Liu Fufeng thought it was not good, but he quickly calmed down, "That's it, Mrs. Wen, you must make the decision for Sister Jinglian..."

"Grandma Zhao, look at this... Although Xueli is your granddaughter, she has to be responsible for the trouble. I hope Grandma Zhao will forgive her." Zhuo Shui Ran looked at Grandma Zhao politely. If it weren't for Grandma Zhao, she wouldn't have been so pleased!

The distinguished guests below were talking, some were a little suspicious, and they felt that it was the most toxic and quarrel.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost stir-fried, Wen Xueli held down Grandma Zhao who wanted to speak for her and stood up.

The girl's dark and clean eyes seemed to have sadness, "Please listen to Xueli's words..."

Beauties always have many privileges. Even if Zhuo Shuiran and the others want to block her mouth and prevent her from speaking, the people standing below don’t think so.

"Then let me listen to what Miss Third said first. You can't let Mrs. Zhuo say what is, right?" Someone couldn't help but speak for the beautiful girl.

"What I said is..." The lobby was quiet and waited for the girl to speak.

"Thank you..." A clear and gentle smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, making everyone intoxicated.

"Mrs. Zhuo, what caused the injury on Miss Zhou Jinglian?" The girl's clean voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, beautiful and clear, as if she could unconsciously soothe people's emotions.

"I was injured by a weapon summoned by a gold magic..." Mrs. Zhuo wiped her tears and said gritting her teeth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Fufeng immediately spoke, "Yes! Wen Xueli has gold magic!"

Wen Xueli looked sad and stared at Liu Fufeng straight, "Liu Fufeng, why did you frame me? Just because I saw you killed Jinglian with the golden magic because of jealousy, so do you have to kill me?"

The girl's voice was sad and there was an uproar below.

Mrs. Zhuo stood up and stared at Liu Fufeng with anger, "What? Is Wen Xueli's saying true?"

"No... don't listen to her nonsense! Jinglian and I are good friends! How could I kill her? I didn't!" Liu Fufeng was probably a little guilty because he had indeed injured Zhuo Jinglian by chance.

Wen Xueli hid the satisfaction in her eyes. It is still a wonderful thing to have a stupid enemy...

"Think about it, Miss Jinglian is a second-level first-level water magician. I...I can't even practice primary magic... I am a weak woman, how could I get Miss Jinglian..."

The girl's eyes were sincere and clean as if it were glass, "What's more, why did I hurt Miss Jinglian..."

Everyone whispered and nodded, feeling that this was reasonable.

"That's right, a second-level first-level magician must at least have a peak-level gold-type magician at the first level to be injured. Miss Wen San's magic aura is not even a junior magician. If she said that she injured Miss Zhuo's family, I would definitely not believe it."

Others also agreed.

Wen Xueli hid her smile and glanced at Liu Fufeng quietly. She just met her gaze, and a chill burst out from behind... She did it on purpose...

When he withdrew his gaze, Wen Xueli accidentally met the gaze that Ye Zeyu came. His gaze was still deep and meaningful. It seemed that he had seen through her tricks.

Wen Xueli frowned slightly, and threw him a threatening look invisible. She didn't want all these skills to be wasted. Liu Fufeng thought it was not good, but he quickly calmed down his mind, "That's it, Mrs. Wen, you must make the decision for Sister Jinglian..."

"Grandma Zhao, look at this... Although Xueli is your granddaughter, she has to be responsible for the trouble. I hope Grandma Zhao will forgive her." Zhuo Shui Ran looked at Grandma Zhao politely. If it weren't for Grandma Zhao, she wouldn't have been so pleased!

The distinguished guests below were talking, some were a little suspicious, and they felt that it was the most toxic and quarrel.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost stir-fried, Wen Xueli held down Grandma Zhao who wanted to speak for her and stood up.

The girl's dark and clean eyes seemed to have sadness, "Please listen to Xueli's words..."

Beauties always have many privileges. Even if Zhuo Shuiran and the others want to block her mouth and prevent her from speaking, the people standing below don’t think so.

"Then let me listen to what Miss Third said first. You can't let Mrs. Zhuo say what is, right?" Someone couldn't help but speak for the beautiful girl.

"What I said is..." The lobby was quiet and waited for the girl to speak.

"Thank you..." A clear and gentle smile appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth, making everyone intoxicated.

"Mrs. Zhuo, what caused the injury on Miss Zhou Jinglian?" The girl's clean voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, beautiful and clear, as if she could unconsciously soothe people's emotions.

"I was injured by a weapon summoned by a gold magic..." Mrs. Zhuo wiped her tears and said gritting her teeth.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Fufeng immediately spoke, "Yes! Wen Xueli has gold magic!"

Wen Xueli looked sad and stared at Liu Fufeng straight, "Liu Fufeng, why did you frame me? Just because I saw you killed Jinglian with the golden magic because of jealousy, so do you have to kill me?"

The girl's voice was sad and there was an uproar below.

Mrs. Zhuo stood up and stared at Liu Fufeng with anger, "What? Is Wen Xueli's saying true?"

"No... don't listen to her nonsense! Jinglian and I are good friends! How could I kill her? I didn't!" Liu Fufeng was probably a little guilty because he had indeed injured Zhuo Jinglian by chance.

Wen Xueli hid the satisfaction in her eyes. It is still a wonderful thing to have a stupid enemy...

"Think about it, Miss Jinglian is a second-level first-level water magician. I...I can't even practice primary magic... I am a weak woman, how could I get Miss Jinglian..."

The girl's eyes were sincere and clean as if it were glass, "What's more, why did I hurt Miss Jinglian..."

Everyone whispered and nodded, feeling that this was reasonable.

"That's right, a second-level first-level magician must at least have a peak-level gold-type magician at the first level to be injured. Miss Wen San's magic aura is not even a junior magician. If she said that she injured Miss Zhuo's family, I would definitely not believe it."

Others also agreed.

Wen Xueli hid her smile and glanced at Liu Fufeng quietly. She just met her gaze, and a chill burst out from behind... She did it on purpose...

When he withdrew his gaze, Wen Xueli accidentally met the gaze that Ye Zeyu came. His gaze was still deep and meaningful. It seemed that he had seen through her tricks.
Chapter completed!