molehill.

The masked Chen Chen smiled and said, "Zhao Jian, don't try to avoid the important and dwell on the trivial. I just want to know if you were the one who caused the Blood Wolves in the Youlan Grand Canyon!"

The entire place was silent. Zhao Jian pointed his finger to the sky and said, "The heavens above and the earth below, the two horse neighs were definitely an illusion of Junior Brother Zhang's group. I definitely didn't do it. If I was the one who did it, I would have been struck to death by the heavens!"

Zhao Jian, on the other hand, was tense. He saw that the emissary of the Lingering Fragrance Peak was very particular about evidence. Out of all the Misty Hall disciples who participated in the trial, only the four of them came back alive. Zhang Xiaohu and the other two were obviously in cahoots. Their words could not be trusted. He wanted to see how this emissary would judge.

Zhang Xiaohua also frowned. When he met Zhang Xiaohu, it was already later on. He also heard about the incident in the forest from Zhang Xiaohu. To be honest, it couldn't be used as evidence and he couldn't be sure that it was Zhao Jian who did it. In fact, even if Zhao Jian admitted that he was the one who caused the horse neighs, it was only due to negligence. It couldn't be considered as' fratricide '.

"Haha." The masked Chen Chen laughed again, "Since ancient times, traitors have always been stubborn. It seems like you are the same. You won't give up until you see the river. Men, bring her up!"

As soon as he said that, Zhao Jian's face changed drastically. He barely managed to stand still and his eyes darted around as he glanced at the door.

Several inner disciples standing behind Chen Chen heard the order and walked out. Not long after, they brought in a stretcher from outside the hall. On the stretcher was an inner disciple with a veil covering her face.

Zhao Jian's expression softened. He looked at Xiao Chen strangely and did not say anything.

The masked Chen Chen asked, "Zhao Jian, look at this woman. Do you recognize her?"

Zhao Jian pretended to take a look and cupped his hands, "Senior Sister seems to be seriously injured. It's a pity that I've always stayed in Shixin Peak and had no chance to see Senior Sister Lingering Fragrance Peak. Even when I brought the disciples of Misty Hall to train in Youlan Grand Canyon, I've never seen you before."

"Yes." The masked Chen Chen asked, "Chen Chen, do you know this woman?"

Chen Chen looked at her for a long time, then bit his lip and said, "Messenger, the clothes this woman is wearing are mine and Senior Sister Changge's. She should be the inner disciple we saved on the Youlan Prairie."

"Yes, good." Chen Chen turned his head and said, "Ren Xiaoyao, come forward and take a look. Do you recognize this woman?"

Zhang Xiaohua did not expect Chen Chen to suddenly call her and was stunned. Then, she looked at the familiar faces of Wen Wenhai and Aunt Qin and slowly walked out from the group of inner disciples.

Wen Wenhai was sitting there calmly, but when he saw Zhang Xiaohua's appearance, he was shocked. After staring for a moment, he regained his composure.

Yang Ruping had never seen Zhang Xiaohua before. When she heard Chen Chen suddenly calling her from behind, she was also taken aback. Aunt Qin, who was next to her, quickly went up and briefly explained Zhang Xiaohua's origin. She also handed over the silk in her arms. Yang Ruping saw this and nodded slightly.

When Changge and Chen Chen heard the name of Ren Xiaoyao, they did not react at first. But when they saw Zhang Xiaohua come out, they were surprised and happy. Then they remembered that Ren Xiaoyao was Zhang Xiaohua.

But then they stole a glance at Chen Chen and did not dare to be too happy.

Zhang Xiaohua walked to the front of the hall. First, she bowed to Zhang Xiaohu and Changge, and said, "Ren Xiaoyao of the Pill-Expanding Hall pays his respects to the three saviors."

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and moved his fingers slightly. Changge and Chen Chen also saluted back.

After that, Zhang Xiaohua walked in front of the woman and reached out to pick up her arm and other parts. He carefully pinched it, then stood up and said, "Reporting to Lord Envoy, this is the inner court female disciple that we saved in the Youlan Grand Canyon that day. The bone injuries on her body were all treated by this little one, so I still recognize them."

"Good." The masked Chen Chen said, "Sit down."

Zhang Xiaohua looked left and right, then chose the seat next to Wen Wenhai and sat down.

The masked Chen Chen asked again, "Zhao Jian, you really don't know this female disciple?"

Seeing Chen Chen ask again and again, Zhao Jian frowned and said, "I'm really not familiar with her."

At this time, the woman on the stretcher opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhao Jian, you don't know me?

Do you want me to call you Junior Brother Zhao or Husband Zhao before you will recognize me? "

When Zhao Jian heard this, he was puzzled at first, but then he was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning. After a long while, he hesitated and said, "You … You are Xia … Senior Sister Xia?"

Changge and Chen Chen also exclaimed, "You are Senior Sister Xia?"

The hoarse voice sighed and said, "Is it Junior Sister Changge and Junior Sister Chen Chen?

I heard from Lord Chen that it was you and Junior Brother Zhang who saved me!

