The sword corpse sat by the window.

Looking at the long sword in his hand.

The ugly face was reflected in the sword.

The eyes are empty and dead.

It's no different from a corpse.

The sword corpse slowly raised its head and looked into the corner not far away.

Murong Xiaoxiao was lying in another corner.

Sleep deeply.

Darkness enveloped everything in the room.

The sword corpse looked at the faint cold light reflected on the long sword.

The mind has gone back many years.

in the restaurant.

Bai Yulin showed Lu Min and Ling Jian the photos on their phones.

"It's all taken by my second brother for us, foreign photos, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

Bai Yulin said.

Looks a little excited.

Bai Yumo in the photo is a delicate boy.

Although his appearance is not as handsome as Bai Yulin.

But at the same time, it looks extraordinarily delicate.

There is no history and heroism of a person who practices martial arts.

The eyebrows and eyes are full of feminine tenderness.

The ancient Xiucai mentioned in the book is probably like this.

Ling Jian looked at the pictures one by one.

Lu Min also watched carefully from the side.

Eyes squinted at the pictures.

The thin eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ling Jian looked at Lu Min, but he didn't expect her to be so interested.

A man sat down at their table.

Black hair, long but not messy, with a beard.

With a playful and frivolous smirk, there was a bird standing on his shoulder.

It's called the deputy leader of Little Love.

"Bao Kang?" Ling Blade looked at the man in front of him in surprise.

He didn't expect to meet him here.

"Long time no see, boy. ”

Bao Kang said with a wicked smile.

"Why are you here?" Lu Min asked.

"Let me ask you, it's obviously my job. ”

"Mission?

"A drug trafficking gang in Z Jiang has been completely wiped out. ”

"Oh?"

"The leader of the gang was found seriously wounded, with sword wounds all over his body. ”

"Who did it?"

"I think you can guess. ”

"Sword Corpse ......."

"Yes. ”

"What?" said Ling Blade, puzzled.

"Sword corpses used to attack swordsmen, how could they attack irrelevant drug dealers?"

Ling Blade asked.

"It's like........ It's as if the whole personality has changed after the resurrection. What's going on?"

Lu Min suddenly sat up straight when he heard this.

"Did you change your personality after the resurrection?"

Lu Min said this, and after speaking, he also held his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Bai Yulin, when Bai Liben was killed, all the details, can you tell me the location of each person. Lu Min asked.

There was a hint of urgency in his tone.

Ling Jian was familiar with Lu Min's tone.

This was Lu Min's tone when he was about to get close to the truth.

Bai Yulin nodded.

"But I wasn't there, my mother told me. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"After eating, everyone was in their rooms, and my father never came out of the room. Later, when my mother brought my father supper. And they saw that he was dead.

The fatal wound was in the throat.

Throat cut.

Blood was strewn all over the ground.

Holding a long sword in his hand.

There are obvious signs of a fight in the room. ”

"Yes........" Lu Min said.

His eyes were lowered, apparently lost in thought.

"We have to enter the White Family Manor again. ”

Lu Min said.

"But isn't Madame Bai already forbidding us in?"

Ling Blade said.

"Wealth is in danger. Lu Min said: "Enter the Bai Family Manor again, and I can unravel the truth." ”

Lu Min said.

Said confidently.

"You send Bai Xiaoyang and Bao Kang into the room first. Lu Min said, "Ling Jian and I sneaked into the manor. ”

Lu Min said to Bai Yulin.

"But ......" Bai Yulin hesitated for a while.

"Don't worry, we can. Lu Min said.

Bai Yulin nodded helplessly, and left the restaurant with Bao Kang and Bai Xiaoyang.

Night.

Inside the hospital.

Yan Wuqing was lying on the hospital bed.

The whole body was wrapped in bandages, and he couldn't move.

The proud swordsman was defeated by another swordsman.

He was secretly fighting in his heart.

Every detail of that night's fight with the sword corpse haunts me.

Replay in your mind.

Yan Wuqing closed his eyes.

It was like going back to that night.

put on top of the roof.

When he opened his eyes again, the black-robed man was already standing on the windowsill.

The evening breeze blew on his black cloak and the hem of his clothes.

The face is hidden in a black hood.

The sword in his hand shone with a terrifying cold light.

"Sword Corpse, have you completed your mission?" Yan Wuqing said.

At this time, it was very difficult for him to even move a finger, let alone stand up and fight the sword corpse.

Yan Wuqing looked at the long sword he was lying on in the corner. sighed.

A generation of swordsmen, the sword handsome Yan Wuqing.

You could be killed here.

They were slaughtered like lambs.

Died in a hospital bed.

This is not the fate of a swordsman.

Yan Wuqing thought so.

However, the black-robed man was getting closer and closer to him.

The sword in his hand.

The cold light emitted became more and more dazzling.

The piercing murderous aura was almost in front of him.

It's over.