"What happened just now?"

　　 Looking at the scene where Mr. Lan Shuang suddenly disappeared, everyone around him was shocked, whether he was a teacher or a student.

　　 After the demon array collapsed just now, because the scene they saw was too weird, they didn't dare to ask or persuade them. Until this time, I suddenly saw Mr. Lan Shuang turned into smoke, and the astonishment in my heart suddenly rose. I don't know how many people rushed forward, looking at the smoke that has been blown by the wind and disappeared. , Everyone only has astonishment.

　　 And Meng Zhixue and other Nanshan League five sons also rushed forward anxiously, looking at Fang Cun, just looking at his face like a stone sculpture at this time. They wanted to comfort him, or check his injury, but they didn't dare to touch him...

　　 No one knows, if he touched Fangcun at this time, would he turn into soot like Mr. Lan Shuang.

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　　 "Mr. Lan Shuang... how could Mr. Lan Shuang be... how could he be the person who refines the pill?"

　　 At this time, Fang Cun just watched all this coldly.

　　 He saw more and more teachers and students in the surrounding academy, saw someone rushing into the ruined cave, and he must have found the man Dan hidden by Mr. Lan Shuang. And more people just asked inexplicably in astonishment, faintly hearing what they were talking about, "Nanshan League Fairy Meng searched for the old scroll, found Lan Shuang's old body, and inferred his true identity at this time." .

Finally, more and more people have faintly understood the truth, especially looking at the mess in front of them, looking at the stunned Fang Cun sitting on the stone case at this time, thinking of Mr. Lan Shuang who has disappeared, and even more. Horrible scene.

"If Fairy Meng had not searched through the old files and found some of the previous activities of Mr. Lan Shuang and Lingxiu, how could he have guessed that Mr. Lan Shuang was actually a demon cultivator who combined with Lingxiu's training to refine the human pill, and how could he have thought of what he had hidden? So deep?"

　　 "Then...what did he do just now?"

　　 "The teacher just said that there is an aura of souls coming out of the shell in the demon mist, this...I'm afraid this is going to win the house..."

　　 "Oh my God, if that's the case, how can the second son Fang be okay?"

"who knows?"

　　 "……"

　　 "……"

And amidst panicked theft and talk, the masters of the academy, Gong Yang Yanqing and Liuhucheng Shou albino carp, who have been standing behind everyone, have just stood quietly, just seeing Mr. Lan Shuang transformed into The smoke and dust have not changed.

　　 Until now, there have been instructors in the academy to stop Mr. Lanshuang from entering the cave to prevent other people from entering the cave. They have even entered the cave and began to collect information and search for traces. They slowly stepped forward. All the students around immediately gave way to Fang Cun, and saw them walking to Fang Cun's side, looking at him calmly, looking at Fang Cun's whole body, and saying, "What happened?"

　　 Fangcun raised his head to look at the principal, but did not answer for a while.

In the surroundings, Mr. Zhong Yue could no longer hold back, and said in a deep voice to Fang Cun, “I’ve already seen the news. Mr. Lan Shuang is the evil cultivation of the Pill of Refining. Fang Cun, he calls you to this cave. Well, he just... was he preparing to take you away?"

When 　　 asked, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

　　 As for the courtyard master and the castle guard, their expressions also seemed a little condensed at this time.

　　 In fact, everyone was a little surprised at this time, and everyone could see that Fang Cun must have experienced a terrible thing just now. It's just that no one understood that no matter what happened, the difference between Fang Cun and Mr. Lan Shuang's cultivation base was so huge, there should be no resistance. Then why, after the demon formation was broken, Lan Shuang disappeared, but Fang Cun...

　　 After listening to Mr. Zhong Yue's words, looking at the expressions of the courtyard master and the city guard, Fang Cun understood in his heart that Mr. Lan Shuang had happened. No matter who found the dossier, and no matter what it says in the dossier, since both of them have already come at this time, it means that they have made a decision in their hearts. The ending of Mr. Lan Shuang on this day was originally doomed...

　　 Maybe they are also very curious that they are fine at this time, but more of them, they want their own answer.

　　 As long as you answer it yourself, the matter will be qualitative.

　　 I answered myself, the college will have one less gentleman, and one more old demon who hides in the college and robs students...

　　 Then in his heart, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Lan Shuang's appearance.

　　 An inexplicable irritability suddenly surged in his heart, and I just felt bored looking at everything around him.

　　 So he was silent for a long time and said, "No!"

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　　 There was silence in that room.

　　 All the students and college teachers, and even the master and the city guard, all looked at Fang Cun unexpectedly.

