Xuan Qingzi glanced at Bei Yutang and then turned to look at Bi Siyu and the others with a cold look in his eyes.
“You watched your fellow disciples die without helping him and even turned around to frame Bei Yutang. This behavior is really bad.”
Xuan Qingzi looked at them. His tone was unusually cold. Xuan Qingzi hated disciples like them the most.
Xuan Qingzi’s punishment had not yet fallen, but Zhao Yun was unwilling to give up.
“Everything we said was true. We have no grudges against Senior Sister Bei, so why did you frame her?”
Before Xuan Qingzi had time to scold, he heard Bei Yutang’s cold voice.
“This question is well-asked.”
Xuan Qingzi saw her speak, did not interrupt, and looked at her.
The look on Bei Yutang’s face made Bi Siyu have a bad premonition.
She was about to stop her, but Bei Yutang noticed it at a glance. How could she give her this opportunity?
She said, “I have two things here. After the elders have a look, they will understand the question that Junior Brother Zhao just asked.”
Yan stood aside and looked at the woman on the field. She looked confident, and a smile on his lips unconsciously rose.
The little slave he chose was still quite capable.
Yan couldn’t help but look at Zhao Yun and the others. A faint light flashed across the depths of his deep black eyes.
Bei Yutang took out the picture stone from the storage ring again and injected spiritual energy, and then a picture appeared in the void.
There was a group of people in black. Although they couldn’t hear what they were saying, they could tell what was going on from their expressions and lip shapes.
Bei Yutang’s voice sounded at the same time, “This is the scene when I was in danger. I finally got out of that place and happened to meet this group of people and was threatened by them.”
“At that time, I thought that I was going to die soon, so I wanted to use the picture stone to record these people so that my father and mother would know who killed me. I didn’t expect to use it for this but used it here.”
When she finished speaking, several familiar figures appeared on the screen. These people were Bi Siyu and others.
When Bei Yutang saw them, she deliberately aimed at them and recorded them, so their figures could still be easily captured in the crowd.
Because the picture stone could not record for too long, it only recorded that they were in the crowd of siege, nothing else.
Seeing this, Bi Siyu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yun and others thought that she was going to take out something, but it turned out that they were just a group of people mixed in that group, which didn’t mean anything.
However, what happened next made them realize how naive their thoughts were.
Bei Yutang took out the second picture stone, this time with a different angle. The previous one was shot from Bei Yutang’s angle, while this one was shot from the opposite angle.
The recorded scene was exactly the scene of her fighting with the cultivators, being hit by the cultivators, and spitting blood. The last stop of the scene was when she was hit and her body flew out, and then there was nothing.
All this was within Bei Yutang’s calculations.
When she was fighting with the cultivators, she took advantage of the gap to choose the right angle and shot the picture stone into the tree opposite, and even the time of injury was within her calculations.
Yan looked at the picture stone with a slightly raised eyebrow.
Her small movements that day naturally did not escape his eyes, but he was not interested in asking her why she did it.
It turned out that she was waiting for this moment, which really made him underestimate the meticulous mind of this little slave girl.
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