talk about the case

"I am Yan Queqing, the envoy of the Tianxuan Kingdom. I was invited by the government officials here to participate in this case. There were many casualties in the Crystal Palace. I know you are very sad about Senior Li's death. Confession."

Yu Youping sneered, "This is not the territory of Tianxuan Kingdom, how can you, a small envoy, have the qualifications to investigate my master's case." He is one of Li Wulin's disciples, with a perverse and conceited personality.

"Don't make trouble." A woman said to Yan Queqing, "This is the place for master's cultivation and meditation. Usually, you can't go in easily without the master's approval. These few days are when the master is practicing in closed doors. No one can go in. .”

"I didn't ask your name."

"Don't dare, Meng Feifei." It turned out to be Li Wulin's female apprentice, but Yan Queqing asked, "Have you always been so strict?"

Meng Feifei nodded, and the surrounding disciples also said yes.

Zishan muttered, "Isn't that a murder in a secret room?"

Everyone looked at him, and he immediately hid behind Yu Yue again.

Indeed, if this is the case, it is a secret room, Yan Queqing asked again, "No one can really enter this room."

Meng Feifei shook her head, "You can't enter without master's permission, and no one can enter. The formation in this room is not a decoration, even if you forcefully break into the master, you must be aware of it, instead of...so quietly dying." Indeed, the room There was no trace of a fight, and even the deceased did not resist, whether the murderer was too strong or something else.

"So, where is the key to this room?"

Yu Youping said, "There is only one key, and the master always carries it with him. It hangs on the left waist of the master, and he keeps it there all the time."

When Yu Yue heard this, he rummaged around and quickly found a bunch of keys, but it was strange to look at the keys carefully, so he showed the keys to Zishan calmly.Zishan found the problem at a glance, and the two quietly put the key back to its original place without saying anything.

"Before the explosion, do you know anyone who entered this room?"

The crowd shook their heads.

"Then how many people know that your master is practicing in this room today?"

"Master notified Wumeng members five days ago that he will practice in seclusion before the arrival of the triple sun."

Yan Queqing closed his eyes slightly, "Also, I would like to ask what the East Hall mainly does."

Meng Feifei said impatiently, "I don't know." Then she walked up to Yu Yue, "I want to take my master's body away."

Yu Yue said seriously, "No way!"

Meng Feifei snorted and sneered, "I treat you politely only because I respect you. I really thought you could interfere with the affairs of the Martial Artists Alliance." She squinted at Yan Queqing and Yu Yue.

Yu Yue said, "Woman, don't think that you can do whatever you want in Zhaoguo just by saying "Warrior Alliance."

"I'm just worried about your safety. No matter how powerful my master is, he was murdered. If you want to survive, don't interfere!" As he said that, he wanted to snatch the corpse.

Yu Yue blocked him with a knife, "Are you his disciple! Master is dead, so don't let others investigate."

Not to be outdone, Meng Feifei took out his whip, "We will investigate on our own, how can we let outsiders defile my master's body." The two sides were full of gunpowder.

Yan Queqing stopped the other disciples from behind, Yu Youping raised his hand and punched Yan Queqing, Xiuran kicked him away.

All of a sudden, the group exploded their nests, and started to fight one after another.

Yu Yue hurriedly asked the yamen servant to get out of the way, Zishan hid early when he saw something was wrong, and Xiuran kicked away the Wumeng disciple who was attacking him indifferently.

Meng Feifei shook off the whip and swept towards Yu Yue. Yu Yue blocked it with a knife, and the whip bounced back to those disciples. If he couldn't dodge, he was thrown. Meng Feifei was extremely angry and gave another strong whip.

"Stop!" A thick voice sounded, and everyone stopped uncontrollably, keeping their movements frozen in place, except for Xiuran, who moved freely to look at Yan Queqing's hand. Injured, Xiuran frowned and rubbed for him, the disciple who injured Yan Queqing was kicked by Xiuran.

A small, middle-aged man appeared, with long eyes and tiger kisses, but his force was so strong that he could immobilize them with a single word. He was Zhou Xinyue, the second elder of the Martial League. Originally, he did not appear on the third day, but Crystal As soon as the temple exploded, he got the news and rushed to the scene immediately.

"How can the disciples of the Martial League behave like this!" Zhou Xinyue withdrew the suppression of their spiritual power, and Meng Feifei and the others immediately apologized.

