As soon as Xia Changqing said this, the expressions of the ranger warriors who followed him changed slightly.

Cleaning up the portal requires Da Qin's nod?

Since they were able to walk the rivers and lakes, they naturally had not been stupid enough to be easily manipulated by others, but when they heard this statement, they felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhu Jian'an noticed the changes in his gaze around him, and his expression was slightly condensed.

This is a heart-wrenching statement.

Only now did he understand why the scribe in front of him would enter the city gate and come here so magnificently, some of those Jianghu warriors were looking to see if they could catch a hand, and some were completely to join in the fun, but at this time, they completely became the witnesses of the other party.

The corpses in front of him are the murderers of this case.

And Xia Changqing just entered the city today, guarding himself, and he came here just to clear out the traitors of his own sect.

The scars of Hongfeng were destroyed on these corpses in front of him, at least four or five years, there were witnesses and physical evidence, Zhu Jian'an would never believe what the scribe in front of him said, but he had to admit that this trick was done extremely beautifully and carefully, and he couldn't find half a loophole for a while.

There must be evidence to convict and sentence the sentence, this is the rule set by Daqin himself.

If Great Qin doesn't abide by it, who else will guard it?

At the moment, he could only endure the unwillingness in his heart, and when he was about to respond, he suddenly thought of the assassin who had been killed by Wang Anfeng before, and said:

“…… Xia Protector laughed. ”

"We have captured another Danfeng Valley killer before, and he is about to attack innocent people, but the red maple mark on his body is not damaged in the slightest."

"I don't know what Protector Xia explains?"

Xia Changqing's body changed and had already appeared in front of everyone, because the situation was not clear at this time, those sergeants did not get a clear order, failed to shoot crossbow arrows, and no longer had a chance to shoot, the gray-clothed scribe took two steps forward, frowned slightly, and asked casually:

"Oh? Don't know where that person is? ”

Zhu Jian'an had the intention to deceive him, and he didn't say that this person had died under Wang Anfeng's sword, but just replied:

"In my prison department, he has recruited all ......"

The scribe frowned, as if in doubt, and said:

"Recruited? What's the call? ”

Without waiting for Zhu Jian'an to answer, his expression was already abrupt, and he spoke again:

"He is a spy sent by my valley, I am curious why I can't find him to leave traces, it turns out that he was arrested by the Criminal Department, and he was the murderer of the murder, it should be these traitors, no matter how my Danfeng Valley is rampant in the rivers and lakes, how dare I touch the Great Qin Huwei."

"As long as my spies are sent, they will be written off at this time, I don't know what will happen to the total catch?"

The tone of his speech was quite sincere and harmonious, but it made Zhu Jian'an and the others feel slightly heavy.

Return?

The assassin had been pierced through the throat by Wang Anfeng's sword, and he couldn't die anymore.

Seeing that he was silent, the smile on the gray-clothed scribe's face gradually disappeared, and he spoke:

"Why didn't the deputy chief arrest say anything?"

"Do you think that we in Danfeng Valley are going to pay for what these traitors have done? Or ......"

"My disciple has been killed by Your Excellency!"

The scribe's eyes opened slightly, took a step forward, and said:

"Did the county guard put too much pressure on Your Excellency to kill my disciples to complete this case?!"

"The so-called killing of good and risky merit as the old proverb goes?!"

"Or is it that my children of the rivers and lakes, in the eyes of Your Excellency, are not a life, they are not the people of Great Qin, and they will kill if they want to?! Without the slightest hesitation?! ”

The tone of his voice gradually increased, and he asked every sentence, and the person who was killed was a secret agent of Danfeng Valley, not a murderer, saying that what Zhu Jian'an did was to kill the good and take the merits, and he did not regard the children of the rivers and lakes as human lives at all.

And in the hidden place, the blade of the strange remnant knife in his hand lightly clicked on the ground, making a very rhythmic sound, mixed with his questioning voice, echoing in everyone's ears.

The surrounding onlookers unconsciously fluctuated in the central situation, losing their usual calmness and reason.

