After Han Xiao sank into the state of "fetal breath into the underworld", he completely lost his perception of the outside world, and this sleep, he slept in the dark, and he didn't even know that his body was dug up and placed in the morgue as a corpse. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Early in the morning of the second day, a very exciting news came out from Shuchuan City: last night, on the shore of Invite Moon Lake, a raging fire broke out, and two corpses were found at the scene, one was a man in black with broken bones, and a young man in purple who looked "dead" very peacefully.

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Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

Ye Xuan didn't sleep all night last night.

Her heart was as uncomfortable as a knife, she didn't believe it anyway, Childe clearly promised that she would come back, but she didn't return all night.

Silently, she waited until noon.

Until there was a knock on the door, it was Han Xiao's younger brother, and Ximen came to find Han Xiao.

"Boss, are you there?" Simon knocked on the door, very hurriedly.

Ye Xuan's face was a little haggard, she opened the door, saw Ximen's face, gritted her teeth, and said with a gloomy expression: "He, not ......"

"Huh?" Ximen Fuliu was a little anxious, his eyes glanced into the room a few times, and sure enough, he didn't see Han Xiao's figure, and he was immediately anxious, "That's too bad, I heard someone say early in the morning that someone found dead people on the shore of Invite Moon Lake, and one of them seems to be the son of the purple-clothed brother!

"What did you say?" Ye Xuan's beautiful eyes opened suddenly, and she grabbed Ximen Fuliu's arm, "What the hell is going on?"

"Oops!" Ximen snorted in pain, "Sister-in-law, let go, it hurts!"

Ye Xuan noticed her gaffe at this time, and hurriedly let go of Ximen Blowing, "Brother Ximen, which purple-clothed boy did you say died?"

Ximen Fuliu hurriedly told Ye Xuan the news that had been spreading in Shuchuan City in the morning.

"No, it won't!" Ye Xuan's mind was racing, she knew that Han Xiao's cultivation was extremely high, Zhao Chuanbin must be helpless against him, but when she heard the raging fire from the sky last night, it was very likely to be the Flame Demon!

"Where is the corpse you said?" Ye Xuan shook his head again and again, firmly believing that Han Xiao would never die like this.

Life to see people, death to see corpses!

"In the morgue of the Shoufu Ya of Shuchuan City County. Simon replied truthfully.

"I'll go find him!"

Ye Xuan bit her lip, grabbed the jade girl sword at the head of the bed, shook her body directly, and disappeared into the room.

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The county guard's office, the morgue.

Han Xiao's "corpse" was lying on one of the hardboard wooden beds.

A lean servant, holding a knife in his hand, was dissecting a limp body.

"Tut-tut, all the bones are shattered, but the body is intact. He cut open the corpse's right hand and dug out a cloud of white powder from it, frowning, "What a powerful skill!"

Such a death had never been seen in his decades of post-mortem experience.

He held his chin, thought for a moment, and then muttered, "It seems that he died under the Seven Wounds Fist of Kunwu Sect, but the Seven Wounds Fist should not be so powerful." ”

"Damn, whatever, it's a headless case anyway, and there's a corpse to be examined, finish it early, call it a day early. ”

As he spoke, he made a big stroke of his pen and wrote a sentence directly on the autopsy record book, "After identification, he died of seven injuries." ”

After he finished writing, he looked at another rather complete corpse, and said in amazement: "If it weren't for the cold hands and feet, and the slightest heartbeat, I can't believe he is dead." ”

He touched Han Xiao's "corpse" back and forth, "There is no scar on his body, it should also be an internal injury, it seems that it must be dissected and seen." ”

The knife in his hand turned around, aimed at Han Xiao's throat and chest, and raised his hand to make a knife, and the technique was extremely accurate......

Let's say that Han Xiao slept quite peacefully, and in a daze, the dream reappeared.

He seemed to be back in the dark forest, and in the same way, there was another graveyard, and there was a deep crack in the graveyard that emitted monstrous flames.

His body, attracted by the fierce flames, slowly approached uncontrollably, but a golden giant spear suddenly appeared behind him, and slammed it towards his heart.

The dazzling golden light rushed to his face, as if the whole world was completely collapsed under this golden giant spear.

"Ahh

Han Xiao exclaimed in surprise and raised his hand to resist, but before he could figure out what was going on, he suddenly woke up, his body bounced up suddenly, and he looked at the surrounding environment with a puzzled expression.

It was a gloomy room, with a heavy corpse atmosphere, surrounded by a dozen beds on which dead corpses were parked.

"How did I get here?"

Before he could figure out the situation, he heard a pig-killing roar in his ears.

"Corpse!"

The knife was just about to be pierced, but who knew that the "corpse" under the knife had come back to life.

In broad daylight, it's strange to see a dead person get up and not scare people out of half their lives.

And with the shout of this pretence, more than a dozen people suddenly rushed in outside the door.

These people were all Qi Condensation Realm martial artists wearing the standard armor of the county guard guards, holding sabers in their hands, and they looked at Han Xiao dumbfounded, and one of them even pointed at Han Xiao and shouted with a shocked face: "This ...... How is this possible? His corpse, or me...... I'll carry it back!"

"Boom!Boom!Boom......"

A series of neat sounds of drawing knives sounded, and more than a dozen officers brushed and drew their knives at Han Xiao with a look of vigilance.

"The blue sky and the white sun, Lang Lang Qiankun, you wronged ghost, can ...... Don't mess around. He said in a trembling voice.

"I said......" Han Xiao jumped off the bed where the corpse was placed, twisted his neck a few times, and said lightly, "Where is this?"

"Shuchuan Mansion...... The government office. One of them replied boldly.

"Mansion ......" Han Xiao thought about it for a while, and immediately figured out that he was probably treated as an "abandoned corpse" and taken back to the morgue.

"I'm not a ghost. Han Xiao broke the joints of his body and grinned, "Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, Xuan'er is still waiting for me!"

At this moment, a flying sword suddenly shot out of the door, and the next moment, I saw countless strange secret weapons, and the rainstorm pear blossoms entered the morgue.

The officers who stopped at the door were suddenly pierced by these hidden weapons, and they all brushed a large area.

"What a rat!" The red light flashed in Han Xiao's hand, and the Burning Silence Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a wave of sword light, it directly blasted the dark weapon out of the sky.

"Giggles......" A bone-chilling laugh came in, and the next moment, I saw a white figure slowly falling from mid-air.

"Jun Gongzi, why, did you forget the slave family so quickly? The slave family is so sad. In the voice, there is a seductive power, which can make the iron-clad man fall for it.

Han Xiao raised his eyes and looked at it, his pupils shrank slightly: that white figure was the bewitching woman he met at the Jiangning Inn that day!