Quickly wear the goddess Su Zhatian

Chapter 630 Sword Cultivator's Wife Is Of course A Sword
Ning Ning, who watched the whole process without saying a word, confirmed once again that Wu Yu, this little brat, is naturally black.

This is an "innocent child" who can put on an honest face, but can do the behavior of touching porcelain, and even if he has done something bad, he can still stand here with an innocent face.

In the solemn and solemn hall, the atmosphere was a little tense.

The young man who had stopped the bleeding for Wuyu said: "It didn't hurt the muscles and bones, but the skin is traumatized. It will be healed after a period of medicine and a period of rest."

The man who spoke was sitting in a wheelchair, his legs were bad, but this defect did not damage his gentle temperament at all. He had a gentle smile on his face, indifferent and refined, this man could be described as pleasing to the eye.

This is Jinghui Zhenren's third junior brother, Elder Guan Xing.

Sitting next to Elder Guan Xing was a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a serious face and was not angry.

This man who seems to be two extremes with Elder Guan Xing is Lanyue, the second younger brother of Zhenren Jinghui. Although his name is literary, his temper is very hot.

Lanyue looked at the apprentice standing in the hall, frowned and asked, "Chenyu, tell me what's going on?"

Daoist Jinghui didn't speak, but asked questions by holding the moon.

Wuyu was even quieter, his eyes were glazed, as if his mind was wandering, and what others wanted to say had nothing to do with him.

Chen Yu said angrily: "I just wanted to compete with him, I didn't intend to hurt him, he bumped into my sword himself!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at the child whose clothes were still stained red with blood.

Wuyu's face is expressionless, his eyes are empty, and he is just like a kid who looks stupider than his peers.

When Lanyue looked at her apprentice, the expression on her face was very complicated.

Chen Yu cried out, "I really didn't hurt him! He bumped into him himself!"

But everyone looked at him without saying a word.

Feeling deeply that she was being suspected, Chenyu glared at Wuyu, "Be honest, did you bump into my sword yourself?"

Wuyu came back to his senses and subconsciously shook, he didn't answer in a hurry, but looked at the real Jinghui sitting on the high seat.

Master Jinghui spoke softly, "Just say what you have."

Only then did Wu Yu seem to have gained courage, he looked up at Chen Yu, "It was your sword that stabbed me."

Wu Yu's eyes were clean and clear, he was just stating a fact, absolutely no embellishment.

Chen Yu was furious, "If you hadn't run over, how could my sword have stabbed you!?"

"I didn't run over, I was just afraid, so I was hiding from your sword."

"It's clear that you were the one who bumped into my sword! If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

Wuyu was silent for a while, he seemed not good at arguing with others, and he was also timid in front of so many people, so he said: "Well, I hit your sword myself, don't you hit me."

"Master!" Chen Yu looked towards her master, "You all heard that he was the one who ran towards my sword!"

But to Chen Yu's surprise, the expression on the face of the master who has always been protective of her shortcomings is ugly.

Master Jinghui smiled and said, "Lanyue, I will leave this matter to you."

(End of this chapter)