I only felt that the actions of the Zhukuai dressed in Zhu Yi in front of him were really as Xia Changqing said, cruel and ruthless, and regarded the disciples of Danfeng Valley who were looking for the real murderer as scapegoats, and Danfeng Valley's evil deeds were unconsciously ignored at this time.

The conflict with the imperial court in the past suddenly changed at this time, and all of them rose from the bottom of their hearts, and their eyes became more and more unkind when they looked at Zhu Jian'an and the others.

I don't know who was the first to speak, and then there was a sound of questioning, which kept ringing out.

"Say!"

"Did you do such a thing?"

"Humph! The words are slurred, and it can be seen! ”

"This is the so-called Great Qin!"

The contradictions that had been accumulated in the past were aroused by the sound of the strange long knife, and for a time there were signs of anger among the crowds, and they themselves did not notice the slightest mistake, so at this moment, the scribe raised his hand, and his voice was slightly paused.

Dao Dao's eyes fell on him, seeing him take a step back, seeing him bow to Zhu Jian'an again, and seeing him say very sincerely:

"I don't ask for anything else, and I ask the deputy general manager to inform me."

"Who is it that killed my disciple?!"

It was the 'injured' party who made a concession?

The surrounding minds of the warriors who had been affected unconsciously couldn't help but have many dark thoughts in their hearts, Zhu Jian'an's expression changed slightly, he knew that at this time, as long as the young man next to him was handed over, that kind of contradiction would be transferred to Wang Anfeng, and he himself could get out.

Because the murderer is none other than Wang Anfeng.

Wang Anfeng also sensed this, and held the sword in his right hand.

He knew that the scribe in front of him was telling his tongue, but the situation at this time was clearly a situation where he couldn't argue, and the three of them became tigers.

Wang Anfeng felt that his breathing was slightly suppressed.

He had killed wicked people and been in a situation of life and death, but he had never felt so depressed as he did now.

When everybody thinks you're doing something wrong.

Then right and wrong no longer matter in the eyes of these people, all they want is to make you submit.

Yield to their rightness.

Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth and was about to speak, when Zhu Jian'an raised his hand to hold Wang Anfeng, but he didn't let him speak, he was upright by nature, and he was extremely disgusted with the middle-aged scribe in front of him, even though he had tried his best to restrain himself, there was still no lack of coldness and hardness in his voice, and said:

"It's an order from this officer."

"How are you doing?!"

Wang Anfeng looked at the deputy chief arrester and looked slightly stunned.

There was silence for a moment.

Then all kinds of abuse and hostility after a heavy fermentation, exploded, the spearhead was all pointed at Zhu Jian'an, the gray-clothed scribe's face seemed to flash with consternation, and then took a step back, clasped his hands into fists, gave a long salute, and said loudly:

"Good!"

"As a person of Great Qin, I am making a move against you because of disloyalty."

"But as the division commander of the person who was killed, I have to do it, please understand."

"Only one move."

Before the words fell, the long knife in his hand had already burst out, instantly piercing Zhu Jian'an's right shoulder, blood flowing down, Wang Anfeng looked slightly stunned, through this bloody smell, he suddenly smelled a trace of medicinal fragrance, which was coming from the four corpses.

The fragrance of this medicine is extremely weak, if it weren't for the fact that he has been with the second master all year round, he would never be able to smell it, and he would have to smell it through the blood qi.

Medicine?

The young man was slightly stunned, as if there was lightning in his mind, illuminating the gloomy memories, and suddenly recalled that when he had just studied medicine with the second master, the old man had explained to himself the poisons in the world, and some of them could have the effect of aging the injury.

At that time, the old man was quite proud, because this was the pharmacology he had discovered when he was young, but he was disdained and ridiculed by Mr. Win, believing that it was useless to others and himself.

Wang Anfeng's eyes widened slightly, and his heart accelerated.

His eyes fell on the red maple that had been cut and scarred, and his mind turned slightly, and he had gradually understood, and at this time, the scribe had already pulled out his long knife and was still speaking generously, but at this time, Wang Anfeng's heart was no longer half panicked.

