The Heaven’s Jailer

"Yes!" Song Lian was overjoyed for a while.

Facts have proved that these cultivators of the Yu clan can still stand up to it at critical moments, and there is no need for him to call for them. Everyone will take the initiative to intercept the traitors and spies.

Knowing this a long time ago, he should be more tolerant of these people and move these people out of the battlefield when opening the defense formation.

Just when Song Lian thought that the opportunity to turn defeat into victory had arrived, more than twenty holy masters and many heavenly venerables "hula" surrounded Song Lian.

"You don't chase the traitor Song Shuang and foreign spies, what are you doing around me?" Song Lian was anxious.

Because, at this moment, Song Shuang and Liu Lang had already stood by the teleportation array, and they didn't hurry up anymore. When they boarded the teleportation array, they couldn't catch up with them.

"Traitor, spy?"

A holy master sneered, "Look first, what teleportation array are they on?"

"What teleportation array?" Song Lian was taken aback, not trying to understand what the other party meant.

"Master Lian, that is the teleportation formation leading to the North City." Song Jia said weakly beside him. As the person guarding the teleportation center, everyone is more familiar with the many teleportation formations here than Song Jia, even if he closes his eyes, he knows where each teleportation formation leads.

"Beicheng?" Song Lian frowned.

"Do you think that traitors and spies will wander around in Yucheng at this time? Shouldn't they flee the Yu clan territory in the first place?"

The Holy Lord who spoke first spoke again.

"Yes, at this time, shouldn't they teleport to the small world on the edge of the Yu clan and then flee from the Yu clan territory?" Seeing Liu Lang and Song Shuang, both stepping on the teleportation formation to Beicheng, Song Lian muttered to himself .

"I don't know why?" Seeing that Song Lian was still confused, the Holy Master asked helplessly.

"Why?" Song Lian raised his head.

Judging from his expression, why this sound is definitely from the heart.

"Because they are not the traitors you mentioned, spies!" The Holy Master said with a black face.

To be honest, Song Lian said that the Bai Yuling in Song Shuang's hands was snatched. The Seventh Elder had been killed, and when they couldn't contact the Seventh Elder, they really believed that Song Shuang had rebelled against the clan, and Song Shuang's side Liu Lang is a foreign spy.

However, what happened later completely negated their judgment.

Especially for the last item, Song Shuang and Liu Lang not only fled, but also went to the northern city where many high-level Yu clan gathered. If they really murdered the Seventh Elders, wouldn't they throw themselves into the trap?

At this moment, Song Lian was also in a daze.

"Am I wrong?"

Recalling every detail carefully, Song Lian's eyes flickered.

Thinking about it rationally, if Song Shuang is not a traitor, Liu Lang is not a foreign spy, and the person who has benefited the most, it is him.

Under Liu Lang's persecution, he closed the defense formation and restored the teleportation center. If he was really a foreign spy, then he would assist the spy to escape. Even if he was not expelled from the Yu clan, his direct line status might not be preserved.

However, if Liu Lang is not a foreign spy, then there is no issue of principle involved. At most, it is a misunderstanding. He should be apologized and apologized. As long as Song Shuang and Liu Lang, who are the parties, don’t hold him accountable, he will be fine. .

Thinking of this, Song Lian suddenly had a glimmer of anticipation, hoping that he would make a mistake in his first judgment and misunderstood Song Shuang and Liu Lang.

"Maybe I have made things complicated. There may be some misunderstandings here." After a long time, Song Lian took a deep breath and said to the many holy lords who surrounded him.

"Maybe what it means, it must be!"

Many people pouted and said.

"Good, good, sure."

Song Lian nodded and stopped arguing, "Since it's a misunderstanding, I won't waste everyone's time. What should everyone do!"

"What should we do? A word that dismissed us?"

Someone quit immediately.

"The misunderstanding is also Song Shuang's misunderstanding. It has nothing to do with you?" Song Lian was a little confused, not knowing why these people surrounded him with righteous indignation.

"The misunderstanding is that it has nothing to do with us, but you just trapped us in the defensive formation and injured us with a giant net. What is the matter?"

"Yeah, how does this matter?"

"How to calculate?"

Many holy masters uttered one after another, and some Tianzun also bluffed.

"I..." Song Lian took a gulp of old blood, rushing to his throat, almost squirting it out.

In fact, the giant net in the defensive formation is not lethal. It is these people who struggled too violently before they were eroded by the formation. You see, Song Shuang, after being caught in the net, did not move much. After the net disappeared, nothing happened.

However, Song Lian could not say the above remarks, because once they were said, they would inevitably arouse public anger. At that time, a single person could drown him here. After all, now, everyone around him People and combat power are above him.

"I admit, it's all my fault, what do you want to do?" Song Lian simply persuaded that the person who knew the current affairs was a handsome man.

"What should I do? At least I have to pay for medical expenses?"

"They are all feathers, just pay for medical expenses."

"Yes, medical expenses!"

Everyone, with your words and my words, we quickly reached an agreement. It is a well-known thing that the craftsmen have money and resources, and Song Lian is in charge of the entire Yuzu’s craftsmanship. It is also rich.

Finally seizing an opportunity, I am sorry if I don't strike a stroke hard.

"Then how much medical expenses do you plan to cost?" Although Song Lian was upset, he was as calm as possible on the surface.

"Ten holy pill?"

"A yellow-order holy artifact?"

"Five star sources?"

Everyone quoted one after another.

"My Nima..."

Song Lian exploded for the second time. Obviously, these people were talking loudly at the lion. Whether it was a holy elixir or a holy weapon, it was hard currency. As for the star source, it was the top cultivation of the holy master realm cultivator. The resource, the aura contained in a star source, is basically equivalent to the sum of the aura of a small world.

Song Lian wanted to refuse it, but, after all, he was on the wrong line. The most important thing is that these people are witnesses to the struggle that has just happened. As long as these people are calmed down as soon as possible, major events can be reduced.

Otherwise, these people will preach all over, even if everything proves to be a misunderstanding in the end, he will not escape punishment.

After weighing the pros and cons, Song Lian could only pinch his nose to bargain with these people.

Even so, Song Lian finally paid his blood, and after a quarter of an hour, more than twenty holy masters and many heavenly veterans, with medical expenses, disappeared.

Song Lian, whose storage ring was empty, sat down on the ground.

The only thing to be thankful for is that those who took the medical bills promised to keep their mouths tight and not to tell what happened today.