After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 220|Counterattack

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Xiao Sui's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, he secretly screamed, and immediately took a step forward.

Ma Huaizhen raised his hand expressionlessly and stopped his movement: "Go on."

Xiao Sui looked ugly: "Master Ma."

Ma Huaizhen looked over with a smile but not a smile: "What? Is it possible that the mirage dragon can testify and hurt Mu Xiaoxiao?"

You have to jump out of the hole you dug yourself.

Ma Huaizhen's attitude was tough and he single-handedly suppressed all objections. Xiao Sui's face was uncertain for a while.

"Young Master Xiao, I am the head of the Hall of Enlightenment. Now that the Discipline Hall is not here, it is up to me to decide this matter." Ma Huaizhen said with a smile: "I just gave the Xiao family face, is it possible for the Young Master? Do you want to interfere in the affairs of my sect?”

At the moment of this dispute, a distant and high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded outside the tent.

Ma Huaizhen frowned and immediately drove the wheelchair out of the tent. From a distance, he saw the dark red mirage entrenched in mid-air.

My eyes fell on the young man under the mirage.

Lu Cixian stood with hands hanging down, facing the different looks of others, and said calmly: "Master, I brought the mirage here."

There was some chattering around.

"Is this the mirage?"

"How did Lu Cixian do it?"

Even Ma Huaizhen was a little surprised. He didn't expect Lu Cixian and the others to actually bring this mirage over. Moreover, looking at the reverse scales on the back of the waist...

It is indeed an ancient monster that is not easy to mess with.

Ma Huaizhen calmly gathered his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the mirage again. His eyes turned cold, and he directly released a stream of spiritual consciousness. This action was so fast that he hardly gave others any chance to take advantage of it.

Ma Huaizhen also took a gamble on the matter of extracting spiritual consciousness. Although Lu Cixian brought the mirage here, there was no guarantee that the mirage would still have attack power. However, the situation was urgent and he was betting on this. If the mirage takes action, his cultivation can at least block the attack.

However, what surprised Ma Huaizhen was that the dragon in front of him had no intention of resisting at all, and obediently handed over the spiritual memory of the past few days into his hands. Of course, this also prevented him from continuing. Preliminary exploration means.

It seems that Lu Cixian reached an agreement with the mirage on the way here.

Having no time to think about it, Ma Huaizhen threw the image to the ground after pulling out his consciousness.

At this time, other Kunshan disciples were surprised to find that Mu Xiaoxiao, who was protected by Lu Bihan and Zhou Yan, suddenly turned pale and took a few steps back, shaking like chaff.

Before others could come to their senses, they were all stunned when they saw the content in the video.

This is Xiao Sui.

Although the figure is very blurry, it is obvious that this is Xiao Sui.

"Mu Xiaoxiao...spiritual consciousness...pay attention...putting blame on..."

"Qiao Wan..."

The truth is revealed.

Taking his eyes away from the image, Ma Huaizhen turned his wheelchair, pushed aside Zhou Yan and Lu Bihan, and walked to Mu Xiaoxiao.

The girl in front of her lowered her head, her face pale and bloodless.

The man's sinister gaze fell on the girl, and he smiled and said: "So this is how your junior sister framed you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar.

The subtle movements that were eavesdropping in the corner outside the tent just now were not hidden from Ma Huaizhen's ears.

Since they could hear the movement in the tent, they could also hear the girl covering her face and asking her junior sister why she did this to me.

Now it seems that Mu Xiaoxiao’s words are simply heartbreaking.

Witnessing all this, Xiao Boyang's eyes were a little complicated, and he looked silently at Mu Xiaoxiao, who had a face as golden as paper, and stepped back under Ma Huaizhen's questioning.

After all, he was an evil **** who had been killed in the battlefield in the Northern Territory, and his aura almost easily crushed the little girl who had been under the protection of the division commander.

Mu Xiaoxiao’s head was buzzing.

They were all looking at her, staring at her in an uproar and talking about her.

"Didn't Senior Sister Mu say that Qiao Wan deliberately tampered with her consciousness?"

"Isn't this lying with open eyes?"

Ma Huaizhen turned his wheelchair with a smile, blocking Mu Xiaoxiao's way.

Those Kunshan disciples who used to call her Senior Sister Mu or Junior Sister Mu with a smile now had complex, surprised and disgust in their eyes.

Most of the monks are creatures who will do anything if they are not obeyed. Compared with killing their fellow disciples, this kind of secret and unpredictable conspiracy is obviously more disgusting.

Especially when she cried so weakly and pitifully just now, people actually believed her at once.

"This is obviously not the first time, right?"

"What about Master Yuqing?" Sister Kunshan frowned, "Master Yuqing can't see it."

No wonder Master Yuqing was in a hurry to stop Fairy Suni from checking her spiritual consciousness just now to cover up for his apprentice.

"I...I didn't...I don't know." Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head and cried in confusion, "I couldn't remember clearly at the time..."

Xiao Boyang's voice was dry, and he looked at his sweetheart who was silent for a while: "Even if you can't remember clearly, you can't just blame it on Qiao Wan."

"Intent to kill fellow disciples, bring them back to the Discipline Hall for further questioning." Ma Huaizhen's voice suddenly turned sharp, and he threw out two spiritual threads sinisterly, tied Mu Xiaoxiao up together, and threw them directly in front of Zhou Yan.

The other one tied Xiao Sui up tightly and threw him next to Mu Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Sui's expression changed drastically: "Ma Huaizhen! Who do you think I am?!"

