I became my brother's cloud baby

Every word Wu Zhi said seemed to fall on his heart.

His eyes blushed unconsciously.

Seeing that his eyes were red, endless slender fingers caressed the ends of his eyes, then lowered her head and kissed the ends of his eyes.

Ren Yanxing didn't speak.

A soft kiss landed on the beautiful eyes, and after a while, Wu Zhi raised his head: "I don't ask your forgiveness."

"I just hope you forget about these unhappy things."

"From now on, be happy every day and everything."

Ren Yanxing's nose became more sour, and he lowered his eyelids to hide the moisture in his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden grunt coming from Wu Zhi.

The deep affection just now was instantly broken by this voice, Ren Yanxing glanced at him subconsciously: "Hungry?"

"No... not hungry." Wu Zhi replied.

Ren Yanxing got up: "Go take a shower first."

Wu Zhi reached out to pick up the handkerchief on the shelf to wipe his hair, and he simply took a shower.

The noise outside the window just now has faded away, Wu Zhi and no heart to think about those things anymore, he lifted his legs and walked out.

He raised his head, his feet faltering.

Ren Yanxing was standing in front of the stove, holding the handle of the knife with his slender, white fingers, cutting the potatoes into long and thin strands.

The bright sunshine outside the window spilled in, jumped onto the chopped potatoes, and danced slowly with the action of cutting vegetables.

Hot water was burning next to him, and the heat came out of it and spread in the air.

Combined with the mist after taking a bath just now, the whole room was steaming hot. The mist seemed to cover everything around him, so that he could only see the person in front of him.

The man raised his head, just in time to meet the endless sight.

He hurriedly said: "I searched and searched, and there are only potatoes here..."

Before he finished speaking, he was embraced by Wuzhi, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Wuzhi hugged him tightly: "It's okay, I like potatoes too."

Ren Yanxing looked up at him: "I seem to remember, you didn't like to eat these before?"

Wuzhi instantly exploded: "Who said that, I love to eat!"

Since there are only potatoes, the things on the table are mashed potatoes, shredded potatoes, potato soup...

There was an endless pause.

But he glanced at these dishes quickly, and his eyes fell on the rice bucket: "This dish looks so delicious, I'm going to finish all these meals today."

Ren Yanxing looked at him with a smile: "Yes."

So... After a while, the dishes and rice on the table were swept away.

Wu Zhi cheered up, and took a look at Ren Yanxing: "It's delicious, but there is too little food."

Ren Yanxing looked at him for a while: "Really?"

Wu Zhi expressed a strong affirmation: "Really."

Ren Yanxing silently took out a bowl from the stove: "Here is some soup, drink it to warm your stomach."

Endless:...

The two quarreled in the room for a while, and finally finished their meal.

There were chaotic footsteps outside, and someone knocked on the door: "My lord, it's time to go to the hall for investigation."

The two looked at each other.

The main hall of Yunfu Island is located in the center of the island. Since there are very few people entering the final competition, there are only a few scattered people standing on the main hall.

Above the main hall, a man was sitting on a chair, with one hand propping his face while the other hand was smoothing the sword at his waist.

He has a pair of unusual dark blue pupils, and when he glances down lightly, it is like a cold wind passing by:

"Is everyone here?"

"General, there are still two people left."

Shen Han lowered his eyes: "It's already noon, who is so arrogant, do you still want me to invite you?"

Just after the end, a sound of steady footsteps came from outside the door.

Everyone couldn't help but look out the door, even sitting on Shen Han, they couldn't help but straighten their bodies.

Coming against the light was a young man in a smoky white gown.

His waist-length black hair was only tied up with a blue ribbon, and when he looked up, there was a white pear blossom mark inlaid under his slightly hooked eyes, which made people linger.

The whole person does not have too much embellishment, but it easily attracts everyone's attention.

Beside him stood a young man dressed in black, with a neat high ponytail, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were rare and sharp, compared with the young man in white next to him, he was much more dangerous.

The two are black and white, but they have completely different styles.

Shen Han couldn't help frowning, he clenched the sword in his hand: "Take him down for me."

Wuzhi glanced to the side lightly, and the people beside him were too frightened to go forward again. They watched the young man in white go up the stairs step by step, and finally leaned over and whispered in Shen Han's ear:

"If the general asks someone to take us down, doesn't he want to find the murderer?"

Shen Han narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What? Could it be that you, the son of a criminal minister, can help me find the murderer?"

"There aren't many people on Yunfu Island, so it's not difficult to find the murderer, but it's easy for the general to make such a large-scale investigation." Wuzhi added next to him.

Shen Han glanced at him displeasedly: "Are you teaching General Ben what to do?"

He raised his lips noncommittally.

Ren Yanxing said calmly: "The general can arrest us whenever he wants, we are here, but I have a question to ask."

"Did you find any clues in such a large-scale investigation?"

Shen Han pressed his lips: "No."

"I have a way to find the murderer. The general can wait for the murderer to catch me before arresting me."