"It's not all your fault that the leader's death happened suddenly."

Seeing that Zhou Xin didn't blame him, the members of the Wumeng retreated.

Zhou Xinyue stepped forward to Yu Yue, "Young man, thank you for discovering the leader's body and protecting him," then turned to Yan Queqing and Xiuran, watching Xiuran pause for a while, "Young man, thank you for wanting to find out the matter for the leader Seek justice, but this is a matter of the Wumeng, please go back." He made a gesture of invitation to the door, with a firm attitude that could not be refused, and a pair of squint eyes fixed on them, Yan Queqing felt a little hairy in his heart.

Both Yu Yue and Xiuran were unhappy, they should be courteous before fighting.

Xiuran said, "Throw it away after using it, what a Wumeng." The spiritual power radiated directly rushed towards the people of Wumeng, and some disciples beside them fell to the ground because they couldn't stand up, in a state of embarrassment.

Zhou Xin was secretly surprised, stroked his beard and praised, "Young man is really good, it's rare. You have helped many people in the Wumeng League to treat the wounded. There is a young man in white clothes outside who brought many doctors here. Is it yours? Remember, although I am small, my spirit is not that small. I will apologize in person someday. But you have also seen that the death of the leader is extraordinary. The alliance suffered heavy losses today, but it has not been destroyed enough to require outsiders to intervene in the investigation. If we need help, it's not too late to talk."

Yu Yue laughed, "You won't look for us when the body is dry."

"Haha, since the little brother knows that practitioners don't like the government to intervene, why bother? Even if I am willing, the Wumeng is also willing, but those sects will believe the results of your investigation."

Yan Queqing and Yu Yue know the arrogance and conceit of warriors better than anyone else. How could they believe that the country and the government are generally composed of ordinary mortals? Strictly speaking, Zhou Xinyue is easy to talk to, most of them are like Meng Feifei Beat me if you don't agree!

After going out, there were many more doctors on the flat ground outside the Crystal Palace, and all the wounded were rescued, only some corpses were left, so many unrelated warriors left first.

Yan Queqing originally wanted to ask Bujie about Li Wulin, but when he saw that Bujie was arguing with Sikong Lang, he found that he couldn't get in at all, so he looked at Xiuran and smiled wryly.

Xun is free, Yan Queqing and Xiuran are busy with the case, and Kan and Qiqi accompany them.Jinyu and the others were busy saving people, Kun and Qian went to inquire about the news, he was alone, wandering around, and started to listen to the corner when he heard someone talk about the case.

"Thank you, Mr. Ran Jin, for saving me just now." A middle-aged man in a green robe appeared in front of Ran Jin to thank him. His name is Chen Shandao, and he is a famous local poet, casual martial artist, and businessman in Zhaoguo.

"It should be, if there is no senior present, I'm afraid there will be more casualties." When Chen Shandao went in to save people, there happened to be a thunderbolt explosion, and even if Ran Jin rescued him, he would not die or be disabled.

Chen Shandao stroked his beard and praised repeatedly, "It's not as good as you young talents working hard. It's really admirable to see young warriors show off their magical powers to save people, even though they are injured, and they still go into the fire to save people." He took out a fan as he spoke, "Mr. Ran traveled the world with a fan. Today, in order to thank you for saving your life, I will give this fan to Mr. Ran."

Of course the fan is not an ordinary fan but a special prefecture-level magic weapon. Ran Jin was startled, "This is too precious."

"Haha, it's worth giving a treasure to a hero." Chen Shandao insisted on ordering Ran Jin's subordinates, otherwise the grace of saving his life would make him feel uneasy.

Ran Jin was disrespectful and had to accept it, and happily unfolded the fan, with a poem written on it, and Xun Zheng, who was strolling around, looked at them bored and gossip, and Xun saw the poem mentioned on the fan with good eyesight:

Tears flowed down the face, and anger flowed to my heart.

Admiring the king's high purity and righteousness, he hates the king by mistake.

The loss of gulls and birds seems to be more worrying than me.

Now think of the king and speak well, and listen to it as you go.

Wuji caused flying disasters, and he was worried about the king.

Chen Shandao shyly said, "Hey, when I got this precious fan a while ago, the fan was blank with no words or pictures. I am also a poet after all, so I wrote this poem shamelessly. Ah, what a shame."