Looking at this scribe's earnest words and kind words, and watching the people around him echo their words, it was like watching a play on a stage.

The heart is settled, like water not frightened.

The external demon was removed, the mood was stable, and the mellow characteristics of the internal strength of Buddhism gradually came into play, and the unbalanced state of mind because of the strange sound regained his balance on his own, Wang Anfeng wanted to speak. But he found that the mood and mentality of the people around him, whether it was those martial artists, or Zhu Jian'an and other martial artists, were actually changing with Xia Changqing's guidance.

It's like a sword master swordsmanship that attracts the opponent's moves.

Wang Anfeng knew in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to attract the slightest attention from others when he opened his mouth at this time, so it was useless, so he gritted his teeth at the moment, and carried out the internal force of Buddhism, and suddenly laughed out loud like a character in the story of Libo.

I don't know if it's because of the mellow internal force of Shaolin, its voice is as straight as the dragon's clear roar, and the bronze bell rings for a long time, suppressing all the voices that confuse people's minds.

Losing the secret effect of this strange weapon, everyone's attention was attracted by Wang Anfeng, looking at the young man in a blue shirt holding a sword and smiling, between his eyebrows, he seemed to be full of disdain, and Zhu Jian'an next to him covered his wounds, and asked in amazement:

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Anfeng felt that his throat was dry and hoarse at this time, and he couldn't laugh anymore, Zhu Jian'an opened his mouth, secretly relieved in his heart, and said a good question, stopped laughing at the moment, and said:

"I just saw that all the heroes were famous and surnamed characters in the Fufeng rivers and lakes, and they were all at the mercy of one person at will, so I couldn't help laughing."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

In the words, because he deliberately learned Mr. Win's tone, which was full of disdain and mockery, the people who practiced martial arts were self-reliant, and there were many people with violent tempers, and when they heard the words, they were furious, and said:

"At the mercy?"

"Don't talk nonsense, little doll!"

Zhu Jian'an frowned, pulled down Wang Anfeng, and signaled him not to cause more trouble, he always felt that there were many things wrong today, but his nature was steady and less decisive, and he felt that the current plan should be to settle the matter first, and then investigate.

But Wang Anfeng was seventy or eighty percent sure in his heart, so he didn't listen to his hints, took two steps forward, stood in the midst of everyone's eyes, although there was uneasiness in his heart, but he never showed it, looking at the person who opened his mouth over there, it was a rough man, and he clasped his fists and saluted slightly, saying:

"You say I'm talking nonsense, this big brother, are you willing to gamble with me?!"

"Bet I can prove that you're at his mercy!"

The man laughed angrily and said:

"Good! Why don't you dare?! ”

"It's just that you dare to bet on what?"

Wang Anfeng pulled out the long sword on his back with his backhand, and thrust it upside down with a bang, his hand was on the wooden sword, and his luck was on it, so that it oozing out a little thunder, which was quite extraordinary, although he accepted Confucian principles, but it was by no means a rotten Confucian, and said loudly at the moment:

"I'm betting on this good sword."

The man's eyes widened, he looked at it for a long time, and said in a rough voice:

"I don't have anything to gamble with."

"But I still have this rotten life, if you win, little brother, this life will be at your disposal!"

"Bet or not!"

If you have no money to gamble, then you will gamble your life, not giving an inch, and you will not retreat.

Absurd and heroic.

And it was all because of a dispute.

Wang Anfeng's heart was slightly shocked by this rough and reckless aura, but he never lost his temper on his face, looked around at the surrounding rivers and lakes recklessly, as if he was surrounded by wolves, he refused to flinch in the slightest, holding a long sword, and shouted loudly:

"Bet!!"

Although he is young and has not yet been weakly crowned, he shows his courage at this time, and he is no worse than the recklessness of the surrounding rivers and lakes, they like heroic men the most in their lives, and they don't care about hostility when they ascend, they have a lot of good feelings for Wang Anfeng, cheer loudly, and say:

"Good!"

"Hahaha, it's a man!"

