Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

In an instant, the treasure wheel spun rapidly around, those archers had not had time to react, and they were all beheaded by the treasure wheel!

More than 20 people were separated almost instantly, blood spattered seven steps!

Murong Di was stunned: "This, this..."

"Don't patronize others, think about yourself." Jiang Han smiled.

Murong Di looked back, and at some point, Tianwu Baolun, like a wandering spirit, cut towards his back in an instant.

After a series of cuts, Murong Di found out in embarrassment that his hands and feet were no longer in control. It turned out that Jiang Han had cut off his limbs in an instant.

To be precise, it should be five limbs, after all, men are born with one more than women.

Murong Di fell from the sky, but Jiang Han quickly passed by, tapped the water with his toes, grabbed Murong Di's collar, and came to the shore with three swipes, and very "intimately" poked acupoints on him to stop the bleeding , keep him from bleeding to death!

"You, who are you?!" Murong Di realized that he had kicked the iron plate. At this time, he hated and regretted in his heart, only hated that the information was wrong.

Jiang Han was playing with the Autumn Water Sword in his hand. He tapped the water surface with the tip of the sword, and instantly a huge vortex appeared on the water surface!

Sure enough, this is a top-quality sword that can control the flow of water, and it is also one of the treasures of Murong Villa!

"Forget it, I happen to be fine tonight, let's play with a piece of meat." Jiang Han said, holding the Qiushui sword, he picked Murong Di's collarbone, and Murong Di's collarbone was pulled away immediately, and he was in pain. yell.

"You, you kill me! You kill me!"

"Why did you kill you? It's not easy to have such a toy, and you were so powerful just now, I was so scared!" Jiang Han cut off Murong Di's nose with another sword.

At this moment, Murong Di was like meat on a chopping board, while Jiang Han was a butcher holding a bone-chopping knife. He was trembling with fear, as if death had become a luxury at this time.

"Don't think about biting your tongue to kill yourself, if you dare to bite, I will remove all the teeth from your mouth!" Jiang Han's Qiushui sword was stuffed into Murong Di's mouth.

Murong Di finally couldn't take it anymore, tears flowed like a fountain, and snot flowed out of his nose.

"I want to ask you something, would you like to talk?" Jiang Han asked, and he took the sword back.

Murong Di scolded: "I just want to die, if it belongs to a man, kill me!"

"Why should I listen to you? How old are you?" Jiang Han struck again, and Murong Di's ears and body were separated forever.

"Woooooooo..."

Murong Di broke down: "You, you said... I just want to die... I want to die..."

"You used the Qiushui sword, so you did the underwater thing? I mean the hole in the bottom of Mrs. Zhizhou's boat." Jiang Han asked.

Murong Di burst into tears, and he kept nodding.

Jiang Han suddenly said: "Long Kui is so ruthless, he didn't even leave a living..."

He wasn't sure it was Long Kui's instigation, so he deliberately mentioned Long Kui's name.

"Everyone in the Fenglingyue Shadow Sect knows that Senior Brother Long Kui's idea is to let the Fenglingyue Shadow Sect come out of the deep mountains and old forests, instead of standing behind the Dashen Dynasty all the time, he wants to set foot in the world... this It was all his idea. When I escaped from Ziwei Continent and came to Fenglingyue Shadow Sect, it was also to avoid the limelight. After all, Murong Bo's animal offered a reward of 5000 taels of gold for my head... I, I can't hide... "Murong Di moaned.

Jiang Han secretly thought, it really was Long Kui's idea. In this way, Long Kui and the First Prince have a very good relationship, and all of this was ordered by the First Prince.

"The eldest prince met with Mr. Zhizhou, did something happen?" Jiang Han asked.

"I don't know..." Murong Di gasped in pain.

Jiang Han raised his sword and was about to kill, but Murong Di immediately gave in. "I also heard that... I heard that the First Prince wanted to pull Master Zhizhou into his camp, but Master Zhizhou refused."

"So Master Zhizhou's whole family died strangely?" Jiang Han glared at him angrily.

"It was all designed by Zhang Qilin, he is a devil! There is a concubine in Zhizhou who is pregnant with Liujia, and then Zhang Qilin let Jiang Yang's robbers take her to the brothel. After all, the concubine is Zhizhou's child in her stomach, so she fell into the trap. Lord Zhizhou died inside together with his concubine, and later the madam was bribed, and it was announced to the public that Lord Zhizhou died on the woman's belly."

