55. Who is that?
He had also used such a spiritual power. In the desert oasis of the Wind Rest Wasteland, he saw that the elder of the alien clan of the cold mountain was exposed, and at the critical moment, he used a spiritual power that surpassed his spiritual realm.
He had been trying to reproduce that light, but had been unsuccessful.
Even in his introspective training, that perfect him was not enough to repeat that blow. His eleven broken knife forms need to be slashed out continuously, in order to make up for the lack of spiritual power in his fragments, and the helpless act of not having enough killing power. Only by continuously attacking and concentrating all his forces in one place can he take the lead. He knew that as long as the opponent could recover from his senses, he would only be beaten passively in battle.
But last night, that weird white spiritual power made him see the realm he dreamed of again. This may have been related to the repurification of his spiritual power, and he borrowed the spirit array drawings handed over to him by Red Flameless to completely transform the spirit array in the fragment, and Feng Xiluo also slowly recovered on the verge of extreme weakness to talk about the reason.
Therefore, in his introspective training, the move he used with the remnant knife was even higher than his own realm that day.
Last night, the world in his mind never appeared again, no undead, and no demon god's will that descended.
He only stood in the void, dodging the strange color folding spiritual power around him, which also came from the void.
Every time a flash of white light flashes, dodge or fail, live or die.
In one whole night, he survived thirty-three times and died sixty-seven.
Taking out the four pages of tissue paper again, Han Bo watched it repeatedly, constantly decomposing the spiritual line trend in it, and the manic spiritual sea was gradually calmed down.
Unable to sleep anymore, Han Bo walked down the street blankly. Unconsciously, I suddenly realized that the objects in front of me were quite familiar, and when I looked up, I was smiling at the building.
Han Bo sighed. Although he wanted to avoid this trouble, the habit of coming early in the morning that he had developed on weekdays still made him terrible to this murderous building.
That's it.
Now that you have promised Zi Xuan Weiyang to investigate this case clearly, you might as well go in and take a look.
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The Mansion of the Marquis of Xingling, the Inner Palace.
Yin Zongyue groaned. Nanba asked, "According to you, the fatal wound on the back of the thirteen elements of the spirit refiner was stabbed by the weapon maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group with a hidden weapon?" ”
Elder Zhang of the Fishing Dragon Gang didn't know what he had thought, and he was silent for a long time before he replied, but he didn't answer Nanba's question, but turned to Yin Zongyue and asked, "May I ask Linghou, ...... the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group?"
Nanba was a little surprised, but when he saw Yin Zongyue, he sighed and nodded: "Last night, someone broke into the cell and wanted to rob the prison, and during the fight, he was caught by the guards and killed on the spot to protect the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group, but I am afraid that he will not live long." ”
Nanba was only surprised. Although these are not secrets, how can the presiding judge disclose the progress of the case to the criminal in the course of the trial? However, seeing Elder Zhang bowing his head and muttering for a long time, it was not until Nanba was a little impatient and wanted to open his mouth to urge that Elder Zhang raised his head and said, "That sword was indeed injured by the secret weapon of the Falling Moon Merchant Group. ”
Yin Zongyue nodded, looked at a few Nanba, and said, "You think this case can be closed, right?" ”
Yin Zongyue was so polite, Nanba was a little flattered, and hurriedly said: "My lord Mingjian, the cause and effect of this case should be clear, and the human and material evidence is complete, although the main culprit is unconscious and cannot be tried, but it does not hinder the conclusion." The case should be closed. ”
Yin Zongpeng nodded, motioned to the master to hand the spirit to Elder Zhang, and said at the same time: "You see, if there is no objection, then draw a charge." Elder Zhang, I admire you for being a hero, and I won't hide it from you, although you are not the main culprit in this case, but after all, it involves thirteen lines, and it is a human life lawsuit, and it is inevitable to confiscate the army and become a slave of the imperial court. Fortunately, your Fishing Dragon Gang has always taken the Moon Shadow River as its home, but it is not in the way, and this official will also ask you to explain the past and take care of you. When you meet the last amnesty in three or five years, you will come back, and you will still be the number one person in this penal city. ”
Nanba has been dealing with this Yin Zongyue for several years, and has always felt that his talent is ordinary, and he is clumsy. I don't take him very seriously, and I feel a little strange today. In this case, Yin Zongyue not only asked the case in a clear manner, but also did the aftermath in an orderly and well-organized manner, which was not like his usual style of ignoring and doing nothing......
Yes, like a drama. It's like the legend sung by the bards on the Thirteen Lines Pier.