"Your Excellency is a famous poet, and I am so honored to have your magic weapon."

"Haha, it's ridiculous." Chen Shandao suddenly whispered, "I heard that someone saw Mr. Feng before the explosion. Is this true?"

"This, how is it possible." Even though Ran Jin was wearing a mask, he could still see the astonishment in his eyes.

Tatsumi perked up his ears and continued to eavesdrop.

"I heard a wounded person say that he saw the fuse at Feng Xiao's point with his own eyes."

"You read it wrong, after all, Mr. Feng..." Ran Jin paused for a while, but did not continue.

"Yeah, even if Mr. Feng is alive, I don't believe he would do such a bad thing. I can't care too much about this incident in the Wumeng, but I hope the Wumeng will give the innocent injured people an explanation. .”

Tatsumi frowned—alive?

Ran Jin bowed and bowed, "Of course. The Wumeng will definitely catch that villain."

"Then I'm relieved." Chen Shandao looked at the devastated Crystal Palace for a while, and then said, "Then I'll continue to check on the other people's injuries, and I'll go first."

"Senior, go slowly." After Ran Jin asked Chen Shandao who that person was, he came to the gathering place of the wounded. Xun crushed the earth-level invisibility talisman and followed Ran Jin all the way.

Ma Yan is a disciple of Chu Tian Pavilion, he was still in shock and said to Ran Jin, "I saw Feng Xiao, it was him, he set fire to kill him."

Ran Jin still refused to believe, "Really?"

Ma Yan said excitedly, "I saw him light the thunderstorm with my own eyes. If I hadn't been wearing the armor for body protection, I would have died a long time ago." As a result, his leg was severely injured, and he was unable to move for a short time.

Ran Jin sat down, "Senior, take your time and explain in detail."

"I was talking with two good friends in the West Side Hall of the Crystal Palace, when I saw a man in white suddenly appear, holding something round and black in his right hand. When he lit a fire with a torch, I knew it was Shocking thunder, then the flames ignited, I clearly saw that it was Feng Xiao's face, he said eeriely that you should all be damned, and then I woke up here."

Ran Jin was puzzled, "Why did he do this?"

Ma Yan was also surprised, "I was talking in a daze just now, and now I'm only telling you about this matter after I wake up. You are also familiar with Feng Xiao, and I personally attended his funeral a year ago."

Xun’s heart was pounding—at the funeral, the dead not only killed people but also blew up houses?

After listening to Ma Yan's narration, Ran Jin found Meng Feifei and the two quietly discussing something. Xun saw Zhou Xinyue present, although he didn't know him, but the aura of a prefecture-level powerhouse exuded from him made Xun dare not rush forward. Had to spy from afar.

I vaguely heard 'he is dead', 'the murderer is suspicious', 'he can't do these things', at this moment, two disciples carried a dead body past the invisible Tatsumi, and the dead body touched the wall and dropped something , Xun Huoyan Jinyan continued with the wind control technique, and listened to the corner for a while, fearing that Zhou Xin would notice it, he would return to Xiuran.

While Xiuran and Yan Queqing were watching two famous people bickering after being kicked out by Zhou Xinyue, Qiqi looked up at the stars, feeling a little nostalgic for Mr. Wen and Grandpa.

Sikong Lang and Bujie are old enemies, they quarrel whenever they meet.

"Yo, Si Dwarf."

Sikong Lang was a little shorter than Bujie, he glanced at Bujie's big belly and cursed, "You fat man!"

Without restraint, he said calmly, "Fat is a temporary thing, short is a lifetime thing!"

Sikong Lang's teeth itch, he hates others to say that he is short, because it is this fat man, the sarcastic mode is turned on, "If you think you are smart, and you are not smart, you will imitate others."

Bujie touched his bald head and proudly said, "I'm still taller than you without hair." Seeing Sikong Lang's face turn black instantly, he burst out laughing.

Sikong Lang kicked it away with a shadowless leg, and dodged to avoid it, "A dwarf is a dwarf, and he is also shorter than a human being."

Then a light yellow and a dark yellow figure flashed across the sky from time to time, and the fight was quite fierce.

At this time Xun came and said, "This is an upgraded version of Mr. Wen and Tai Gong~"

The crowd nodded in agreement.