Feng Demon Nu soon got the news and flew down to the Zhuliu camp.

At this time, the Wind Demon team has been taken down by all the Ben people.

The seal room was tied up by someone and the mouth was sealed, ho-ho-ho, but it was difficult to make a sound.

The Demon Sealing Slave looked gloomy and asked,

"What do you mean?"

It was Ben Qing who had seen the demon slave with the gift of the younger generation, neither humble nor arrogant, and replied proudly,

"Feng Shibo, if you ask your little nephew what your intentions are, it will inevitably be a little out of order.

The seal broke out and was inadvertently seen by the little nephew, so he decided to kill people!

Feng Enren was injured by him, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but Zhu Liuying saw it with his own eyes.

Now the dead, the wounded, the murder weapon, and the witnesses are all there.

Does Shibo want to ask his little nephew if he is guilty? ”

The Demon Slave was shocked, and hurriedly asked the two little leaders of the Wind Demon who were tied up,

These two people have told what they have seen again, and the demon slave is still suspicious.

asked a few more Zhu Liuying's servants, and finally asked the party Li Ping'er, and the answers were all the same.

Everyone saw one person in the sealed room, almost killing Feng and Li.

The yellow-faced man's name is Pei Zhenzai, and the people in the rivers and lakes give him the nickname Golden Gunman, which can be regarded as a character.

Although no one mentioned the cause of Pei Yanzai's death except for Li Ping'er, Feng Xiaoting was seriously injured a few days ago and had difficulty moving, and Li Ping'er was a powerless little woman, so she didn't seem to have the ability to kill such a strong hand.

Feng Demon Nu frowned and offered to inspect Feng Xiaoting's injuries.

It was Benzi's heart that was on fire, and he didn't care about humility and had a seizure on the spot.

He tore open Feng Xiaoting's placket? Blood gushed out at once? But the latter still has no pain, obviously unconscious?

"Do you still need to test this?

Do you need to spoil him again?

When was the most chaotic time in the village a few days ago? Brother Feng is running around to rescue me, and he is not in the village.

After I go back to the village? Brother Feng blocked the sword of the wicked for me again, and he had already lost half his life.

Do you still doubt him now?

I know that the seal is the righteous son of the throne? And now it has been found out that the murderer is him? You can't get over your face,

But please don't toss my people anymore! ”

It was Ben Qing who said that everything was true, so that the demon slave had no power to refute.

The two surviving victims of the first scene,

One is the dead man found by Benzi? Not in the village some time ago?

One is a weak woman with a clear identity, and Feng Sanniang once personally testified her innocence.

It doesn't make sense to say that they planted the seal, or that they were related to the murder a few days ago.

But on the other hand, the sealing room ......

Although he is his own righteous son, he has also followed him for more than ten years? But after all, he is a slave trader from an unknown source......

Tianzong, Baoyi? All of these covert organizations have raised teenagers and controlled their parents? Then pack them as orphans, slaves, and beggars and send them to go undercover everywhere.

Is it possible?

Although the demon slave doesn't want to believe it, but the evidence is ironclad? He also had to set his sights on the sealed room.

A fountain of blood gushes out of the mouth of the sealed room? The rope had been bitten by him at some point.

Not good? He's going to kill himself by chewing his tongue!

The Demon Sealing Slave rushed forward, but the Ben people didn't realize it, and they stopped it with a sword.

"He's chewing his tongue, he's chewing his tongue!"

The demon slave felt that he was at a loss at this time, and he didn't come hard, so he could only remind him loudly.

Zhang Linpeng's eyes were quick, and when he heard the words, he threw down the seal, found some pieces of cloth and stuffed them in his mouth at random, and beckoned around,

"Take the charcoal, take the charcoal, get some charcoal!"

The first snow has fallen in the north, and it is natural that there is no charcoal fire in the house in a place like Zhuliuying, where gold is sold.

Soon someone brought charcoal.

Zhang Linpeng poked the red-hot charcoal with his sword and stuffed it into the mouth of the seal.

There were a few whining screams in the sealed nasal cavity, and the whole body spasmed, and he crooked his neck and fainted.

The Demon Sealing Slave watched all this, but he couldn't stop it.

Chewing his tongue in the room, to save his life, he can only stop bleeding and prevent sores immediately.

Burning charcoal to burn blood vessels and stop bleeding with ashes is probably the most direct and effective method at the moment.

The wounds in the waiting room were all taken care of, and it was Ben Qing who generously returned all the members of the Wind Demon Squad.

"Shibo, the little nephew doesn't want to be your enemy.

Today's matter, the little nephew just wants to save his brother first.

I returned all the people under Shi Bo as they were.

As for the matter of the sealing room, you also saw it just now.

I believe that Shi Bo will deal with it impartially.

There are many things in the little nephew, and the Feng brothers are also in urgent need of healing.

The nephew will not delay the time of the uncle.

See you soon. ”

The Demon Sealing Slave looked at the sealed room that was paralyzed into the mud, and he had to let people put him back first.

The seal was originally a slave trader by the Hu people, and he didn't know a few big characters, and once his tongue was cut off, he couldn't even express the complete meaning of the paragraph.

What's more, all the ironclad evidence points to him.

The demon slave pondered carefully, and felt that most of the people in the village were defenseless against the sealed room.

His swordsmanship comes from himself, although it is not as good as the second brother Lu Xiao, but it is definitely first-class in the rivers and lakes.

If he suddenly starts up, maybe ......

Could it really be him?

Once the seeds of such suspicion were planted, all the actions of the seal were like confessions in his eyes.

He was furious, he went berserk, he threw tables and chairs, he beat the interrogators......

He was confessing!

Feng Demon Nu has been with Feng Ma for so long, and he can be regarded as deeply emotional, and he doesn't want to take his life in the end.

Under dusk, the ancient road, the west wind, the thin horse,

One man and one rider were expelled from Yijing Village.

Easy to be cold, the heart is colder,

The long shadow dragged from the far side of the road to the bottom of Dazhai, as if to express the rider's reluctance.

The demon slave stood on top of the walled gate, and the old tears were crisscrossed, but there was still a big stone in his heart that fell to the ground.

The inner ghost that was hidden so deeply was finally found out.

Lu Xiao didn't feel good at this time.

Feng Ma is a good brother who fought side by side with him and shared hardships.

The memories between the two are full of youth and blood.

In order to understand what happened, he repeatedly asked the members of the Wind Demon Team for verification, and even went to the Zhuliu Camp a few times.

But the stories he heard were much the same.

After a day and a night of brewing, the murder incident has become a legendary story.

The sword moves used by the madman, the process of fighting, the arrangement in advance, and the dialogues were all passed on with a nose and eyes.

Even Feng Sanniang and Ximen's murder a few days ago have been made up by the brain.

It's almost time to match the tune and find a singer to sing the lyrics.

He even wanted to go over to find Ben Qing and ask Feng Xiaoting in person,

But seeing that it was the vigilance on the face of the Ben people, they finally gave up.

But he didn't expect that Ben Qing would take the initiative to come to the door, bring a pot of wine, and complain to him in turn.

There was no barrier between the young people, and with the stimulation of alcohol, the two soon had nothing to talk about.

Although Ben Qing complained about the sealing room, he still seemed to be concerned about Lu Xiao's feelings, and his words were extremely restrained.

Lu Xiao knew that he was virtuous, and he was grateful in his heart.

The two of them drank to a hearty place, and their bodies were a little hot, so Lu Xiao tore open the placket casually and went to get the wine again.

It was Ben Qing who sighed, pointed to Lu Xiao's chest and asked,

"How can Brother Lu have such a tattoo on his body?"