[Comprehensive martial arts] relying on the beauty of the murder

The man in front of him had tears on his face that hadn't been dried yet, his throat was pierced, blood stained the fluffy white clothes red.

Although he disguised himself deliberately, Lin Muyin still recognized that the lifeless corpse in front of him was the arrester Liu Yixu.

She was so shocked by this scene that she couldn't speak, and her palms and forehead that had just sweated a little were already a little cold.

"How could it be him…

Lin Muyin murmured in disbelief, she subconsciously squatted down, trying to see the other person's face clearly.

In the end, she closed Liu Yixu's eyelids with trembling fingers.

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, he vaguely felt that the development of the case seemed to exceed his expectations.

The wind in the woods is blowing, and it seems that it will never end.

Accompanied by the gust of wind, there was only a short sigh.

Ximen Chuixue and Lin Muyin turned back to the palace, where they met Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou.

"The murderer's body is in the woods six miles to the west," Lin Muyin said in a difficult tone, "We tied a piece of white cloth to his sword."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded as if he had expected it a long time ago.

"Then I'll tell Liu Yixu to bring someone to take the body away," he stroked his beard, trying to recall where Liu Yixu was on duty today.

"No need," said Ximen Chuuxue's figure under the shadow of the moon, as if elusive like fog.

"The murderer is Liu Yixu."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened and his mouth widened.

He wanted to ask something more, but in the end he didn't say anything.

In the middle of the night, it began to rain lightly again in the city, and the cold air penetrated into the house from the ground, making people's teeth chatter from the cold.

As if afraid of the cold, Lin Muyin closed the window tightly and started a charcoal fire again.

Then, she took out a crimson cinnabar stone from her waist, held her breath, and concentrated her internal force on her wrist.

Until the cinnabar stone was urged to glow slightly by internal force, Lin Muyin took the stone and drew a simple magic circle on the ground.

She draws this magic circle every night, and every time she draws it, she looks forward to miraculously summoning the fragments of the hibiscus cup.

Although Lin Muyin knew very well that treasures with aura would not show up so easily.

But she's always betting on hope.

Unfortunately, tonight's magic circle is no different from last night's.

Unable to wait for the expected result, Lin Muyin rarely showed a frustrated expression. She knelt on the ground and buried her face in the soft bed with some weakness.

At this moment, there was a very light knock on the door outside.

"It's me," Ximen Chuuxue's voice was cut so unreal by the rain.

Lin Muyin was startled, quickly got up from the ground, rubbed his face, and then went to open the door.

Ximen Chuuxue was standing outside the door holding a paper umbrella, his figure of Xiazi Yueyun seemed to have no popularity at all.

Seeing her open the door, Ximen Chuuxue put the umbrella under the porch, and then entered the house.

"Did you find the fragment?" He probably saw the magic circle, and asked Lin Muyin just as he stepped into the room.

"No," Lin Muyin smiled wryly, "probably not yet."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't say anything else, he took out a warm paper bag from his arms and handed it to Lin Muyin.

There is a freshly baked sesame shortbread in the bag, which is still steaming on a rainy winter night, so the person who bought it must have rushed back very quickly.

Lin Muyin opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a while, and finally could only whisper: "Thank you."

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head, turned around and walked out the door.

The rain outside was still falling coldly, regardless of people's wishes.

He opened the door and picked up the wet umbrella from the porch.

"Don't worry," Ximen Chuuxue's tone was extraordinarily firm, "I will definitely find it."

After leaving such a sentence, he left Lin Muyin's door and walked towards his room.

There was nothing else in the yard except for the flickering lights and the sound of heavy rain, it was as quiet as an empty cemetery.

In fact, during this operation, Ximen Chuuxue also hid something from her.

For example, although he rushed to Jiaomen, it didn't take him too long to see through the trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. After returning, he saw Lin Muyin confronting the fake Ximen Chuixue.

