"Luo Feng Do you have evidence? "

Ji Wuchen's voice is particularly low, staring at Luo Feng, eyes such as electricity.

See Luo Feng calmly answer: "everything is what I see with my own eyes, hear with my own ears, this is the evidence!"

"Good! Good! Good

Ji Wuchen three good words in succession, fully showed his inner anger.

Just listen to him continue to a big drink, shake the whole audience: "come on!"

Outside the main hall, there was a pair of warriors in armor and armed with weapons.

At this time, Luo Feng's eyes, with the joy of winning, turned to look at chen fan, with a sense of contempt.

"Take Luo Feng for me and go straight to the death row!"

Ji Wuchen suddenly can't refuse to open her mouth.

Luo Feng's whole person is a Leng, some unbelievable mouth way: "leader you..."

"Don't call me chief!" Ji Wuchen roared: "you know what crime it is to slander others in front of me!"

"I have sent someone to investigate Mr. Chen's identity. Every word he said in this hall that day is true. How dare you make such a remark here?"

"Luo Feng, when I thought you were loyal, let you stay with xing'er to help. Now it's better. You let me down too much!"

A few words, said Luo Feng speechless, do not know how to defend.

He had heard Ji Xing say that Chen Fan was a foreigner.

This matter has even been confirmed from Chen fan, why such a big accident?

What is the problem?

The reason naturally lies in Chen fan.

Can Chen Fan leave such a big loophole in his identity and ignore it?

Of course not!

As early as they had just won Ji Xing's trust, they worked together to play a play, and they really got a real identity in Qianbu.

Therefore, chen fan dared to say that he came from Qianbu.

It's just that no one else knows about it.

Today's Luo Feng, is equal to directly hit the muzzle of the gun, he does not die who died?

"Luo Feng, you let me down. I used to trust you so much, but now you do such a thing to slander Mr. Chen because of jealousy. It's in vain for me to trust you!"

Ji Xing also spoke.

Although once Luo Feng is his most trusted person, but everything can be changed.

Now, sheji can't abandon Chen Duxing.

Well, since Luo Feng himself died, Ji Xing did not mind giving it up and became the capital he once again attracted chen fan.

"You You... "

Luo Feng speechless, staring at Ji Wuchen, Ji Xing, and Chen fan, could not say a word.

Finally, the four words are incisive and incisive.

A team of samurai immediately want to take people, Luo Feng instinctive resistance.

But at this time, Ji Wuchen pointed out that he had directly fixed Luo Feng and let his whole person move.

In this scene, chen fan's pupil contracted.

He knew that Luo Feng's cultivation was extremely profound in the holy land.

Although they are confident that they can kill each other, they can not be so understatement of the people.

What does that mean?

Ji Wuchen's accomplishments are beyond his imagination.

Silent will this confidence backlog in the bottom of my heart, chen fan long breath, slowly rose.

"Leader, second childe, Chen did not know when bodyguard Luo had a festival with me, and he would have done such things."

"Now that it's up to me now, I want to give him a ride myself."

As soon as this was said, Ji Wuchen nodded her head and said, "in that case, Mr. Chen will go. Come on, I'll continue to drink!"

After all, Ji Wuchen no longer pays attention to whether Luo Feng is dead or alive.

As for Chen fan, before leaving, he also gave Ji Xing an eye, reminding him not to forget important things.

In this way, under the escort of the samurai, Luo Feng was taken away.

Chen Fan followed closely all the way.

So came to think, Luo Feng was locked in prison, Ji Wuchen had been under the ban, also this untied.

Chen fan and Luo Feng face each other from the cell.

No one spoke. Luo Feng's eyes were gray and full of despair.

He knew that he was finished.

"Alas..." After a long time, chen fan sighed: "I told you to think clearly before you act. Why don't you listen?"

Shaking his head, chen fan turned to leave, leaving only Luo Feng alone, sitting dejectedly in the cell.

Waiting for him, will be a few days later, the end of the direct execution.

At this moment, no one knows what Luo Feng is thinking in his heart, perhaps regret, or resentment.But none of this matters.