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Chapter 50 Take care of your dog

"All the disciples of the outer courtyard, come down and gather!"

The next day, the third day after the new disciple entered the Dragon Blood Martial Palace, before dawn, a roar came from the foot of the mountain, spreading all the caves in the entire mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the Cave No. 1 of Tianzi, on the stone bed, Long Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he could hear from the roar that this was the voice of the vice-governor in charge of daily affairs.

What makes the Vice-President so angry?

He vaguely guessed that it might be related to Long Guangjue's incident...

After washing up slowly, I threw a "I can't do it" body-nourishing pill into my mouth, and suddenly became energetic. Then I opened the stone gate and walked down the mountain.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, all the disciples of the outer courtyard had already arrived on the flat ground, divided into two square formations, silently. In the middle of the two square formations, there was a corpse, which was Long Guangjue.

"what happened?"

Long Qingchen took a look in surprise.

"Return to the team."

The old man with white robe looked ugly and looked at him lightly. Then, he looked back and forth with a stern look at the disciples, "Who did it? Come out consciously!"

The disciples were silent and no one stood up.

Long Qingchen slowly walked into the square formation of the new disciples and stood next to Long Bingling, the front row.

The old man in the white robe had a voice as cold as the cold winter. "I can stand up consciously and be given a lighter punishment. If I find out, I will be expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion immediately and will never be hired!"

The disciples looked at each other, but no one stood up.

The old man in white robe looked cold and stared at a tall young disciple and said majestic, "No rules, no square or square. The Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion has clear regulations, prohibiting disciples from killing each other. If there is an irresolvable conflict, you can step onto the ring and fight life and death. However, some disciples insist on taking action outside the ring, which is undoubtedly a defiance of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion's regulations!"

The young disciple's face froze and his body was furrowed when he was seen, "Prince of the Palace, why do you look at the disciple like this..."

"Long Heiyao, don't you admit it yet?"

The old man in white robe angrily rebuked, "As the head of the three outstanding disciples of the outer courtyard and the chief disciple of the entire outer courtyard, you actually took the lead in violating the regulations of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion. I am very disappointed with you."

"The deputy head of the government suspects senior brother?"

"How is this possible? The eldest brother is the chief disciple of the outer court and can be promoted to the inner court next year. This is a foregone conclusion. The future is bright. How could he do something that will destroy his future?"...

The disciples were in an uproar and looked at the young disciple in disbelief.

Long Heiyao said angrily, "Prince of the Palace, I respect you, but you wrongly accuse your disciples, and your disciples are not convinced!"

Bang!

The old man in white robe raised a slap and threw it hard on his face. He stumbled and fell backwards, and fell heavily to the ground, "You still dare to argue!"

Long Heiyao's face was covered with deep palm prints, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his hair was disheveled, like a wounded beast, roaring like crazy, "It was not done by a disciple. If you beat him to death, you won't recognize him!"

The disciples were silent again, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The corners of Long Qingchen's mouth curled up slightly, without any sympathy.

"If there is no evidence, I will wrong you?"

The old man in white robe laughed in anger, "Since you refuse to admit it, I will convince you!"

"Flip Long Guangjue over."

He waved his hand.

The two guards immediately leaned over and turned the body over to expose their backs.

The disciples stared away and saw a deep sword mark on the back of Long Guangjue's corpse.

"It's just a sword mark, nothing strange. How can I tell that it was done by the elder brother?"

"Is the Vice-President too arbitrary?"...

They were puzzled and whispered,

The old man in white robe stared at Long Heiyao coldly, "This sword mark is not an ordinary sword mark. This sword mark shattered the flesh, bones, internal organs and meridians of Long Guangjue's body. It was caused by the first style of the Black Dragon Clan's top-grade martial arts "Bao Wave Slash". "Bao Wave Slash" is a relatively profound martial art that ordinary disciples cannot understand at all. Among all the disciples in the outer courtyard of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Palace, as long as you practice "Bao Wave Slash" and have a slight success!"

Long Heiyao's face turned pale, he stared blankly at the sword marks on the corpse, as if he had been drained from his whole body, and he sat on the ground.

The old man in white robe sneered, "The evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?"

Long Heiyao's eyes were blood-red and covered with blood. He climbed to his feet, hugged his feet tightly, and shouted, "Five years ago, since I entered the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion, I have worked diligently and diligently, and I dared not be negligent. I am afraid of letting down the expectations of the elders and academicians of the Black Dragon Clan for me. How dare I violate the regulations of the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion at will and destroy my future? Please believe me, it was not what I did, I was wronged!"

The old man in white robe pulled his feet out, looked at him disappointedly, closed his eyes slowly, and sighed, "Your diligence, your efforts, your achievements, the academicians and I see it. Unfortunately, the regulations are regulations. It is precisely because the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion is strict that it can become a holy place for young generations to practice. No matter any disciple violates the regulations, they will be severely punished. You go, go outside, practice hard on your own, and there will be a way out."

Long Baiyu shook her head slightly, "It took a full five years to become the chief disciple of the outer courtyard. She was about to be selected into the inner courtyard. She had a bright future. In a blink of an eye, she was expelled from the Dragon Blood Martial Arts Mansion."

"I really didn't do it!"

Long Heiyao kept kowtowing, his forehead was broken, and blood was dripping.

"At this point, don't you admit it?"

The old man in white robe suddenly opened his eyes and was completely angry, "I have always been impartial in doing things. I will never wrongly accuse anyone of me. Get out of Longxin Martial Palace to avoid embarrassment!"

Long Heiyao seemed to remember something, raised his head and his eyes lit up, "In the back mountain, there is a psychic colorful bird. The deputy master can find the colorful bird. Just ask, you will know that the disciple is wronged!"

Seeing that he was so determined, the old man in white robe couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. He thought for a while and looked at a guard, "Go to the back mountain to find Academician Long Qingqing, and borrow her colorful birds for use."

"Yes!" The guard took the order and hurried away.

"The colorful bird of Academician Long Qingqing has the bloodline of the ancient phoenix. It can communicate with the spirit and know what happened in the entire Dragon Blood Martial Arts Palace. The colorful bird will never say it wrong."

"If it was really done by the senior brother, then the senior brother would definitely not dare to take the initiative to ask for Qicai Bird. Since he dared to propose it, then he might be wronged."...

The disciples started to talk.

Soon, the guard came back, but he had a bitter face and was about to cry without tears. He saw the colorful bird standing on top of his head, his two bird claws slashing, turning his hair into a bird's nest, lying down comfortably, as if he was an old man.
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