Alas, why did you save me?

You might as well let me die! "

But then the woman said hurriedly, "No, I can't die. If I die, who can expose the shameless face of a despicable person like Zhao Jian?"

When Aunt Qin, who was sitting there, heard that the masked woman was Xia Zihe, she was overjoyed. However, when she saw Xia Zihe's miserable state and then looked at Chen Chen who was sitting at the head of the table, her eyes were moist, but she did not dare to go forward.

Zhao Jian's eyes turned quickly and immediately changed into a joyful expression. He cupped his hands and said, "I didn't expect Senior Sister Xia to be lucky enough to survive. Congratulations, congratulations."

Then, he looked puzzled. "I wonder what I did to make Senior Sister misunderstand. You actually treat me like this?"

Xia Zihe was flustered and said with a stutter, "You … you …"

The masked Chen Chen looked at her coldly and turned to Aunt Qin. "This Xia Zihe was sent to our Lingxiang Peak by the disciples of Wuming Hall as an inner sect disciple. However, after we identified her, we found that she wasn't a disciple of our Lingxiang Peak. She had been unconscious for a few days and we couldn't determine her identity. She only woke up a few days ago and after some questioning, we reported to the Cult Master. The Cult Master took pity on her and granted her a veil, allowing her to cover her face in the Cult of Fragrance. He also asked me to send her to Shixin Peak. Of course, we can't determine whether she is real or fake.

Aunt Qin didn't say anything, but Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. "Why does wearing a veil in the Cult of Fragrance require the Cult Master's special approval?

Could it be that it's one of the rules of the cult? "

Then, his right hand unconsciously touched the handkerchief in his chest and thought, "I, Shaoxia, have used this handkerchief countless times. If I'm caught red-handed by the inner sect disciples, won't I be chased for thousands of miles?

Sigh, there really isn't any human rights in the Cult of Fragrance! "

When Aunt Qin heard Chen Chen's words, she couldn't hold back anymore. She stood up and walked to Xia Zihe. She looked at Xia Zihe who was lying on the stretcher, but she couldn't tell who she was. Xia Zihe's head was covered by a veil and her entire body was covered by clothes. No one could tell who she was.

Xia Zihe heard Aunt Qin's footsteps and said with a choked voice, "Master … You won't be able to recognize me."

Aunt Qin comforted her, "Zihe, you grew up by my side. If I can't recognize you, who can?"

"Then … You'll know when you remove my veil!"

Aunt Qin immediately had an ominous premonition. Therefore, she reached out her hand to remove Xia Zihe's veil.

Chang Ge and Chen Chen, who were at the side, knew what she was going to do. They exclaimed softly, "Master …"

After saying that, Chen Chen also walked forward and stood in front of Aunt Qin. He said softly, "Master, Senior Sister Xia … was disfigured long ago … You … You must be mentally prepared …"

Aunt Qin waved her hand. What a joke. Which child in the pugilistic world didn't have blood on their hands? Why would they be afraid of this?

As she spoke, she removed the veil. However, even though Aunt Qin was mentally prepared and knew that Xia Zihe's face was disfigured … She was still shocked by what she saw.

Under the veil was a head that was similar to a skull. There was no hair on the head and only a small part of the head had a greenish-white scalp. There were many parts of the skull that revealed white bones. On the face, the two pools of autumn water had now become dry pools. There was also a black hole in the nose and her lips were scattered. Her face … was almost full of holes …

"This …" Aunt Qin was dumbfounded. This was much scarier than a skeleton. How could she still see her original face?

Moreover, this woman's voice had changed. If one tried to identify it, there were some traces of Xia Zihe's voice. However, this didn't mean anything.

"Junior Sister, put on the veil. I knew that Master wouldn't be able to recognize me …"

Aunt Qin felt that some tears had quietly fallen from her eyes. She quickly wiped them with her sleeves and quietly covered Xia Zihe's face with the veil. At this moment, she didn't want to look at Xia Zihe's hands that were hidden in her sleeves. Her face was already like this, how good could her body be?

After thinking for a while, Aunt Qin moved her mouth close to Xia Zihe's ears that had basically become a black hole and whispered a few words. Then, she also moved her ears close to Xia Zihe's mouth to hear her reply.

The others all watched quietly and couldn't hear anything. However, Zhang Xiaohua's six senses were several times more sensitive than others. Even if he didn't use his martial arts, he could still hear the sounds. However, when he heard "… First … Pain …", his face turned red. He looked at the ceiling and then at the ground. From time to time, he would dig his ears as if there were lice on his body. Wen Wenhai, who was beside him, had been secretly observing him. At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder, "When did my peripheral vision become so powerful?"

The two of them talked for a while. Aunt Qin straightened up and gestured for Chen Chen to identify it as well. Chen Chen thought for a while and spoke in a low voice like Aunt Qin. However, his face was a little red. After Xia Zihe finished answering, her face became even more shy and cute. She nodded vigorously at Aunt Qin.

Chen Chen, who was wearing the veil, was curious and asked, "Aunt Qin, can you identify it?"

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