"So that's the case." A doubt in Jiang Han's heart was solved again, and he said, "Then why did the president of the Taiyin edition of Jianghu Daily encounter an accident?"

Murong Di trembled, hesitated and refused to speak.

Jiang Han directly put the sword on Murongdi's waist: "Do you want to eat the charcoal roasted kidney? How about I dig out your kidney and cook it for you to eat?"

Murong Di called the devil directly, but he dared not say: "Because he wants to sue the imperial court!"

Boom!

A flash of lightning broke the silent night sky, and Jiang Han looked at Murong Di in disbelief.

Chapter 531 The arrow is on the string

What Murong Di explained quickly made Jiang Han sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

But this one clue clearly points to a final problem.

Why did the eldest prince win over the magistrate of Taiyin Prefecture?

Why does he want the support of so many monster races?

Could it be that they forced the palace?Blackmail the emperor to abdicate?

Jiang Han asked Murong Di again, but Murong Di couldn't tell anymore. It's no wonder, after all, although he is a core disciple of Fenglingyue Shadow Sect, his cultivation level is mediocre and his knowledge is limited.

Jiang Han gave him a happy birthday, and cut off its head, put it together with the Qiushui sword, and planned to return it to Murong Villa someday. This is a great favor.

Back at the newspaper office, Jiang Han had already seen Shu Wen leaning against the bed, and on the bed was Ah Xiang who had fallen asleep.

Jiang Han looked around, found two steamed buns that were cold, and ate some pickles to fill his empty stomach.

Maybe it was the movement of eating that woke Shu Wen up, Shu Wen got up and said, "Brother Wuming."

"You're awake, did I disturb you?" Jiang Han said.

"No, did you find anything?"

"I have to look for your father's relics. I'm afraid there are some terrible things in it." Jiang Han said, telling about Shu Wen's father's death and Zhizhou's being framed as he walked.

After hearing this, Shu Wen was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Han comforted him, saying that everything would pass. Although it was only in words, Shu Wen still felt a lot better in his heart.

"You have the key, go and see for yourself," Shu Wen said.

Jiang Han looked at her: "Aren't you going?"

"Well, I want to be alone for a while..." Shu Wen lowered his head.

Jiang Han didn't try to persuade him anymore, he began to think, because the old president's desk had already been found, so it was obviously very difficult to find more clues.

He began to deliberate against the routine.

If he were the old president, he would definitely not put the materials of the petition in an unexpected place. He suddenly said, "Shu Wen, can I go to your room?"

Shu Wen blushed immediately when he heard it: "Brother Wuming, do you want to..."

"Well, I think." Jiang Han said, after all, as the only daughter of the old president, maybe there might be some clues in Shu Wen's room.

Shu Wen lowered her head, and she twisted the corner of her clothes: "Is this too fast? We haven't known each other for six hours, and I..."

"It doesn't matter, I also want to prove my idea." Jiang Han said.

Shu Wen smiled bitterly: "No wonder Big Brother Wuming helped me so much. It turns out...but if the object is Big Brother Wuming, then... that's fine."

She brought Jiang Han to her boudoir, just as the maid was tidying up the room.

The servant girl saw the two of them approaching, she got up and said, "Miss, Mr. Nameless..."

"Go out." Shu Wen said, "You don't have to come in without my word."

"Well, the servant girl has gone to serve Ah Xiang." The servant girl left the room and closed the door very sensiblely.

She sighed faintly, and leaned against the door, thinking that since the master passed away, the young lady carried the entire newspaper office by herself and still had so many properties.

But those creditors like to bully poor people. Although there is a nameless person now, I didn't expect him to be greedy for Shuwen's body, but with such a master to help out, everything in the newspaper office should be better in the future...

hula la...

Shu Wen drew the curtains, she pursed her lips and lowered her head and said, "Brother Wuming, it's getting late at night, why don't you just rest?"

"Huh? Wait for a while." Jiang Han looked around, wondering if the old president had said so, where would he put the things?

But soon, Jiang Han saw the Nuan Ge bed. This Nuan Ge bed was made of high-quality rosewood, and the surrounding area was also very clean, and there were many traps in the Nuan Ge bed.

