Feeding humans, she's serious

Chapter 91
Gu Fanyin never flaunted that she was a good devil. In fact, considering the tolerance of this world, she subconsciously took it lightly.

Ning Zhi covered his mouth and laughed, no trace of the seriousness of being interrogated in three halls could be seen on his face.

Gu Fanyin kindly reminded: "This table doesn't look very strong, everyone, next time you choose a place, remember to choose a better one."

"Also, I don't like messy people pointing fingers at themselves."

"Gu Fanyin—!"

"Okay, okay, the third elder has a straight temper, so Fairy Fanyin shouldn't argue with him."

Sect Master Hehuan rolled his charming eyes, and turned the matter over with a smile, "Fairy Sanskrit, we have a business to ask you to come here, I don't know, how do you refute the accusation of my sect disciple?"

"Oh, they've come out." Gu Fanyin stroked her long hair next to her ears, her attitude was extremely contemptuous, "I asked you to come to me at this time, it seems that you stayed inside longer than expected."

Ning Zhi made up the knife: "Maybe I encountered some difficult monsters."

"Maybe it's not easy to come out with all the beard and tail."

"Actually, I'm timid..." The Chi Xiao disciple who stayed here told the truth, thinking that his voice was very quiet, but the empty hall was really eerily quiet.

So the expression of the Hehuan Sect disciple who stood in front and complained suddenly changed.

"We are different from sword cultivators, we must always be more considerate."

The disciples standing in that group couldn't help but to reply, Gu Fanyin frowned, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

As soon as she opened her mouth, no one in the arena spoke. Sect Master Hehuan sat on the stage, propping his chin with one hand, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were clearly exposed, and there was no anger at all.

On the contrary, the direct disciple standing beside her looked a little helpless.

"Okay, I'd like to hear your accusations for the sake of the fact that you guys are quite interesting."

Gu Fanyin yawned lazily, put his finger on Ning Zhi's waist, and tightened it suddenly.

It looked more like a distinguished spectator with a beauty.

And those disciples above who were filled with righteous indignation were just a scene that was occasionally staged in her deep eyes.

Probably because he knew that Gu Fanyin was not easy to mess with, the wording of these addresses was also chosen to be more polite. In order to avoid some too straightforward words, the disciple who told the story also used the obscure culture in ancient books.

Not to mention Gu Fanyin, even Sect Master Acacia, who saw them like this, found it a little funny.

After listening to those people's cold-blooded and deceptive accusations about her, Gu Fanyin only smiled and said slowly behind them: "So?"

"It is said that I invaded the secret realm alone, secretly killed your junior brother, and finally refused to respond when you questioned me..."

"Yes! What do you have to say!"

"What evidence?" Gu Fanyin smiled, but the tone of his mouth slowly sank, "Don't say that this resource is not required to be shared. Your junior brother who was suppressed by the killer is still alive and well?"

"Still panting, will you kill me directly?"

The disciple who was narrating had a bad face, glanced at his suzerain who was sitting on top from the corner of his eye, and unconsciously lowered his voice: "Mr. Xu was seriously injured! He is bedridden now..."

"If you want to accuse me, at least you have to come up with some evidence." Gu Fanyin listened for a long time without hearing anything substantive, and sarcastically let out a cold nasal voice: "...If it's just these pale accusations, then you really don't understand me."

"I want to kill someone, but you can't even find the ashes."

"Sect Master!" The pale disciple turned around and knelt down with his head up. He hugged his veins with his fingers propped on the ground. His face was also bruised and blushed. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Fairy Fanyin is blatantly threatening! Our Hehuan Sect..."

"Wait," the Hehuan Sect Master smiled and pulled out his fan and put it on his shoulder, lightly pushing the person away: "You still can't represent the Hehuan Sect."

"The evidence is indeed too thin to support your accusation." Hearing what she said, in order to prevent distraction, the direct disciple with a face full of helplessness followed up silently: "The suzerain is not a person who helps relatives and does not help."

"The injury on Junior Brother Xu..."

Ning Zhi's dark eyes fell in front of him, and then he lowered his eyelashes to hide the gloom that was about to overflow: "Isn't it the most normal to be locked up in a dungeon after being a traitor?"

"Still, you are also good food and useful offerings to demon cultivators."

"How can Junior Brother Xu compare with Demon Cultivator—"

"That's right," Ning Zhi continued relentlessly, "Such a fragile demon cultivator can't survive."

"Enough." Seeing that it was about to turn into a farce, the Sect Master Hehuan, who was always smiling, finally stopped the disciple who tried to stand up and show his claws. The very charming beauty frowned, but the words she said were cold and without warmth, "Bite others wantonly..."

She raised her hand to hold down the shrugging shoulder of her disciple, and said bluntly: "Such impulsiveness without thinking, it seems that I want to go to Hanya Cave to practice hard."

The moment the Hehuan Sect Master moved out of the Hanya Cave, the originally aggrieved disciples became dumbfounded. They were not fools, so they naturally understood the meaning of this move.

The suzerain of Hehuan did not believe them so much.

"Looks like there's another reason," Gu Fanyin squinted sleepily, the chairs here are hard, and there are not many pleasing faces around... The devil who doesn't like to wrong himself has lost the interest to continue the dispute.

"Come and visit me after you have the evidence," the flamboyant woman stood up, and looked at the Suzerain Hehuan on the stage for a moment, with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "It's best to bring your client who is riddled with holes."

She wanted to get the accusation right.

"Fairy Fanyin..." The Hehuan Sect's lord paused, seeing the two of them turned around and about to leave, hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth to persuade them to stay.

But before she could think about her words, the shadow of another person appeared in the wide open door.

Wearing the uniform of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, he is thin and thin, his raised face is bloodless, even when he walks, he stumbles while holding on to the hilt of his sword——

That person was the client "Xu Jue".

"You guys! Can't go—"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of piercing coughing, Ning Zhi turned his body sideways, his face full of disgust.

Gu Fanyin directly dragged the person to the other side: "You..."

For the first time, she looked at this disabled and strong man, her eyes were full of complexity.

Gu Fanyin: ...I've never seen someone send someone to death so quickly.

At this time, Ning Zhi suddenly spoke, with a slightly raised tone, carrying a vicious irony:
"I seem to have discovered a secret."

"This...Xu Jue."

(End of this chapter)