Before he finished speaking, the man faintly curled his fingers and grabbed lightly in the void. The spiritual thread seemed to be weighed by a thousand pounds and smashed Xiao Sui into the soil.

The man said in a calm voice: "Young master of the Xiao family, I am the master of the Kunshan Enlightenment Hall. You have interfered in my sect's affairs, and now you are trying to kill my sect's disciples. Even if the old master is present, do you think I should be kidnapped?" Got it? ”

As soon as he heard that Ma Huaizhen had moved out of his old house, Xiao Sui panicked because he was young and inexperienced.

This spiritual thread was as thin as a cicada's wing, and had a slight cold light, but it was like a mountain of tack, pressing Mu Xiaoxiao to the ground, unable to move.

The girl raised her eyes anxiously, losing half of her previous softness and cuteness. She only looked at Zhou Yan and cried in panic: "Master...Master! Master, save me!"

Zhou Yan's expression changed suddenly and his steps moved slightly.

But he was stopped by a cold look: "Now that things have happened, do you still want to protect your little apprentice?"

Seeing Zhou Yan frozen on the spot, Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the sickly young man who had never spoken with tears in his eyes: "Big... senior brother!"

But after meeting the man's deep and cold gaze, which was as cold as fire, the words he had not yet spoken were stuck in his throat.

Master is looking at her, senior brother is looking at her, Xiao Boyang is looking at her, everyone is looking at her...

Those Kunshan disciples looked like they were looking at trash.

Even Xiao Boyang looked at her as if he had never known her before.

As soon as I glanced at it, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the young man standing quietly in the distance. The young man had a bright face and looked down at the farce.

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Pei...Junior Brother Pei...

The nightmare in her fantasy world came true...

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

"Hall Master." While there was a lot of discussion around him, Zhou Yan suddenly spoke up and glanced at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the ground with a tired expression.

"After all, Xiaoxiao's consciousness has indeed been tampered with. He was also affected by this illusion and his mind was unclear. It is human nature to misunderstand Wan'er for a while."

"I would like to ask the hall master to allow me to ask Xiaoxiao to take her back to the mountain when she is young and ignorant and is being taken advantage of by someone who wants to, so that she can be questioned and disciplined. After she recovers from her injuries, I will not send her to the Discipline Hall to find out the truth." Late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of other Kunshan disciples changed.

This is really determined to protect Mu Xiaoxiao.

I tried to cover it up for Mu Xiaoxiao first, but now that the truth has been revealed, I still have to protect Mu Xiaoxiao. Even if I had a little disdain for Qiao Wan before, I couldn't help but curse Qiao Wan at this time.

This master has really gone too far into the sea.

Ma Huaizhen sneered: "Young and ignorant, confused? I saw that when she framed her fellow junior sister, she was very clear-headed!!"

These words were like thunder striking down on the head. The other Kunshan disciples looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, who was lying on the ground and crying so hard that there was even more disgust in his eyes.

"I am the leader of the Hall of Enlightenment. Now that I have taken this position, I will not dare to show favoritism. I also ask Master not to interfere in the affairs of our Hall of Enlightenment and the Hall of Discipline." Ma Huaizhen said in a deep voice to the ANBU disciples around him and waved his hand: " Take away."

Weishitang is responsible for arresting people, and the Discipline Hall is responsible for judging. This is well known in Kunshan.

Ma Huaizhen seemed to have no intention of worrying about Zhou Yan's face.

Seeing Mu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Sui being taken away, everything happened so fast that the remaining people were still a bit like they were in a dream. After coming back to his senses, he suddenly realized, where is Qiao Wan? Why didn't you see Qiao Wan come out just now?

In the tent, Qiao Wan sat on the ground silently, resting against the tent.

Because she and Lu Cixian had the same spiritual consciousness, Laifu recognized her at the first glance, but at this time, she obviously couldn't recognize Laifu.

At this moment, the door curtain was suddenly opened from the inside again.

Ma Huaizhen turned the wheelchair and stopped in front of her.

"Are you unhappy that your senior sister was taken away?"

Qiao Wan: "Senior."

"There's nothing to be happy about." Qiao Wan whispered with her eyes closed.

There is nothing for her to be happy about.

Ma Huaizhen glanced at her quietly, thoughtfully did not disturb her again, turned his wheelchair and left.

As she just said to Ma Huaizhen, there is nothing to be happy about using your mind on this.

Perhaps it was because the effort to awaken people's consciousness was too great, so Qiao Wan fell asleep within a short time.

However, the dream was very unsettled, my mind was in a trance, and I woke up from time to time.

One moment she dreamed of Zhou Yan taking her up the mountain, the other moment she dreamed of the execution platform, and the next moment she dreamed of her senior brother.

Perhaps in her heart, she actually envied Mu Xiaoxiao.

In a blur, a tall and straight figure seemed to appear in front of him. He was dressed in green clothes and his black hair was gathered into a loose low ponytail, hanging down on the back of his head. The man squatted down, and his broad and gentle palm gently fell on it. She raised her hair and looked at her carefully through her monocle, the platinum chain on the glasses hanging meekly on her shoulders.

The man seemed to sigh, his voice was gentle and full of helplessness and endearment, and his thin lips opened and closed as if he was saying something.

"Wan'er... be good..."

So warm...

The big palm stroked the top of her hair repeatedly and patiently.

So warm...

Under this comfort, Qiao Wan finally fell asleep tiredly.