Seven Star Yuheng Island, leaning on the main wing of the valley garden. ∑ miscellaneous ☆ Zhi ☆ insect ∑

Hao Se looked at the corpse of the golden fairy on the bed and scratched his hair.

Inside the bed tent, the limbs of the golden immortal were flat, his hair was neatly bunned, his face was pale, and his chest was red, and the blood was absorbed by the complicated Dao robe, dyeing the Dao robe a strange pink.

Nan Zhu stood on the side of the bed, wearing silk gloves in his hand, opened the robe of Chaojin Immortal, and slowly swallowed the autopsy, Wan Lianxin stood aside with the medical box, handing over tools from time to time.

All around, Wu Yuzhi, Xi Yin, and Xu Huagu turned pale and dark, Corpse Tianqing, Shu Luo, and frowned, Wen Jingmo, Chi Mo, and Liu Xi slowly paced in the room looking for clues, Wu Jianglan, Hao Shen and others stood sideways, silent.

Outside the door, more than fifty disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect gathered in a pile, some whispering, some looking frightened, some wiping tears and crying, and many more were at a loss.

After a long time, the autopsy of Nanzhu was completed.

"How?" asked Corpse Tianqing.

"Died between the time of the son and the time of the ugly, a sword pierced the heart, clean and neat, and there was no resistance towards the golden immortal. Nan Candle said as he took off his gloves and washed his hands with medicinal powder.

"Can you see the swordsmanship?" Shu Luo asked.

"It's too clean, if it were a few more swords, it might be able to be deduced, but now—" Nan Candle shook his head.

"There is actually a master in the world who can kill the head of the dynasty with a sword?!" Wu Yuzhi was shocked.

"Who found the body first?" asked Moon Kyung-mo.

"It's me. Wu Jianglan raised his hand, "In the early morning, the disciples of Wan Immortals came to ask for peace, and they didn't open the door for a long time, Wu felt that something was wrong, and broke into the door with a few disciples, and saw the body of the head of the door. ”

"When you break down, the door is locked?"

"The door is bolted. Wu Jianglan pointed to the deadbolt that was broken in two at the door.

Wen Jingmo picked up the deadbolt, put it on the door and compared it, squinted his eyes, and asked, "What about after the body was found?"

"At that time, the disciples of the Wanxian Sect made a mess, and Wu Mou forcibly ordered the disciples not to enter, and then asked people to invite Master Wu Meng, Mr. Wen, Shu Gongzi and others to come over. Wujiang Lan said.

"The head of the dance dart has never left?" Wen Jingmo asked again.

"I never left. ”

"Hey, is this old man's command still there?"

Everyone was shocked, Shu Luo quickly squatted down, turned over Chao Jinxian's body, and finally hooked a red rope around Chao Jinxian's neck.

The end of the red rope was severed by a sharp blade, apparently originally hanging something.

Wen Jingmo's eyes flashed, and he shouted to the disciples outside the door: "Find someone who can take care of things and come out!"

The disciples dispersed in a panic and let one person come out, it was Wen Chuiyun who was competing with Chi Mo at the martial arts conference.

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