Patriarch of Wanjiao

Ye Bufan is dead...

The descendant of Heiming Mountain was decapitated, and all internal organs were hollowed out, leaving only a body. The bloody head was hung high in front of the ruined temple on Baijianpo.

"He was... killed by someone!?" Li Mo was stunned.

After all, Ye Bufan is a master of the Nine Inch Realm. He looked at Xuancheng to retreat and made some progress, and he was only half a step away from the Spiritual Breath Realm.

That night, although he was cut off from the Nightcry Demon Knife and his right arm was broken, such an injury should not have much impact on his strength, not to mention life-threatening.

"Who did it?" Li Mo fell into deep thought.

Based on his understanding of Ye Bufan, even if this person was seriously injured, he should still have [-]% of his strength.

In one night, he was reduced to this point, with his head in a different place and his head hanging high, he was extremely vicious and vicious to the extreme. You must know that Ye Bufan is a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, one of the 75 great seeds this year.

"Why do you look at me like this?"

Li Mo glanced over from the corner of his eye, looked at the flickering eyes of Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian, and couldn't help asking.

"Do you know where Baijianpo is?" Hong Xiaofu couldn't help but ask Dao back.

"How do I know?" Li Mo shook his head.

"Back when the Black Sword entered Beijing, the Xuantian Pavilion held a rookie fight here. With his arrogance, he overwhelmed all the heroes and defeated all the swords... Later, the Black Sword achieved great supernatural powers and became famous all over the world. Someone built a temple again to make a statue... ..."

Speaking of this, Hong Xiaofu couldn't help raising his head, and looked at Li Mo with deep meaning.

"You... what do you mean?" Li Mo frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

"Senior Chen said that a few days ago, you fought against Ye Bufan in Shen Nanqing's mansion of Wumen, and you also severely injured him, beheading his arm..." Shang Xujian said with a bitter face.

"I have no grievances or enmity with him, why..."

Li Mo blurted out, but stopped in the middle of the sentence.

Hearing this, Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian glanced at each other and couldn't help but wry smiles.

No grievances, no enmity! ?
In Wangxuan City, Ye Bufan retreated for the first time because of Li Mo.

Of course, this is secret and unknown to outsiders.

But on that day, on the hanging list, Li Mo left his name and alias in full view, erasing Ye Bufan's name, and severely suppressed Heiming Mountain.

Not to mention, that night he broke his arm with a folding knife and inflicted unimaginably severe injuries on Ye Bufan.

At that time, many people saw it with their own eyes, including Shen Nanqing.

"What do you mean? Could it be that you want to blame Ye Bufan's death!?" Li Mo said in a deep voice.

At this moment, he finally knew the purpose of Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian's visit.

"Senior Chen got the letter, and there is no conclusion yet, just let us come here to give you a breath..."

Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth and said, "At present, it seems that you are the most suspicious."

There was a motive, and there was a conflict, but Ye Bufan's head was hung in front of Baijianpo...

That was the place where Black Sword became famous.

What does it mean?
Now, in the huge capital city, Li Mo seems to be the only one who can be related to Hei Jian.

Don't forget, he also has the title of successor of the Black Sword.

"Fart... So, you are also descendants of the Black Sword, and you are also from Luofu Mountain..." Li Mo said in a deep voice.

Hong Xiaofu, Shang Xujian's face trembled when he heard the words, and he laughed dryly.

"Brother, are you kidding... What are we... How can we be called the heirs of the Black Sword?"

"It's just... With our little knowledge, I don't even have the face to admit that I am Luofu's disciple... Heir of the Black Sword, you deserve your name."

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian made no secret of their approval of Li Mo.

However, the more Li Mo listened, the weirder the expression on his face became.

"At the end, Senior Chen asked me to tell you that if someone wants to take you for questioning, you must not resist... Once you resist, you will be convicted of the crime, and the nature is different..."

Hong Xiaofu's words made Li Mo instantly alert.

In the dark, there seems to be a big net hidden in the mist, covering him.

At this moment, the ground rumbled, the dust and sand started to rise, and the bones trembled.

Under the moonlight, a row of light cavalry in black armor galloped forward, each equipped with fine knives and armed with a commander's mansion, and the fierce killing spirit rushed across the border like a whirlwind.

"Where is Li Mo!?"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the night, startling the jackdaws from the treetops, and screaming.

"Mo, calm down...Senior Chen will find a way to clear your name." Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth.

"Go and find Old Feng."

Li Mo's face was solemn, and he stepped out, walking towards the row of light cavalry and black cavalry.

Hong Xiaofu watched Li Mo go up to talk for a few words before being taken away by the other party, with an anxious expression and blushing.

Ye Bufan died, this is not a trivial matter, he was a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion and heir of Heiming Mountain.

If this charge is confirmed... the sky will fall.