Nanba was terrified. He finally figured out what he had always felt was abnormal. Today's interrogation is too smooth, Elder Zhang's explanation is certainly fluent, nothing is unreasonable, this Yin Zongyue asked every sentence above the joints, and the severity is moderate, where is the two sides like an interrogation of a murder case, but it seems that someone has written a script, and the two of them just read it out according to the script.
Thinking of this, Nanba hurriedly gathered his mind. This is not the time to show your cleverness. No matter what weirdness is behind it, just don't see it, let him go.
Anyway, as soon as the case is concluded, the most important thing is that the criminal city can return to normalcy.
Elder Zhang took a closer look at the offering, nodded to show no objection, took it in his hand, looked up at Yin Jizu, and said, "My lord, I have a reluctant request. After all, the maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group is the friend I invited, and now although he has violated my Zixuan's national law, I have a loss to him in terms of personal affairs. I can't take care of what happened after him is behind bars, and I hope that my lord can give me extrajudicial grace, this ......"
Yin Zongyue nodded and said, "Although I am not from your rivers and lakes, I also respect your spiritual creed. You can rest assured of his future. ”
The Elder Zhang was only halfway through the sign-in, and suddenly he heard the rumbling of drums outside.
Nanba stood up suddenly, frowned, and said, "There are people beating drums and shouting grievances?" ”
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Han Bo walked into the Wangjiang Tower.
There was a depression in the building, only the shopkeeper and the three guys sat behind the counter with a bitter face, and when they saw Hanbo coming in, they all came out. Everyone and Han Bo are familiar with each other, and they surrounded Han Bo and complained one after another. It turned out that after the murder case occurred in Wangjianglou, according to the rules of the yamen, before the case was concluded, not a single grass or tree was allowed to be persuaded at the scene of the murder, and the dead body was not allowed to move at the scene.
So although a few days have passed, the third floor is still the same as when the murder occurred that day, and it has not been touched at all.
Although the yamen has unsealed it, the dead body upstairs has also been carried away by the people of the Thirteen Lines. But the third floor is still not approached, and this matter has been spread in the city, who else will come to drink tea?
As a result, the business of this teahouse plummeted, and there were no customers at all.
Han Bo comforted everyone and told them that the case would be closed soon, and then asked them in detail about the situation that day. After listening to their detailed explanations, a trace of doubt appeared in Han Bo's heart.
and the doubts of Nanba in the county government - too consistent.
There were no mistakes, no corrections, no ambiguities, and it seemed that they remembered every detail of the day clearly.
Han Bo frowned and said, "After Elder Zhang and the others came in that day, you haven't been upstairs again, right?" ”
The shopkeeper nodded and said, "After the murder happened upstairs, we went up to take a look, but we didn't dare to clean it up, so we hurried down to report to the official." ”
Han Bo nodded: "What did you let your buddy do after that?" ”
The shopkeeper frowned and recalled: "I asked Dezi to go to the yamen to report the case, and the second went to invite the requiem." Dog ...... Dog, what were you doing at the time? I'm not impressed. ”
The dog was stunned for a moment, looked up and squinted and thought, "I was ...... Check it out upstairs. ”
Han Bo nodded, and asked again: "Just now, there is only one thing that seems to be wrong." Shopkeeper, your back door is always closed, but it's convenient for him to go out through the back door? ”
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "That's probably because I remembered it wrong." ”
Han Bo didn't ask any more questions, and walked up the stairs. After three days, the tables and chairs upstairs still did not move, only the broken bowls were cleaned by the snow. There was a big hole in the window, and the cold wind kept pouring in. A large stain of blood by the window had dried up and turned a dark red.
A huge folk wind separated the room out of thin air, the tables and chairs in the dark room were removed, and a humanoid shape surrounded by white spirit powder was still clear and accessible, retaining the aura left by the deceased.
Han Bo walked towards the dark corner and opened his eyes to probe the humanoid spirit array.
Immediately shocked.
Although the air in early winter is very cold, the cold wind is gusting. Although the corpse had also been removed for several days, Han Bo's spiritual eyes had only glanced at it, and he had already recognized this familiar residual aura.
He had seen this aura several times in Xunyang City, and had competed with it for several nights. It should belong to a person he will never forget, and it is also a person he once admired immensely - the person who once mastered the great protective array of Xuncheng, and later became a spirit hunter - Shuofeng Lingzun!
Han Bo had never paid attention to the details of this case, and it was only now that he knew that the deceased in this case was the person who should have died.