He wanted to go forward and kill the murderer, but he overheard Lin Muyin's words.

——Ximen Chuuxue is upright and upright, never attacking people from behind with a sword.

With just this one sentence, Ximen Chuuxue decided that this person could be called his confidant.

After Lu Xiaofeng finished his operation, he didn't go back to his residence directly. He found a lively place with bright lights and sat down to drink.

He likes to drink, likes extravagance and enjoyment, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't come here tonight just for pleasure, he has an undispellable depression in his heart.

Liu Yixu's death made Lu Xiaofeng start to doubt himself, and even began to suspect that everyone had fallen into a trap.

But the extermination case of the Yanxing Gang is indeed an indisputable fact.

The sound of pushing and changing glasses in the lobby, the laughter of women and men, and the smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of powder completely drowned out the depressing rainy night outside.

At this time, a woman in a long snow-blue dress walked towards Lu Xiaofeng. Her cheeks were round, but her eyes were bright and moist, like two green apricots.

She is slightly powdered, her lips and cheeks are pink, her neck is thin and white, she looks as attractive as a red fruit wrapped in honey.

Naturally, Lu Xiaofeng also saw her, but he didn't put down his glass, nor did he intend to start a conversation with her.

"Why, Lu Xiaofeng is so cold when he sees a woman?" The woman laughed, her voice was as crisp as a fresh yacon.

"I'm really not in that mood today," he smiled wryly, "Girl, please let me go."

The woman was not annoyed when she heard this, she beckoned and called Xiaoer to serve.

"I'm in a very good mood today," she said, pointing to the food and drink on the table, "I'll let you go after eating with me."

Just as Lu Xiaofeng wanted to open his mouth to refuse, the woman suddenly approached him and warned: "If you don't agree, I'll just say you molested me here."

Hearing this warning, Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to nod his head and sit next to the woman.

Her body exudes a very light lilac scent, which is paired with the snow-blue clothes, which makes the woman extraordinarily beautiful.

Even Lu Xiaofeng had to admit that he was willing to stay not because he was afraid of being scolded and molested, but because he really wanted to sit with her.

After drinking for three rounds, the woman seemed a little drowsy, she closed her eyes drowsily, and as soon as she let go, the chopsticks fell on the table with a clang.

Taking advantage of this time, Lu Xiaofeng flipped out of the window and slipped away without looking back.

The woman woke up suddenly, only to realize that Lu Xiaofeng had disappeared, she laughed back angrily, and this laughter attracted the attention of many men.

At this time, a woman who looked very similar to her came down from upstairs, and her body also exuded a pleasant smell of cloves.

The only difference is that this person is wearing an autumn-colored robe, which is wrapped in a green lotus-colored gauze.

"Sister?" She greeted the woman standing at the table affectionately and said, "Let's go."

Before the words were finished, the two stunning beauties flew out of the window as lightly as swallows, and disappeared into the rainy night.

The rain gradually stopped, and the moon still hung high in the sky as if there was no one else around.

Lu Xiaofeng lay on the bed, looking out the window boredly.

He lit the lamp, but no charcoal fire was lit, and the wine he had just drank was still in his stomach.It is so warm that the whole body is as comfortable as soaking in hot water.

The wind was blowing from outside, bringing with it a very faint smell of lilac.

In the blink of an eye, the two beauties flew into Lu Xiaofeng's bedroom through the window like two delicate and light butterflies.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he knew they would follow.

"Worthy of being the twin sisters without flowers," he said lazily, "Not only is the lightness skill excellent, but she is also as beautiful as the rumors."

The woman who drank with Lu Xiaofeng was Qiao Ranbi, and the other was her younger sister, Qiao Ranhong.

These two are the top masters of the Wuhua School, they are very good at mixing fragrances, and their lightness skills and hidden weapon skills are also among the best in today's martial arts.

A handful of iron fig nails can easily kill someone.

