Specifically, it was Shangguan Qianyu who grabbed Su Zixian's wrist vein.

After buckling it, he exerted a slight force, Su Zixian couldn't even use a little effort, his body was weak, and he almost fell under the swing frame.

Su Zixian changed color and said, "You, what are you doing?"

Shangguan Qianyu's bright and gentle smile just now had disappeared at this moment, his face was cold, like a sudden fall of frost, and he said in a condescending and oppressive voice: "Who are you?"

Su Zixian wanted to slap a palm, but the palm momentum was soft without the slightest strength, the wrist veins were controlled, no matter how strong the internal force was, it was useless, not to mention that her injury had only recovered fifty percent.

She said angrily: "You are sick, I am naturally me!"

Shangguan Qianyu sneered, his eyes sharp: "Before this king counts to three, you'd better tell me where you come from, where is Qingrui, what did you do to her, who are you?"

Su Zixian sneered and didn't speak.

Shangguan Qianyu frowned slightly, his eyes were fixed on her face, this face was really exactly the same as Yan Qingrui, if this person was not very familiar with Qingrui, it would be impossible for him to even have such a subtle expression on his face.

But Shangguan Qianyu was very sure that this was by no means Qingrui.

From the moment he entered the courtyard gate, he had a very special and strange feeling, and then, seeing her reading a book, and there was no worry on her face, it was even more impossible, the search warrant and reward order in the capital were almost all over the streets and alleys, it was impossible for Qingrui not to know that something had happened to the silver-faced Langjun, she was a person with clear grievances, her friend had an accident, how could she still be reading a book here?

This person is ready to pretend to be a god, but he is Shangguan Qianyu, and his feelings will not go wrong.

He used force in his hand, but Su Zixian only stubbornly turned his head away and didn't say anything.

Shangguan Qianyu's eyes moved slightly, let go of her hand, and said: "This king knows that you are a Thousand Illusion Rakshasa in this world, and there is probably only the Thousand Illusion Rakshasa in this world, so it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood!"

If you just look at his face and demeanor, even he can't tell the difference.

Su Zixian's eyes flickered and she stood up.

Shangguan Qianyu's expression softened a little, since this is the Thousand Illusion Rakshasa , it is Qingrui's cousin and Su Jueping's daughter, he said, "What about Qingrui?"

Su Zixian felt that today was really thrilling, a Huangfu Yue had all kinds of temptations, a Baili Xiufeng meant something, and a Shangguan Qianyu recognized her as soon as they met that she was not real.

Su Zixian hesitated a little and didn't make a sound.

Qingrui's life and death are uncertain, the news is unknown, and Zhou Xingyun has not heard any news from there, she is very anxious and worried, pretending to be Qingrui is just to fight for her more life.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at her and said, "Did Qingrui go to save the silver-faced Langjun, and asked you to pretend to be her here?"

Su Zixian: "......"

Shangguan Qianyu twisted his eyebrows and said, "Tell this king! Now that the capital is in crisis, do you want her to put herself in danger?"

Su Zixian said reluctantly: "She didn't come back!"

"What do you mean she didn't come back, and when did she leave?"

Su Zixian paused and said, "Last night!"

"Last night?" Shangguan Qianyu's eyebrows tightened more and more, and he groaned in his heart, last night, last night?

Many things jumped into my mind in an instant, forming a dense mass and weaving into one, but in the chaos and confusion, a bright light suddenly appeared.

An idea popped into place.