"A month? The fourth prince really thinks highly of me, boy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Wen Tian suddenly turned around, his eyes were slightly small, and he looked at the middle-aged man Ji Zhuoguang who spoke for the first time.

Rumble!! A powerful coercion suddenly erupted from Ji Zhuoguang's body, turning into a heavy pressure and pressing on Wentian's body.

"Soul Peak!" Two cold lights flashed in his eyes, but soon he frowned between his brows, as if he remembered something, gritted his teeth, and his body suddenly squatted.

"Bang!" Under this powerful pressure, he staggered and suddenly knelt down on one knee, a trace of conspicuous blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Fourth Prince, what do you mean by this?" Wentian's eyes were red, and his face was full of intense anger.

"Fourth brother is angry! Wentian is weak and can't stand your coercion. Saint Shang Ji Zhuoyang's face showed a touch of helplessness.

"Humph!" The fourth prince snorted coldly, and then withdrew the coercion.

Wentian shook his body, slowly stood up, wiped the wisps of blood from the corners of his mouth, and when he looked at the fourth prince, his eyes were full of horror and horror, it was obvious that he had been frightened a lot after the scene just now.

Seeing Wentian so embarrassed, Shangguan Muhua and Zhou Wentong couldn't help but smile at the corners of their mouths.

"In that case, I will ask you to find the real culprit within a month, so as to tell the soul of the dead in the sky." The saint said slowly.

"Ask the heavens!" Q Tian replied.

"Stand down!" The saint waved his hand.

"The old minister retires!"

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After everyone left the main hall, Saint Ji Zhuoyang: "Father-in-law Fang, pass on my will, just say that Generalissimo Lin is unwell, I am very concerned, give him a blood ginseng, let him take good care of his body." ”

"This blood ginseng was obtained by the saint with a lot of effort, so was it given to Marshal Lin like this?" A gray-haired eunuch said.

"Generalissimo Lin, is the hero of my Akatsuki, and the Zhenhai Divine Needle of my country, what is a blood ginseng?" The saint said lightly.

Father-in-law Fang on the side, thoughtfully, finally replied softly: "Yes, the slave obeys the order!" ”

After Father-in-law Fang left, the saint suddenly raised his head and sighed, "It seems that the battle in the Lin Mansion also injured you......"

As soon as he stepped out of the Golden Dragon Hall, Wen Tian's expression suddenly became cold: "Judging from everyone's reaction just now, the masked woman that day did not tell me about my cultivation, so it seems that she is not from the Shangguan family, the Zhou family, or the royal family, so which side does she belong to?" ”

"Ji Zhuoguang, today's kneeling hatred, one day, I, Lin Wentian, will let ten times the amount be returned." When the last sentence was spoken, a killing intent emanated from Wentian's body.

In the Lin Mansion, Meng'er, Zhou Bo and others were all moving back and forth uneasily in the mansion, and even Yetian, who had always had a cold face, sat on a stone step with a faint look of worry in his eyes.

Because they know that Wen Tian will definitely be very dangerous when he enters the palace this time.

"Ahh Brother Wentian is back! Brother and sister Yefeng and Yexue, their eyes suddenly lit up, cheered, and rushed to Wentian's side, and the two of them jumped.

"Young master, are you alright? The Holy One has no trouble for you. Zhou Bo's expression was full of solemnity.

As for Meng'er, she also showed a worried face, and Yetian's face returned to normal, with a cold look.

"Don't worry! I can handle it! The old lady couldn't let the old lady know about it, lest he be distracted and lead to a failure. Ask the sky cautiously.

After hearing this, Zhou Bo and the others nodded slightly.

"Uncle Zhou help me pass the word, my secret room must be completed in these three days, and Meng'er, you take two guards out, find the best blacksmith shop, help me build these things, and complete them in these two days as much as possible." Wentian commanded to get up and hand a piece of drawing paper to Meng'er.

At that moment, Meng'er patted her chest, which was getting fuller and fuller, and swore an oath: "Young master, don't worry, Meng'er will definitely handle things well." ”

After that, Meng'er and Zhou Bo left one after another.

He did not tell them about the month of the month, because he did not want them to worry too much, and he had no intention of finding the masked woman within a month.

Not to mention that he didn't know anything about the other party's origins, even if he knew, he wouldn't capture the woman, after all, she knew his secret, knew that he broke through to the Lian Yuan Realm, and abused Ji Ming and the others.

Now, he doesn't want to expose himself yet.

"Since you can't catch the real killer, you have to create a murderer!" The corners of Wentian's mouth rose, outlining a wicked smile.

It seems that he already has an idea in mind.

An hour later, Master Qian came to the Lin Mansion with a fat body, and when he saw that Wentian was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Big brother! You don't know, as soon as I heard that someone was going to frame you, I rushed to the palace to inquire about the news, and when I heard that he had returned to the palace, I hurried to the Lin Mansion again, and I was relieved to see that you were fine, and the fat man was relieved. Young Master Qian said with a red face and panting, and after a long time, his breathing returned smoothly.

"But then again, who killed that Ji Ming and Shangguan Ze, not to mention the murder, and want to harm the eldest brother, if I find out who it is for the fat master, I will definitely break his bones and draw his tendons." Qian Fugui continued with fierce eyes.

Looking at the fat man's indignant look, Wen Tian showed a smile on his face, but soon he said cautiously: "Fat man, do me a favor, maybe only you can help this favor." ”

"Big brother, don't worry! Don't say one, even if it's ten, hundred, it's all wrapped around the fat man. As soon as Young Master Qian heard that Wentian wanted him to help, he immediately patted his chest and agreed.

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In an elegant room, a woman with a beautiful figure can be seen sitting in front of the mirror, combing her soft and smooth long hair, suddenly, the woman's expression moved slightly, and a pleasant voice came out: "Senior sister, you looked for him yesterday?" ”

As the words fell, a woman in black walked into the room, and if Wen Tian was here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance, because she was the masked woman who had attacked and killed him before.

"That's right! Senior sister looked for him yesterday, and senior sister did this for your own good. The masked woman's voice was calm.

Hearing the masked woman's words, the woman sitting in front of the mirror said with a hint of anger: "My own affairs, I will handle it myself, I don't want my senior sister to make her own decisions again." ”

"Don't worry! I've got my own sense of proportion, and the kid isn't as simple as you think, he's an interesting guy. In the last sentence, the corners of the masked woman's mouth outlined a smile.

With that, the masked woman left the room, leaving only the woman sitting in front of the mirror, her face full of doubt............

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and there were only twenty-seven days left before the limit of one month.

In the past three days, Wentian has not left the Lin Mansion, but Shangguan Muhua and the others, who have been paying attention to Wentian's traces, are puzzled by this, and they don't know what Wentian is thinking.

Late at night, Wentian came to Yetian's room, where Yetian sat cross-legged with his eyes lightly closed.

Looking at the night sky in front of him, Wen Tian's eyes flashed with a ray of fine light.

Instantly, with a wave of his hand, a burst of light appeared, and there was an extra box on the table.

When he opened the box, it contained one hundred and eight silver needles of different lengths, which he had asked Meng'er to ask someone to create.

The next moment, his hands danced quickly, and one by one, the silver needles were accurately slammed into the major acupuncture points on Yetian's body.