"Since you know we're following you, why don't you throw us off and come back?" Qiao Ranbi mocked, "Even though you've been drinking, it's not that useless, right?"

"If the one chasing me is a beautiful woman, I don't have any need to get rid of her." Lu Xiaofeng answered her with a smile.

"A beautiful woman can also kill." Qiao Ranhong seemed very dissatisfied with Lu Xiaofeng's indifferent attitude, and her tone of voice was very cold.

"It's definitely not because you came to see me for a fight." Lu Xiaofeng sat up, took off the red cloak, and hung it aside.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Qiao Ranbi didn't seem to intend to go around in circles either, she always spoke out.

"As for the matter of the Yanxing Gang, I suggest that you might as well join forces with our Flowerless Sect."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng laughed instead.

"Why should I join forces with you?" He asked with a smile, "Are you more reliable than my old friends?"

Qiao Ranbi could hear the sarcasm in his words, but the expression on his face was still calm.

"It can not only clear up the grievances of our good friends, but also let the two of us sleep with you. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"

These words come from a beautiful mouth, it is inevitable that people's imaginations will not come to mind, but Lu Xiaofeng is surprisingly sober.

Although he likes beautiful women, he still wants to die.

"It seems that you are unwilling," Qiao Ranhong asked with a sneer.

"Yes," Lu Xiaofeng replied very frankly, "I don't want to."

Qiao Ranbi seemed to know that he would refuse, and her face didn't even change.

"I heard that among the people traveling with you, there is a very beautiful and cold beauty?"

Knowing that she was talking about Lin Muyin, Lu Xiaofeng secretly sighed, it can be seen that being too eye-catching is not all a good thing.

"Of course the two of us can't beat you," Qiao Ranbi turned her head, "but it's not impossible to deal with her."

Hearing this, Lu Xiaofeng bent down and laughed loudly, even tears came out a little.

"You don't really think she's an embroidered pillow, do you?" His eyebrows were about to wrinkle with his beard.

"Although her sword isn't as good as Ximen Chuuxue's, it's no problem to fight Suihan and the three friends."

Qiao Ranbi knew that Lu Xiaofeng would never lie about this matter, so her fresh eyes like green apricots finally became a little angry.

"Why on earth do you want to eradicate the Yanxing Gang?" Lu Xiaofeng asked, "Do you have any blood feud?"

"Of course not," Qiao Ranhong stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, "The Yanxing Gang has a long history and a lot of assets under the sect. It is said that they have a treasure house full of gold and jewels that have been saved over the years."

"It turns out that you are doing it for money." Lu Xiaofeng said.

The greed of the world is always endless, who said that people in the rivers and lakes only regard money as their own possessions?

"It's not just for this," Qiao Ranbi interrupted him, "The Yanxing Gang is good at disguise and proficient in poisoning. There is no other gang in the world with their abilities."

"There are not only treasures in the treasury, but also secret books, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled irritably, Qiao Ranhong's face turned red when he saw it, and he simply gave him a hard look.

"As expected of Lu Xiaofeng," Qiao Ranbi nodded, "There's nothing wrong with wanting anything, isn't it true that women can't have what they want besides being attached to men?"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his hands in surrender: "I never said that."

Qiao Ranbi didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him, she stood up and said, "I'll give you three days to think about it. Although we can't beat that beauty, don't forget that it's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to defend against a hidden arrow."

"What's more, if you think that there are only two of us and sisters in the No Flower Sect, then you are very wrong."

Some smiles returned to the woman's face, "Many things are beyond your expectation."

This was already a blatant threat, Lu Xiaofeng had a bit of a headache, he didn't like being controlled by others, and was even more afraid of trouble coming to his door, although he was always with trouble.

After the two sisters of Qiao's family left, Lu Xiaofeng fell into a brief moment of sadness and silence.

After much deliberation, he got out of bed and planned to find Lin Muyin, trying to hint that she should be careful recently.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Ximen Chuuxue outside the door.

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