"Let's go, let's go find Lao Feng." Hong Xiaofu gritted his teeth, and Shang Xujian followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, the Dongjiao Mingju returned to its former tranquility.

The bright moon hangs high in the night sky, and the jackdaws sit on the branches.

There are many bones in the distance, and the tombs on the mountain are jagged.

"Hey... such a rare young man, how did he become a murderer?"

At this moment, a lonely sigh came from the dilapidated thatched cottage, revealing a trace of regret and heaviness.

"It's getting deserted again..."

That old sigh fell faintly, like a sinking lake and falling rocks, with ripples gradually rising and spreading endlessly layer by layer.

At this moment, the night wind picked up and roared like boiling, as if the tombs all over the mountain were responding to that lonely sigh.

On the top of the mountain, a huge bluestone suddenly shattered, revealing half of an ancient black inscription. On it was engraved with dragon inscriptions in ancient seal script, with seven large characters vaguely written on it:

A mass burial place for one hundred thousand Yin soldiers! ! !
……

Late at night.

Before the fifteenth day, the moon looks very bright tonight.

"Who will share the lonely light in the clear sky, look to the north sadly..."

In the high pavilion, a beautiful figure is leaning on the railing, overlooking the capital, but the phoenix eyes are like a cold pool, unfathomable.

"Master... the warden of the Xuantian Pavilion has already started arresting people..."

At this moment, a bright yellow paper kite flew from the night and landed on the boy's shoulder.

The slender waist slightly twisted, looking in the direction of Xuantian Pavilion.

"Li Mo... you still come to the capital after all..."

The night wind blows, the soft sound resounds, and the bright moonlight shines on Chu Nian's beautiful face.

Although the Young Palace Master of the Tianshi Mansion only met Li Mo once... At that time, Qi Yu was sitting on the first day of Luofu Mountain, and she entered the mountain quietly. voila.

At that time, she felt that the ordinary jailer seemed different.

Later, Qi Yu was defeated and Heitian died.

Chu Nianxin knew that this man with deep fangs would come to the capital one day.

"Master, if disciple Luofu really kills Ye Bufan...the crime is hard to escape, and he will definitely die..." The bright yellow paper kite fluttered its wings and screamed strangely.

"Do you think... he killed people?" Chu Nian asked calmly, calmly.

"Quack quack...whether it is or not...the name of the successor of the black sword can make him die a hundred times..." The bright yellow paper kite laughed strangely.

"Being under the emperor's feet, without any background, daring to swagger through the market with such a name, it is simply a way to die..."

"Li Mo...if he just died like this, he would look boring...Maybe I think highly of him, but..."

Chu Nianxin's eyes were calm, and he said lightly, "That's fine."

While speaking, Chu Nianxin turned around and walked into the building. She walked through the heavy black curtains and stopped suddenly.

This small building is hollow inside, and a faint blue light is lit in each of the eight corners in different directions.

Chains and chains criss-crossed, but a coffin made of ice was suspended in mid-air. At first glance, it looked like a frozen crystal.

There is no sky above, no ground below, no light from the three lights, and no harmony between inside and outside.

Chu Nianxin's vermilion lips moved slightly, her breathing fluctuated slightly, her watery eyes fell on the cold coffin, and there was a corpse lying in it, with feather-like scales growing on her body, wrapping it heavily.

"Into the silence of the black sky..."

Chu Nianxin murmured softly, with a calm expression on his face: "Life and death are destiny, so what if he kills us?"

"Now, he is going to die too."

The indifferent voice echoed in the strange hollow ancient building, and the bright yellow paper kite let out a shrill scream, and the fire was burning, turning it into ashes and flying away.

……

West City, the fifth warden.

In the gloomy trial hall, the flames inside the bronze cauldron were blazing, and the two jailers threw bones piled in the corner into the cauldron from time to time, making the fire even more intense.

Six armored wrestlers stood on the left and right, holding majestic batons.

Above the high hall, there was a cold man with lightning-like eyes and raised brows. There was a deep scar on his chin, which stuck to his flesh like a bug.

Behind him is enshrined a nine-section mace.

"Prison officer, the suspect Li Moye has arrived."

At this moment, Tong San, who looked like a scribe, stepped forward to report, with deep awe in his eyes.

The prison officer ranks tenth among the eighteenth ranks in the Xuantian Hall.

The general judgment belongs to the seventeenth class.

The gap between the two is immeasurable.

Needless to say, Qiu Eli is a master at the [Zhumiao Realm], he has already broken through two barriers in the Spiritual Breath Realm, and it is only a matter of time before he reaches the ninth level.

"Bring it up."

Qiu Eli's voice was as heavy as a bell, he didn't even look at it, he picked up the big stick on the table and gnawed on the bone, but he didn't know what kind of meat it was.

The Fifth Prison Division has a total of eight prisons, each supervised by eight chief prison officers.

