Minglan shook her head slightly. "I don't like this dead thing. I just gave them a cursory glance. I can't compare them to Monk Yan Zheng. Ask him. I'm just curious. Who is that young man who the Golden Palace Lord personally ordered to be arrested?"

The Master means that the boundaries of the Cliff City have not been loosely repaired for decades. He dared to slap the day government. What kind of capital does that guy named Luo Qing have to dare to do such a thing?

Is it Li Chenzong?

Even if Rong Cheng had dealt with Luo Qing, this problem could not be easily solved. I can only rely on sin to go that way.

Nine people lay dead by the river, and Steward Huang couldn't say anything on his face when he saw that Rong Cheng had come early. Even if he said hello, he could only tense his face and arch his hands. Rong Cheng replied with a smile. This attitude will only make Butler Huang look more gloomy.

The feud between the day government and Wanlingmen lasted for decades. With the advantage of "exclusive power", the day government suppressed the only enemy that could pose a threat to it anywhere. As a result, Wanlingmen did not have a more powerful force than the day government, so he could only retreat to the periphery of the cliff city with hatred, and fell into a terrible predicament. In this context, the two sides cannot be said to be mortal enemies, and they will not leave any face for the other side.

When Rong Cheng wanted to go up and be "considerate", Steward Huang walked away with a gloomy face. Rong Cheng had to hold back his remorse and carefully looked down at the corpse by the river. It was only after testing a few of them that he looked back at the tight frills of his dress, and found that the little girl had the courage to run over, frightened by the tragic sight before him.

"My aunt!"

Rong Cheng wanted to cover Jiuwenzi's eyes, but she dodged it. The little girl narrowed her eyes, not daring to look at it. She had to hide behind Rong Cheng until she mustered up enough courage to look at it again. If so, she's used to it.

"Whatever!" Rong Cheng felt that something was wrong, but he didn't want to spoil an unsightly baby daughter. Under this contradiction, he could only look at it in a hurry, take the little girl's hand, and walk to the corpse farthest from the stream.

The body belonged to Sloane. At this time, the front plate of the body was sat down by the monk Yan Zheng from the altar of pure water.

A body that is blown open with half of its body in the eye is by no means a beautiful scene. This scene finally exceeded the tolerance limit of nine maids. The little girl exclaimed, quickly buried her head in Rong Cheng's back, and didn't dare to look out again.

Even Rong Cheng is this kind of normal blood, and he doesn't like to see the residual body shape, I really don't know what Monk Yan Zheng has in mind, sitting here and not leaving. He shook his head and asked directly, "Master Yan Zheng, can you get anything?"

The monk sitting in front of the corpse smiled and lifted his thin head. "I've heard that this young murderer has something to do with leaving the dusty house. “

As soon as the monk's dim eyes shone on him, Rong Chengcheng frowned unconsciously. I don't really understand what's going on in the practice of water purification. Except for the presiding monk Ising, all the monks who have successfully cultivated are like this poisonous snake, the same from the inside out. If it weren't for years of acquaintance, it would have been difficult for Rong Cheng to distinguish the characteristics of these monks at a glance.

When asked about the seriousness of the evidence, he was vague. The two tribes came to Dimoka for the same thing. In a sense, they are allies. However, it is better to have one less "resource" like Luo Qing to share. Rong Cheng was more interested in Luo Qing's power: "What did Master Yan Zheng see?"

"Nothing. I just don't think it's easy for this boy named Luo Qing. ”

Yan Zheng stood up and gave a solemn and low-key Buddha name. Then he grinned: "If you look at the benefactor, you will see that the two butlers and the seven nurses all die faster than the other. I think last night, Luo Qing was also cutting melons and vegetables, so I took care of these people... When did the elite of the day government become the meat of the faction and make people want to cut it?"

Hearing this, Rong Cheng did not hesitate. The little girl behind him poked her head out curiously. However, when she saw Yan Zheng's yellow eyes, she turned away in horror, but she pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

Rong Cheng looked at it in a hurry just now, and was surprised to hear the news: "Cutting melons and vegetables?"

Yan Zheng chuckled in a low voice: "Sloane can't see clearly. Go to the river to see three unfortunate ghosts, who died the same way. I bet with the Buddha that these three men would be killed in half a breath. yes, the method of death ......"

When Rong Cheng heard this, he took two quick steps. When he arrived at the three corpses mentioned by the monk, he looked at them carefully and immediately gasped and said, "What a sharp shock wave!"

At this point, the upper clothes of the three corpses were undressed, revealing their bare chests. Rong Cheng could clearly see that except for the middle of the chest, this area was relatively clean, and there were many blood spots on all parts of the upper body. Some of the places with thin skin and even small openings like babies are cracked and look penetrating.