Ren Yanxing stood in front of Shen Han, looking straight into his eyes without fear.

Shen Han felt that this person was more and more interesting, not only sent him to his door, but also said that he wanted to find the murderer.

He wants to see what kind of tricks this person is playing.

So Shen Han hooked his lips: "Interesting."

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

I don't know why Shen Han's attitude changed so quickly, he glanced at everyone in His Royal Highness, and said with great interest: "Then I will give you three days."

"If you can't find it in three days, then bring your head to me."

Shen Han gave them three days. The Zhangzhou General Assembly was supposed to be held tomorrow, but because of this incident, it was postponed to three days later.

When the two were walking on the road, Ren Yanxing suddenly changed direction: "Go, let's go to the backyard and have a look."

The backyard is deserted and deserted. Even though everyone has experienced many battles, but they heard that someone died in the backyard, what should be quiet should be quiet.

The backyard was completely different from the front yard, the leaves were scattered on the ground, and as soon as I entered the backyard, I saw the dead body lying in the middle.

The white cloth covered the corpse, but it couldn't hide the rotten breath.

"This smell seems to have been dead for a long time." Wu Zhi couldn't help but choked.

Ren Yanxing squatted down and lifted the white cloth, revealing the face of the deceased. It was a delicate and handsome face, but the face was purple, which looked a little scary.

Ren Yanxing looked inside and out for a while: "This person seems to be the one who competed with you in the first test last time?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhi also came over to look at this person carefully, apart from his purple complexion, this was indeed the person who competed with Wu Zhi last time.

Wuzhi looked at it for a while: "It's him."

Ren Yanxing fell into deep thought, for a long while: "Actually, when he competed with you last time, I noticed something was wrong."

"where?"

"The way of his luck, although people who practice bloodthirsty swords are different from us, it is obvious that his aura is unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak."

"Looking at the wound on his heart, it seems that it was left a few days ago."

Wu Zhi looked at the wound for a while, and the area around the wound turned black, looking horrifying: "It seems that things are not as simple as we thought."

"Looking at the form of death, it is very similar to the forbidden technique from long ago." Ren Yanxing lifted the sleeves of the deceased, "You may have heard that this is a poisonous technique, and the practitioners will greatly increase their skills. Can defeat the opponent in a short time."

"But if it's not well controlled, it will die suddenly."

"You mean, these people practice forbidden techniques in order to win the championship?"

"It's also unlikely. This kind of forbidden technique has long been lost, and it's only recorded in history books."

"Go back first."

The two of them talked, and they had already reached the door of the room.

There were a few guards standing at the door of the room, apparently here to monitor them.

Wuzhi didn't care much, just pushed open the door and walked in.

After entering the house, Ren Yanxing rummaged through the cabinet, and suddenly said after a while: "I found it."

"Secret technique of Qingyang."

Wuzhi took the book and read it for a while: "Qingyang secret art, after practicing, the power will increase greatly, after the sudden death, the color will turn purple, and the hands and feet will twitch..."

"These death patterns are all suitable, but the wound on the chest..."

Ren Yanxing continued: "Maybe there is someone else."

After a while, Ren Yanxing continued: "How can a mere warrior know how to practice such a forbidden technique like this."

"What I guess is that besides this dead son, he also has accomplices."

"I thought so too." Wu Zhihui said.

It happened that a servant brought tea in, and Ren Yanxing asked casually, "Excuse me, I have a question for you."

The servant said respectfully, "Sir, please tell me."

"The son who died last night, has there been any strange behaviors or strange behaviors in the past few days?"

"Strange..." The servant thought seriously, "I remembered, there is one."

"I was going to serve him tea that day, but I saw him sneaking around in the backyard and releasing a carrier pigeon."

"Why didn't you say this earlier?" Wu Zhi asked.

"My lord doesn't know something. We have always advocated open national regulations. We have no right to interfere with whoever raises pigeons and who wants to send the letter."

"Besides, a mere carrier pigeon doesn't mean anything."

Ren Yanxing and Wuzhi looked at each other.

After the boy left, Ren Yanxing fell silent.

"I'm afraid it will have to wait until the day of the Zhangzhou General Assembly." After a while, Ren Yanxing said suddenly.

Wuzhi closed his eyes slightly: "If the other party can't hold back, then there's no need to wait."

"Can't hold back?"

As soon as the voice fell, screams erupted in the backyard.

The two exchanged a glance with each other and rushed out the door.

I saw the little boy rushing in from outside in a panic just now: "Cheat... a corpse!"

"Fraud corpse?"

Looking up, I saw a swaying figure walking up the corridor, and as the figure approached, a large amount of rotten smell rushed towards my face.

This figure was the dead young master. At this moment, he stood up from the ground, his face was covered with terrible lines, and his originally black pupils were swallowed by green at this moment.

The hole in his chest left a dark mass, smelling the breath of the person in front, he rushed towards him like a tiger.

Wu Zhi pulled out the sword placed in the corridor, turned around and got behind him, then the sword in his hand turned around and pierced directly into the opponent's body.

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