It was the end of noon, and a quarter of an hour had passed since Jiang Yantian's death.

Yan Xilan pointed to the door behind him, and there were four disciples of other sects guarding it diligently. He raised the corner of his eyes and slanted at Murong Qing, his smoky eyes still contained an inexhaustible awe-inspiring arrogance, which looked like an arrogant and self-contained cat, which made the man feel a little itchy.

When the young man saw his impatient appearance, he knew that nothing was good, so he took a diagonal step and retreated, asking, "What does Brother Mu want me to accompany you to confirm?"

Murong Qing once again used overwhelming force to flash in front of him, pointed to his left chest, and said, "Jiang Yantian." ”

Yan Xilan instantly understood what he meant. Regardless of the reason for the murderer's side, Jiang Yantian's death was indeed suspected of being in a hurry. They have been guarding people inch by the side, and afterwards they were surrounded by many martial arts colleagues, and in broad daylight, the murderer was afraid that he did not have the opportunity to engrave words on Jiang Daxia's chest. If they can sneak into the pile of people and catch people fishing in troubled waters, their suspicions will be automatically washed away. And-

Yan Xilan glanced at Murong Qing quickly, then withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyelids. He wanted to see what tricks this Demon Sect Master wanted to play.

Nodding at the man, Yan Xilan suddenly threw the teacup on the ground and exclaimed: "Brother Mu, Brother Mu, what's wrong with you, Brother Mu?!"

At the same time, Murong Qing, who also quickly comprehended the central idea of youth, sat down on the place where the teacup was broken, and lay on the table, but there was no movement. Yan Xilan was very satisfied with his expression, shook his shoulders and continued to perform.

"It's out of breath...... Isn't it the same as the Jiang Alliance Lord?!"

Outside the door, the four of them looked at each other when they heard the movement coming from inside, and their eyes were hesitant. After listening to it again, the voice was full of emotion, and it didn't seem to be fake, so he hurriedly pushed the door and rushed in to investigate the situation. As a result, as soon as he approached to turn over the man's body, he was suddenly hit by the latter, and the other two wanted to make a move when they saw that the situation was not good, but they were suppressed by Yan Xilan, who was standing behind them.

Murong Qing picked two people with similar shapes and directly picked up their clothes, the scene was not very artistic, the young man chose to be out of sight, walked to the front hall and closed the door with a slit, and bolted it smoothly. When he came back, the man had almost changed, and he was adjusting his waist seal, and when he saw someone coming, he threw another set of sect disciple clothes into his arms, signaling to hurry.

Yan Xilan twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that it was no wonder that this person in the original world line had just expressed the meaning of snapping one second, and the next second he had already stripped the son of luck and pressed it on the bed, and his feelings were talented, not fast-forward.

After the two of them finished changing their clothes, they tied up the disciples who had put on their clothes and threw them on the bed, and then dragged the remaining two out of the door, put them in a posture of leaning on the pillars and staring at the door, and then quickly evacuated.

The lobby is in chaos at the moment.

Dozens of people were divided into several camps and argued, and Sui Liyang was caught in the middle of it, tired of coping.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian came out of the back hall, followed by two elders of famous families. Sui Liyang hurriedly invited people over, and then said in a loud voice: "Master Li has come out! Let's listen to the results of Master Li's inspection." ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings gradually quieted down. The two who were mixed in the crowd and were about to quietly grope in the direction where Master Li came, stopped.

The middle-aged Confucian priest walked to the place where Jiang Yantian had sat in the morning, picked up the undrunk tea cup that was resting on the rosewood tea table, and turned around and said, "The Jiang Alliance Lord was poisoned. ”

Confucius paused, and continued: "This poison is called Mandarin Duck Buckle, and it is the poison "Shuying" that is taken internally in the tea, colorless and tasteless, hidden but not hairy, and those who are recruited are all free to move without any abnormality, only when they come into contact with the matching "dark fragrance" will be completely induced, the two poisons are fused and complement each other, and people are killed in an instant, even if the gods go down to earth, they are powerless to return to the sky. ”

Everyone was indignant, and a young man stood up and said: "Those who can poison and assassinate the Jiang Alliance Master several times must be close to them, such a wolf-hearted thing simply lives up to the Alliance Leader's trust in him!"

Boss Li bowed slightly, and said another piece of information that stirred up a thousand waves: "I just went to the place where the Jiang Alliance Lord fell with the two elders to investigate, and found that the entire begonia forest was faintly filled with a suspicious fragrance of flowers, and it was even more confusing. In Xia Bucai, I had the privilege of reading the fragment of the medical codex, the above-mentioned poisonous smell is sweet, fragrant, not poisonous, all kinds of signs are consistent with the current situation, so we think, "dark incense" is in the forest. ”

Sui Liyang's face was pale and in a trance, and he muttered to himself: "This tea in the morning was also brought to the Jiang League Master by Brother Mu......

Yan Xilan saw that the situation was not good, and pushed Murong Qing, and the two began to slowly move to the back hall. The deceased is the biggest, and with Jiang Yantian's identity, it is impossible for the corpse to be placed in the lobby like a monkey for onlookers, and it must be properly placed. Moreover, from the perspective of the murderer, he will also want to control the number of people visited, so as to facilitate the attack.

The front of the hall was already in the midst of mass anger at this time, and there were a few young and vigorous people who wanted to directly kill Guan Yan Xilan Murong Qing The small courtyard Xingshi asked for the guilt, Sui Liyang was embarrassed, and it was not hindered.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the turmoil here has not subsided, and there is a storm to rise.

A young man dressed as a disciple ran from the back hall with a panicked face, and shouted out out of breath: "Oh no! The body of the Jiang League Master is gone!"

"What?!"

"Bold, bold!"

"It must have been those demon cult demons who did it!"

"Damn, I really don't take us seriously!"

In the crowd, Yan Xilan and Murong Qing glanced at each other, and at the same time bowed their heads, turned around, and retreated towards the gate.

Fu Wushuang didn't go alone, and another person rushed in at the gate, saying: "Sui Shaoxia is not good, those two stunned the guards and fled in disguise!"

The two stopped abruptly, and before they could find a good way to get out, they were discovered by Sui Liyang, who always brushed up the sense of zài in a wonderful way at wonderful moments.

"Brother Lin, Brother Mu. The chivalrous gentleman sword called out, and said with a sad face: "Can you give me an explanation in the next one." ”

Yan Xilan's gaze gradually gathered around him, and the martial arts righteous people who put on a posture of sharpening their knives and huo Huo towards pigs and sheep, put their thumbs against the sword grid, slightly opened the scabbard, and asked the people around him without looking back: "The only plan for today?"

Murong Qing glanced at the small movements in his hand and said, "Don't you already have an idea." With that, he suddenly struck at the roadblocker, and the wind passed by, and the blade was broken.