Chapter 709: Good show opening (four)

"I ask you to convey zhen qi to Phantom Yin, and use flames to dredge her meridians."
There should be no problem now, right? Can you prove her identity?
After she entered the fantasy palace, she must make Baiyan regret it for life!
He Cuicui's mouth raised a triumphant smile, gloating at the woman standing in front of Tsing Yi, her brows and eyes were full of resentment.
"Oh," Wen Xunhuan nodded clearly, "This question is answered well, very well, but can you show us your flames?"
Before He Cuicui's proud mouth could be put down, his face froze suddenly.
This time, not only she, but even Mu Leng had forgotten one thing.
Only the alchemist can control the flames! Except for alchemists, no one else has this ability!
Seeing He Cuicui did not move, Wen Xunhuan did not urge her. On the contrary, Mu Zhen became a little impatient: "What are you doing in a daze? Get out your flames quickly."
He Cuicui's face was embarrassed, and she still didn't act. She faltered, not knowing what to say, and looked at Mu Leng with a cry for help.
After seeing Wen Xunhuan asking He Cuicui to use the flames, Mu Leng knew that something was wrong. Now that she was already unable to protect herself, how could he manage He Cuicui's life and death?
"Master!"
She gritted her teeth and deliberately lowered her voice: "She can't use flames."
Can't cast flames?
Mu Zhen's face changed drastically, and she finally understood why He Cuicui was so slow to do it.
"Why did you find such a person?" Mu Zhen said with an aversion to iron.
Fortunately, the discussion was louder at this time, covering their voices, so that no one could hear their conversation.
Mu Leng lowered her head in shame, her nervous hands were trembling, but it was thought that Master was the elder of the Fantasy Palace, even if she did something wrong, the Palace Lord would not really punish her.
"It seems that you don't have the ability to control the flames," Wen Xun laughed happily, "you can't control the flames, then tell me now, how did you save the phantom? Huh?"
The last word made He Cuicui’s tense emotions collapse, her eyes were frantically: "It was Mu Leng, it was Mu Leng who came to me, she made me pretend to be the savior of Phantom Sound, it’s none of my business. , Please let me go..."
At this moment, there was no sound around him.
The elders who had helped Mu Zhen were shocked just now. Maybe they didn't expect that they would be thrown around by a counterfeit, and they would offend the genuine people because of this?
Jun Tianyue trembled and pointed to the pale-faced Mu Leng: "You dare to lie to me! I, Jun Tianyue, has grown up so old, and I have never been teased like this! Nothing, today, you must severely punish these people, otherwise , I will never return to the Magic Mansion!"
Snapped!
Panic flashed across Mu Zhen's eyes, and she slapped Mu Leng's face. Mu Leng Qingli's face immediately became red and swollen, and there were five more fingerprints.
"Muleng, this is how you usually teach you as a teacher? Why do you want to deceive Palace Master and Madam? Are you convicted?"
Mu Leng knelt on the ground with a pout: "Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong. Disciple is only very sad to see the second son and the magical girl, and can't bear their pain, so I found someone to impersonate, I really don't know the white girl is still alive Please forgive me, Master."
The implication was that she made He Cuicui pretend to be a white face, not because of her own desires, but because she could not bear to hear about the joy of seeking and the phantom sound of grief.
She is also kind, you people can't wipe out her kindness in this way.