C328 dowry
C328 dowry
Wu Hao's face quickly changed and calmed down before suddenly turning cold.
"Hmph, what a joke, and how ridiculous!" He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered. He looked at the white-haired old man without any hesitation and without any fear.
"Younger generation, can you explain to me what exactly happened?" The old man stared at him. His tone was extremely cold.
"Explain what? With just a few words from them, and with so many new disciples not back yet, are they framing me for killing them?" Hearing this, Wu Hao sneered yet again.
"There are no waves without wind. They have no enmity or grievances with you, so how could they frame you for no reason? I see that you are still just an honest person. Why do you want to harm your fellow disciples?"
"Since you know that I have no enmity with them, why should I kill them?" Wu Hao did not answer, but asked with a sharp tone.
"He … Did you take your beast cores? " The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly became sharp when he heard this. He turned around to look at the ten plus people and asked.
No one replied, but they all shook their heads.
"Since he's not, why would he want to kill you?"
"He … "He said we should all die, then mercilessly used the sword in his hand to stab us …"
Sword!
A single word from the sword instantly shocked Wu Hao's mind, and The man in black with the devil mask appeared in his mind for no apparent reason.
A few days ago, he was ambushed and took away the Dragon-veined Sword, and then attacked and stayed behind, there seemed to be a flaw that could be found.
"Sword? Which sword is this now in his hand? " The white-haired old man turned to ask the Dragon-veined Sword in Wu Hao's hands.
"Yes, it's this sword covered in dragon patterns!"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly waved towards Wu Hao's sleeves, following that, a strong gust of wind blew. The Dragon-veined Sword that was stabbed into his back was sucked into's hands, he carefully observed it for a while, then came to the front of the youth, squatting down and tearing Wu Hao's shoulder blade, he compared the wound with the Dragon-veined Sword.
After realizing that the wound was exactly the same size as the Dragon-veined Sword, he stood up and looked at the people behind him.
"Let this old man have a good look at the wounds on your bodies …"
The moment those words left his mouth, everyone exposed the wounds on their bodies, which were about to heal.
In the entire process, Wu Hao remained silent.
Even Zhuang Liandie, Hu Qingyang, and the others had thought of this.
The Dragon-veined Sword had previously been snatched away by a The man in black with the devil mask, and then sent back as a gift through a crafty trick.
Wasn't this a pretense to make everyone think that Wu Hao was the one who assassinated a group of new disciples with his Dragon-veined Sword?!
"How do you explain this?" After comparing them, all of the sword wounds matched up to the Dragon-veined Sword, and the killing intent coming out from the white-haired old man's body was extremely strong.
A terrifying pressure pressed down on Wu Hao, causing him to once again spurt out a mouthful of blood.
"Stop!"
Seeing that his husband was vomiting blood again, Zhuang Liandie immediately shouted to the white-haired old man, and at the same time, quickly blocked in front of Wu Hao, but in the next moment, what he faced was also her spitting blood.
Swish!
The pressure was just too great, to the point that Wu Hao was unable to withstand it, and became severely injured, let alone Zhuang Liandie.
"Explain. Give me an explanation, otherwise …" "Die!"