Zhou Teng's words, instead of calming everyone's anger, poured a pot of boiling oil on the fire.
"You don't even cover it up, who gave you the power to execute the gentle grandfather."
"Why the murderer can get away with it, why Wen Liang doesn't even have a chance to get justice."
"Prince Rui, do your Zhou family want to be a royal family, or do you want to exploit us?"
A voice of questioning resounded in all directions.
The crowd became angry and surrounded Zhou Teng and others, not allowing them to leave.
Looking at the angry students in front of him, Zhou Teng frowned.
"Strange, they were not like this before." Zhou Teng murmured.
On weekdays, the students in the Imperial College are all practicing on their own, and usually don't care about external affairs.
Coming here, the ultimate goal is to become stronger. If too many other chores are mixed in, if the cultivation base is affected, then the gain will outweigh the loss.
But since yesterday, it seems that everything has changed.
These people are not afraid of his status as the county king, and even dare to criticize him face to face.
In the past, this would never have happened.
"Don't worry, Xiaojun Wang, these people are like ants, and they are nothing to worry about. They can't get together at all. As long as we frighten one of them, the rest will become a mess and disperse naturally." A Tang native laughed.
Several other Tang people were still watching all this with a smile.
For them, those angry Qi people are like pigs and dogs, useless.
Be angry when you are angry.
They are high-ranking Tang people. No matter how angry these people are, what can they do with them?
"They're not ready to make a move yet. It seems that your attack failed." The Skynet agent frowned.
"The coward and the brave are only in one thought."
Mr. Zhang said lightly: "The anger is not enough, I still need to light another fire."
After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhang waved his hand lightly, and several people in the distant crowd understood and nodded in Mr. Zhang's direction.
Above the sky, a thunder suddenly flashed.
At this moment, someone suddenly pointed in the direction of the training tower and said loudly: "Someone has hanged himself!"
Wow! This time l*i*ngshufang.com Zhang Si
All eyes turned to the cultivation tower again.
The monks can see thousands of miles away. Even though everyone's current location is still some distance away from the cultivation tower, everything that happened above is still clearly captured by everyone.
It was a woman, wearing a red dress with loose hair, hanging from the top of the cultivation tower.
The training tower soared into the sky, unattainable, and the top was wrinkled by the strong wind, and the woman's body was blown by the strong wind, swinging back and forth on the top of the training tower.
"Who is dead?" A student, Yu Jian, flew up and carried the woman's body down.
"The practice tower commits suicide, unprecedented!"
"I know her, she is a student of Spirit Sword Hall, why can't she think about it suddenly?"
"The soul is gone. She swallowed poison before she died. She never thought of letting herself live."
Everyone around is arguing.
But at this moment, a miserable cry came from the crowd. Make Big z.com Make Xiao
I saw a student who suddenly ran to the woman in red and wailed in pain, "Tong'er, why don't you think about it!"
The people around gave way one after another, this student is the Taoist partner of Tong'er, a girl in red.
The student cried and howled, and suddenly groped into the palm of the woman in red, holding a note