On weekdays, he is the king here.

After a while, Li Mo walked in.

Now, he is only a suspect, and he bears the identity of Xuantian Pavilion disciple, but he does not wear shackles.

"grown ups……"

"You are Li Mo?"

Qiu Eli didn't give Li Mo a chance to speak at all, he glanced sideways and sneered.

"Exactly..."

"What's wrong with a place like Luofu Mountain that doesn't shit, what happened this year? There's a hole in your crotch, exposing you..."

Qiu Eli opened his mouth wide, and tore off a piece of fat from the stick bone, chewing until his mouth was full of oil.

"You killed Ye Bufan!?"

The cold words resounded suddenly, not like asking, but like stating a fact.

"I was wronged." Li Mo said coldly.

"Wronged?" Qiu Eli sneered and said, "Let me tell you this, the eight great demons in the world have come to this place, and they have to say that they are wronged."

"Tell me, how did you assassinate Ye Bufan..."

Li Mo's eyes sank, he took a deep breath, and said lightly, "My lord, is there a possibility... Guixu did this thing!"

As soon as the words fell, the small trial hall fell into a brief silence.

Everyone looked at each other, even Qiu Eli was visibly taken aback.

"My lord, he has provided a way of thinking..."

The judge next to him couldn't help but stepped forward and whispered.

Ye Bufan's strength is not something that can be killed by ordinary masters, not to mention that he is still a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion, so courageous, and his methods are so cruel... If it was really the work of Guixu monster, it would be too much. In reason.

Thinking of this, the judge couldn't help but look at Li Mo more.

He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was not very old, but he already had the thinking of going into the officialdom, he was really a young man...

Snapped……

Suddenly, Qiu Eli slapped him across the face, and the slap made him spin on the spot and almost take off.

"Everything is done by Guixu...Did Guixu dig up your ancestor's grave?" Qiu Eli cursed in a deep voice.

"What? Apart from Guixu, can there be no other bad people in this world?"

"Of course, you gave me an idea..."

While talking, Qiu Eli looked at Li Mo, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"So, you are the one who colluded with the monster Guixu and murdered Ye Bufan!?"

"I colluded with your mother..."

Li Mo narrowed his eyes and finally lost his patience.

"Boldly..." Tong Pan scolded sharply while covering his raised cheeks.

"Hey, the bones are really hard..."

Qiu Eli raised his hand, but he didn't get angry.

"Little Luofu, don't worry... His Majesty Shenzong has said that the world of Daqian is the world of the rule of law, and I will not use lynching rashly."

"Come here, lock him up first, and put him in the cell of [A-name]..."

"My lord, the cell of [Size A] is a place where demons and ghosts are imprisoned. This is against the rules..."

At this moment, the judge next to him couldn't help reminding.

Snapped……

It was another slap, and it was slapped away.

"Here, I am the rule..." Qiu Eli looked at Li Mo with a sneer.

"I forgot to tell you, I also practiced in Heiming Mountain before..."

Qiu Eli took the bone of the flag stick, dipped it in the sauce in the basin, and waved his hand at the same time, signaling the jailer to take him away.

"If you can't bear it, don't hold back...I welcome escape here..."

"I will remember what your lord said."

Li Mo glanced indifferently, then turned around and walked out of the trial hall.

"It's so forbearing..."

Qiu Eli looked at Li Moyuan's back, and couldn't help but his eyes suddenly sank. Just now, he hoped that this brat could not help but fight back, but it's a pity...

"Remove the jailer from the No. A prison for me first..."

"Withdraw? What if something happens..." Tong Juan couldn't help worrying.

Snapped……

There was another slap in the face, and the sentence passed, and he got out of the trial hall.

……

A typical company, A prison.

This is a special place to detain demons and ghosts. There are [-] cages alone, which is more than five times larger than the prison in Luofu Mountain.

A strong evil spirit filled almost every corner of the prison, and the black iron cage was engraved with runes.

As soon as Li Mo was brought in, there was a deafening roar.

A character, No. 36.

As soon as the cell door opened, Li Mo was pushed in.

"Boy, ask yourself to be blessed."

The two jailers smiled at each other, and then backed out.

In the darkness, a pungent smell of blood rushed to his face, and there were scattered bones everywhere on the ground.

There was a sudden sound of heavy chains.

As soon as Li Mo came in, he felt a fierce aura, wrapped in deep hostility, and locked him in.

"A human came in!?"

The deafening growl suddenly exploded, and in the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, and slowly walked out from the corner.

Li Mo took a closer look and couldn't help being stunned.

"It's you?"

Dirty curly lotus pods hang over the mouth, ears like cattail fans show golden eyes.The fangs are as sharp as a steel file, and the long mouth is open like a brazier... The demon in front of him is the pig demon that Li Mo met that day.