　　 Looking at the remnants of this cave mansion, they can almost be sure what happened just now. The reason for asking Fang Cun was only because they were blocked by the evil formation at the time, so they didn't know what specific things had happened, so they confirmed to him.

　　 But who would have thought that Fang Cun would actually say "no"?

　　 "Fang Jia Erlang, if you do something about this matter, you have to do so, and you have to be honest!"

　　 After the old Mr. Zhong Yue was taken aback, he was already full of anger and sternly scolded.

　　 Even Meng Zhixue on one side looked at Fang Cun with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "You shouldn't hide it at this time..."

　　 "I said, there is no..."

　　 Fangcun suddenly summoned the remaining strength and replied in a deep voice. He raised his head, his eyes were red, and he swept over everyone around him, trying his best to maintain his peace, and said coldly: "I...I don't know what happened just now, but Mr. Lan Shuang..."

　　 He was silent for a while, and replied again: "He is my husband after all!"

　　 The surrounding area suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone didn't know what to say.

　　 is something that has already been ironically proven, but at this time, because of Fang Cun's words, it has become embarrassing.

　　 "I just came to visit my husband today to ask for advice. I didn't expect this to happen!"

At this time, Fang Cun had already stood up, turned his head and glanced at the dilapidated cave house and the three willow trees destroyed by the battle. He slowly turned and walked out, his voice looked very tired, and he whispered: "Others, I don't want to talk about it!"

"you……"

　　 Looking at Fang Cun getting up and leaving, Meng Zhixue wanted to help, but Fang Cun turned her back.

　　 She also intuitively felt that the problem didn't seem to be that simple. But if I wanted to persuade me, I didn't dare to say it.

　　 The old Mr. Zhong Yue was also at a loss at this time, but he didn't know how to ask. He said no, should he force him to say yes?

On the contrary, the two people of the city guard and the lord, seeing Fang Cun’s current attitude, their expressions are a little ambiguous, they could have further questioned, but they did not know what question they thought of, the expressions of the two people became a little calm... …

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　　 Is Mr. Lanshuang a good person or a bad person?

　　 When he taught himself, did he have the thought of depriving himself, or did he really want to teach himself?

　　His last time...

　　 These seemingly simple questions caused the square inch to explode.

　　 He was bored, so he just wanted to return home soon.

　　 In the crowd ahead, Xiao Qingyan had drove over in a carriage, completely ignoring the prohibition on carriages in the college. And on his face, there was fear. At this time, his eyes were red, but at this time, he did not dare to talk to the son, so he quickly jumped out of the carriage and opened the door, just wanting to wait. The son got into the car and quickly pulled him back to the house.

　　 "Ding Zero..."

　　 Just as Fang Cun was about to board the carriage, there was a crisp sound.

　　 There was a moment of darkness before Fang Cun's eyes.

　　 slash people, give three thousand merits!

　　 At the same time, there was a commotion in the back, and it seemed to see some amazing changes.

　　 "He... why is his hair gray?"

Some students cried out in exclamation, and some people rushed forward ~lightnovelpub.net~ and in the eyes of countless people, Fang Cunwei was startled and scratched his own hair, and saw that there were countless whites in it. hair.

　　 For a while, there was a silly smile on his face: "Deduct my merits and punish me with gray hair..."

　　 "Just because, I don't tell the truth?"

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　　 The merits of the slasher was ten thousand, but now it only counts three thousand!

　　And more importantly, he clearly didn't have any sins, but his hair suddenly turned white.

　　In just an instant, Fang Cun understood the reason. Refining the pill and wanting to take home is a serious sin in every aspect. Therefore, the Tiandao merit spectrum believes that it should be eliminated, and the crime falls on the scroll, and the conclusion is concluded. But Fang Cun didn’t, and he refused to answer that question, which was tantamount to covering up the sins for Mandrill, so the merits were deducted, and the sins were covered...

　　 For the Tiandao merit spectrum, every task has a core.

　　 Demon misfortune refers to the ethos of people who are angry with the demons and thieves and regard the refining of demonic pills as justified.

　　 Bandit disaster, that is the black water village towering above the earth.

　　The core of the human being is the intricate truth after this refining pill...

　　 just...

　　 "Do you have to make everything public?"

　　 "For this merit, do you force me to do everything?"

"Ha ha……"

　　 Fangcun had these thoughts in his mind, and suddenly he lifted the curtain of the car and got into the carriage.

　　 "Go to your mother!"

　　 He cursed fiercely in his heart, his eyes became extremely cold:

　　 "It doesn't matter if your merits are deducted, it doesn't matter if my hair is all white!"

　　 "Anyway, I will only do what I like to do!"