"The shock wave passed through the chest, into the silence, subtle mystery, in the body, suddenly burst out, from the inside to the outside, the whole body internal organs were washed out, the qi and blood were agitated, splashed out of the pores, the vitality was extinct, it was really piercing to the extreme. Especially this sword has three rounds, almost no order, the effect is the same, hehe!"

Yan Zheng and the monk Sisi's laughter sounded uncomfortable, but it was in line with the current atmosphere: "Only this sword, including those big people, can only make a maximum of five fingers in Cliff City. No, even if the achievement can be maintained, who can drive such a violent shockwave?"

"Maybe it's just Mr. Moon. ”

Rong Cheng was referring to Lu Yueming, who was the first person to be scattered in the city. This man is also a first-class achievement for Dan. He must be outside the top five of Cliff City. However, his swordsmanship was the first in Cliff City to possess terrifying combat power. Rong Cheng also knew that it was ridiculous to compare Lu Yueming. However, he could not find a more suitable candidate for the time being.

"Mr. Moon's senior disciple, Senior Brother Lu Qulu can also do it. However, there was one thing he could never do - look at the traces by the creek. ”

Rong Cheng is also a clear-headed and bright-eyed person. The monk Yan Zheng reminded him that he soon realized the problem revealed by the clues that went down the river.

"Seven people formed a war, and the sword qi gathered, but the moment before the convergence was seized, and the sword died. The so-called skilled workers are nothing more than that. ”

Yan Zheng's slender eyes narrowed even more, cold as thorns: "I know Lu Qu's achievements very well. He could crush all seven of the men in this battle array, but he couldn't make it so light-hearted. Lu Qu has been following Mr. Yue Ming for nearly 50 years. This is the achievement of the Yin God. It's no worse than me. What is the origin of Luo Qing?"

This is the second person to ask this question. Rong Cheng still couldn't answer. Although he met Luo Qing and had some exchanges, he suddenly felt that maybe he was more confused than Minglan and Yan Zheng. It was difficult to match the Luo Qing he saw with the image of Luo Qing displayed by the nine corpses at this time.

Obviously, when we met earlier, his judgment of Luo Qing was underestimated. This is not surprising, on the side of Wanlingmen, the initial focus was on the relationship between Luo Qing and Li Chenzong, and some of his personal strength was unknowingly ignored. Now it seems that this preconceived idea is really undesirable.

Monk Yan Zheng was still elated, pointing to where Sloane was lying. "It's more than that. Can you see the soft armor that Sloane is wearing? That soft armor is a good product for AliExpress, and I have a similar one. True Qi can withstand three layers of black iron heavy armor. Ordinary people can't do anything but chop with knives and axes. Now they are tied to half of their bodies and blown to pieces ... What do you think of the wound?"

"True Qi has strong penetration, but out of righteousness, there is only a flame, is it Jiuyang Fujian or Chunyang Fujian?" Rong Cheng also showed his eyesight so as not to be underestimated. The two looked at each other and smiled. It's really interesting.

Of the existing forces in the city, only five could be put on the table. According to the size of the troops, the order is the day house, Wanling Gate, Xuanyin faction, water purification altar and Wusheng Sword Gate. Among them, there are no special circumstances in Jianmen, and the population is very small. There are only 13 people including the head. Although they are all elites, they are still limited by their overall strength. They eventually formed an offensive and defensive alliance with the Dayama Government and were subordinate to the Dayama Government.

The other three forces, the Xuanyin faction, are outsiders with deep backgrounds, but they want the incense of the common people. They rarely quarrel with other clans and occupy a neutral position. As for the Wanling Gate and the Pure Water Altar, one has been at odds with the government for a long time, and the other has no one in sight. It is impossible to establish good relations with the Japanese government, which is relatively weak. Therefore, they naturally come into contact with each other and are seen as tacit allies.

This may be the case in the city of Decision. In general, the daytime government has the right to the tacit approval of the Dust Gang. In Decision, it is indeed at the pinnacle of power, and no one can go straight. The Wanling Gate and the Water Purification Altar are also humble on weekdays. It is rare to see the government lose a lot of money during the day. Why not have fun?

At this time, the nine maids pulled Rong Cheng's skirt again: "Uncle Cheng, what is that person doing over there?"

Rong Cheng turned his head according to his words, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Siwei, another housekeeper, who was in the government during the day. The man sat cross-legged on the other side of the creek with a mirror on his lap. It was dark and seemed to be made of black iron, even the mirror. At this time, Liu Siwei stretched out his hand to pinch the seal and muttered in his mouth, far away, I couldn't hear what he was talking about.

"It's ......"

"This is a different device in the White House, searching for the Soul Mirror. Legend has it that it was copied on the basis of a powerful magical weapon that could absorb the remnants of the souls of the dead. After a period of review, it can sense the resentment attached to the deceased, guide the location of the murderer, and have the effect of refining the soul. It's also a good multiplier. But the ultimate success depends on the depth of the deceased's resentment and, of course, a bit of luck. "Heavenly Xuan Divine Mirror