Jiang Han came to the bed, touched here, touched there, put his ear on the bed board, and kept listening to the echo of the knocking.

"Your bed is very old." Jiang Han said.

Shu Wen's voice came from behind: "Well, my father ordered this for me before he was alive. He said that when I got married, I would send it to my husband's house together. This thing can be a family heirloom."

"Indeed, warmer beds require high skill, and some of the materials are the most rare and valuable," Jiang Han said.

When he turned around to look, he found that Shu Wen had already taken off his coat, and inside was just a bellyband and a pair of obscene trousers.

He was stunned: "You you...Miss Shu Wen, what are you doing?"

But looking at Shu Wen, she is delicate and fragrant at this time, and her appearance is quite attractive. She is at the youngest age of eighteen or nineteen. She is shy, holding a silk handkerchief in her hand, and she is afraid to speak with her head down.

Under the light, she is particularly cute, with red lips on her pink face, her expression is shy, her beauty is like pink peach petals, and her demeanor is like an orchid. Everyone has a ladylike air, and the whole person is full of agility.

"Didn't Brother Wuming say... think..." Shu Wen lowered her head, Qiao Qiao's face was so red that she was about to bleed, she twisted the white handkerchief, "Brother Wuming, I... if my father is here, Maybe I still need to ask his permission, but now that the old man has passed away, and the big brother Wuming has been kind to me, I don't complain."

Damn it, my God!

Jiang Han got up from the bed, thinking that he was looking for something, could this girl be wrong?

"Well, are you thinking about something wrong?" Jiang Han said.

Shu Wen was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood, she said, "What's wrong?"

"I'm here to..."

"I hate it, do you have to tell me?" Shu Wen snorted and moved closer to Jiang Han.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Han never expected that in just one month, he would fall twice.

He opened his eyes, but saw Shu Wen who was still sleeping soundly beside him. Shu Wen was pillowing her arm, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

After all, although this Shu Wen is a monster, he has no cultivation.

Who is Jiang Han?That is a master at the level of a little heaven and man, whether it is strength or speed, it is superior to most ordinary people, how can a mere little girl like Shuwen stand up to it?

Jiang Han quietly moved his elbow away, then glanced at the beautiful sun outside, and got up.

"Brother Wuming..." Shu Wen was obviously woken up. Seeing Jiang Han starting to get dressed, she said disappointedly, "Brother Wuming is leaving?"

"yesterday……"

"Well, I might have misunderstood it, but..." Shu Wen's eyes were red. She later found out that Jiang Han's purpose was to find his father's relics, but it was too late when she found out.

The arrow is on the string, how can it not be fired?

Chapter 532

When Shu Wen got up, she saw a white handkerchief that had fallen from the Nuan Pavilion with bright red patterns on it. She was so ashamed that she immediately held it in her hand and hid it.

Taking a peek at Jiang Han again, he found that Jiang Han seemed to be nervous, knocking on the bed, and suddenly he lifted the quilt.

"Brother Invincible, you... what did you find?" Shu Wen said hastily.

Jiang Han glanced at the beautiful and delicious Shu Wen, but his attention was still on the bed, he said: "When your father bought this Nuan Pavilion back then, he must have been prepared, even if the family was in poverty, this Nuan Pavilion would not selling."

"Well, that's what he said."

"That's right." Jiang Han said, he spotted a grid, took out the Qingfeng sword and gently pried it open along the gap, and suddenly a grid appeared in front of him, Jiang Han looked into the grid and sure enough It is loaded with something.

It is a brocade box.

"I, I'm going to change clothes." Shu Wen said in a panic, and she immediately hid behind the screen.

But Jiang Han opened the brocade box, looked inside, and sure enough there were a lot of things in it.

There is also a yellow cloth with words written on it.

He opened it and saw that he really wanted to sue the imperial court!

"Cao Min Shu Le is the president of the Taiyin Newspaper..." Jiang Han scanned the words above, but the more he looked down, the more Jiang Han's heart agitated.

The contents inside made him break out in a cold sweat.

Not long after, Shu Wen came out, seeing Jiang Han's appearance, she asked curiously: "Brother Wuming, what did you find?"

"The First Prince intends...to use the monster clan in Taiyin Prefecture to fight Dayan!" Jiang Han said.

As soon as these words came out, even Shu Wen stood there dumbfounded. She looked at Jiang Han in disbelief: "War?"