Han Bo forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and once again looked at the spirit to the extreme, carefully examining the remaining spiritual energy. There is also the aura mixed with the aura emitted by some other secret weapons that caused the death of the Wind Spirit Venerable.
He looked at it for a long time before he looked up and glanced down the hall again.
Han Bo closed his eyes, and within his fragment, an "introspective" world reappeared. The halo tea house, this hall on the third floor.
However, this time, there was no him in the spirit array in that fragment, and standing in the middle was the blue-faced Shuofeng Spirit Venerable.
Although Shuofeng Lingzun was only a spirit refiner and was not good at fighting, because of the self-defense and killing skills cultivated by the weapon array, coupled with the murderous aura brought by the battlefield of a hundred battles, when he stood there, his momentum was no less than that of a powerful Sealed Spirit Knight.
He was standing at the table where Jin Shura and the Beast Venerable Bull met that day, carefully examining Jin Shura's package containing the elixir.
Elder Zhang of the Fishing Dragon Gang and the artifact maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group went upstairs, and the three of them met, and even discussed the remaining aura of the elixir.
Suddenly, the weapon maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group burst out as a killer, and a secret weapon directly attacked Shuofeng Lingzun.
Shuo Feng Lingzun retreated sharply.
Elder Zhang stood in the middle, trying his best to persuade peace. The artifact maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group got the first hand, and despite Elder Zhang's admonition, he continued to cast hidden weapons.
Shuofeng Lingzun retreated again, and he had already been hit, drenched in blood, and his body had been poisoned.
The weapon maker of the Falling Moon Merchant Group who rushed forward was also seized by Shuofeng Spirit, and was injured by a hidden weapon and staggered back.
Shuofeng Lingzun saw that Elder Zhang was embarrassed, and was about to ask what the reason was.
The weapon maker of the Meteorite Moon Merchant Group cast a secret move, sending out an extremely powerful secret weapon! This secret weapon has also become the fatal wound of Shuofeng Lingzun......
Wait, no!
Han Bo couldn't find out that he was looking forward to opening his eyes.
Not right here.
The spiritual power in that secret weapon does not match this deduction.
The protective power of the Shuofeng Lingzun is definitely not so weak, and it is under the precautionary situation, if the deduction is correct, then the real fatal injury of the Shuofeng Lingzun is not the domineering spiritual power in the secret weapon.
But if it wasn't the Weapon Maker of the Meteorite Merchant Group who killed the Wind Spirit Venerable, who was it?
Who is it?
Han Bo looked out the window blankly from the big broken hole. He found a very sharp hole next to it, and there was still a trace of white spiritual power on the edge of the hole.
A familiar figure flashed in his mind, and Han Bo was stunned for a while, could it really be him!?
Linyuan, Linbig Brother!!
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In the Linghou Mansion, all the officials gathered, and the drummers were brought to the lobby.
Nanba hurriedly rushed out, and when he saw that the person who was beating the drum was actually the chief deacon of the Falling Moon Merchant Group in the Punishment City, he was stunned: "Chief Deacon Ye, you have a special spiritual seal issued by the imperial court, you can directly talk to the spirit Hou if you have something, why do you want to beat the drum of injustice!?" Could it be that he still has to intercede for your murderous weaponmaker!? “
The drummer was none other than Zhang Rugui. Seeing Nanba's nervous and vigilant look, he smiled coldly in his heart. The business of their Falling Moon Merchant Group is all over the entire plane world, and their power is so huge that even the current Spirit King of the Zixuan Plane, Zixuan Kiss, does not dare to look at it, and has many preferential treatments for it.
Although now two of the three customs clearance spirit passes of the Zixuan plane have been closed, even this only remaining torture spirit pass is also very tight on the incoming and outgoing goods. However, Zixuan's national policy of the closed country was not harmless to their Falling Moon Merchant Group, but it was beneficial. This move not only made the Falling Moon Merchant Group dominant, but also deepened the dependence and reliance of the entire Purple Xuan Rank on them.
Although Ye Rugui sneered in his heart, there was a special and professional smile on his face: "Mr. Nan catches the head, don't worry." Although I am here for the murder of my Falling Moon Merchant Artifact Master, we also know the proportions. It's just that I found some clues and want to report them to Lord Yin. Since this matter is public, it is naturally better to be public, and it is inconvenient to meet in private. ”
While talking, Yin Zongyue was already sitting in the public court.
Ye Rugui smiled, and Shi Shi walked to the court. He has a special spiritual seal issued by the imperial court, and he doesn't need to kneel, he only clasps his fists and gives a salute, and then sits down as usual.
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