When Yun Qingyu noticed the affectionate look at Yi Yuan's brother's brother, Yun Qingyu frowned. She, Yun Qingyu's brother, could Yi Yuan think about it?

"Uncle Yun Zu, Yun Qingyu, she always said that she likes Feng Yu!" Yi Yuan continued.

She must let Uncle Yun Zu know that Yun Qingyu is a woman with aphrodisiac!

"Like Feng Yu?" Sure enough, after hearing Yi Yuan's words, Yun Mochen frowned and looked at Feng Yu.

Feng Yu slowly stepped forward, dressed in white like a banished immortal, with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Yun."

Yi Yuan stepped forward and said to Feng Yu: "Feng Yu! Don't you like Yun Qingyu? Look, this is the person you like. As long as you see someone better than you, you will fall into his arms!"

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yi Yuan, "Saint Madam Yi Yuan, are you taking too much care?"

Yun Mochen also frowned. This Saint Yiyuan really cares too much. Her sister is worthy of the best in the world, but she said it from her mouth so unbearable.

"Or, Saint Yiyuan forgot what she did before?" Feng Yu's handsome face seemed to be carrying frost and cold snow. He gathered the spiritual power in his palm and grabbed the sway, and grabbed a corpse.

Seeing the corpse, Yi Yuan couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Mingzhu?" Yun Qing raised his eyebrows, but he didn't notice when Mingzhu was killed.

"Feng Yu, if you kill Mingzhu, you dare to blame me for this saint!" Yi Yuan reacted immediately and said angrily.

"Uncle Yun Zu, quickly capture Feng Yu back to the sect and hand him over to the sect for punishment!"

Yun Qingyu struggled out of Yun Mochen's arms and looked at Yi Yuan with a smile: "Hey, why did Feng Yu grab a corpse? Saint Yi Yuan, do you say he wants to blame you? I, Feng Yu, didn't say anything?"

My family style!

Mu Hua and Yun Mochen both looked at Feng Yu coldly.

Feng Yu: "..." He suddenly felt that his senior brother was probably even more difficult than his love rival.

Yi Yuan glared at Yun Qingyu. How could this bitch be so shameless! He was still hiding in Uncle Yun’s arms just now, and now he said that Feng Yu belongs to her family!

"Tsk, cousin, come and see if the spiritual power breath on Mingzhu's neck is a bit familiar?" Yun Qingxu waved to Gu Ling.

Gu Ling came over very cooperatively, "It seems to be a little familiar."

"That was the one you deliberately framed me and then touched my spiritual energy!" Yi Yuan grabbed her fist and said angrily.

You can’t let Uncle Yun Zu know that she killed Mingzhu!

If you kill your fellow disciples, you will suffer severe punishment!

"Hey, who said this spiritual energy belongs to you?" Chu Xuanye looked at Yi Yuan with his innocent big eyes blinking.

Yi Yuan was really about to get angry: "!!!"

When Yun Mochen saw Mingzhu, his eyes darkened. Unexpectedly, Yi Yuan was so bad that he not only framed his sister, but also killed his fellow disciples.

As for whether to frame Feng Yu, Yun Mochen actually doesn't care.

"Yi Yuan, do you know your mistake?" Yun Mochen was fair and strict, and no one looked partial.

Yi Yuan lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "Uncle Yun Zu, I'm not wrong! Feng Yu has a grudge against me, so he deliberately framed me!"

Suddenly, she looked straight at Yun Mochen with excitement in her eyes: "Uncle Yun, do you still remember the last time that if I hadn't met you, I would have died under the Fengyu Sword!"

That’s right, there’s this thing. In this way, Feng Yu has a motive to frame her!
Chapter completed!