Xia Changqing saw that things were gradually out of his control, and the strange remnant knife in his hand struck on the bluestone again, speeding up slightly, but for some reason, this weapon containing some slight divine power, since the young man spoke, it was as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and his effectiveness was greatly lost.

But at this time, he was asked to leave, but he couldn't.

In addition to Zhu Jian'an, there are still five middle and third-grade martial artists, they don't know that this is Wang Anfeng's own behavior, seeing him and Zhu Jian'an standing together, they only thought that it was the deputy chief arrest arrangement, so at this time, Xia Changqing's retreat had been blocked, and it was difficult to leave.

So he could only watch the young man over there speak in the ear of one person, and when he saw the man's head, he walked away quickly, and there were forty or fifty patrols scattered around, and there were soldiers and civilians in the distance, looking at the blue-shirted young man like a sword out of the sheath, looking at himself, and his heart suddenly became uneasy.

A moment later, when he saw that the man over there had taken all kinds of medicines, his heart suddenly burst out and he felt remorseful.

Wang Anfeng took the medicinal herb and pounded the medicine with the tools he borrowed together, because there were many medicines in it, and there was a lot of concocting process, and after a while, he made the medicine taught by the old man in his memory, and when his fingers touched it, he noticed a little corrosive pain, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

At this point, it was as if waiting for the last sword to be stabbed.

The young man's body was filled with a sharp edge that was difficult to look at, looked at Xia Changqing, and said loudly:

"This medicine can make the wound age......"

"If my expectations are correct, Mr. Xia, I will treat these disciples as outcasts, make them fake the wounds of rebellion, complete what you ordered, and then kill them yourself!"

The scribe's face was no longer kind, and he could not smile.

Under such circumstances, not many people can still laugh out, and they have been 'questioned and slandered', so naturally they shouldn't laugh, so they said coldly at the moment:

"Who is the little brother going to ask to test the medicine? It is important to know that the wounds on the body of the living and the dead are not the same. ”

Testing poison on living people is a taboo for doctors.

When everyone heard this, there was a slight hesitation on their faces, and at this moment, the big man who had gambled with Wang Anfeng strode out, without any hesitation or fear, and said:

"I'm coming!"

After that, he pulled out the dagger on his waist, drew out a wound on his arm, took the medicine in his hand, and pressed it directly on his wound.

His expression was visibly distorted to the naked eye, obviously in extreme pain, but the ninja didn't say a word, allowing the blue tendons in the corners of his forehead to burst out, and cold sweat was oozing out, knowing that he couldn't support it in the end, Fang Cai roared and let go of his palm.

The whole body was trembling slightly.

As everyone can see, the wound on his arm is by no means a new injury, it has stopped bleeding and begun to scar, and looking at the color of the surrounding skin, it has been at least a year or two, and his heart shook for a while.

They are not stupid, they are just preconceived, and they are affected by the evil weapon, and their mood is unbalanced, and both are broken at this time, seeing this scene, what else do you not understand.

At that moment, he was shocked and angry, and when he looked at the scribe, he became more and more unkind.

The latter frowned slightly and sneered:

"It's a brilliant measure, but what does it prove?"

"At most, you've got the potion."

Wang Anfeng narrowed his eyes and said:

"Sir, may prove that you haven't used a similar secret potion?"

Xia Changqing's face was slightly ugly.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng suddenly spoke again and said:

"Xia Protector said, that killer is your spy, but do you know who he is going to attack on the day he is killed?!"

Xia Changqing's heart suddenly burst out, and uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

Wang Anfeng said softly:

"It's my Great Qin Fufeng, the thirteenth son-in-law of the Murong family."

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and a handsome young man in a yellow robe jumped up, waving his hands and shouting:

"It's me, that's right, it's me!"

"It was Brother Wang who saved me!"

His voice was full of excitement, as if he felt that his kidnapping was a thing worth boasting about, Wang Anfeng didn't want to pay attention to him, and just acted as if he hadn't seen it at the moment, looked sideways at Xia Changqing, and said:

"You clean up the portal, don't worry about it for now."

"It is a fact that the gossip confuses the public, makes up things out of nothing, and wants to kill and injure people in the court."

"What is the crime?!"

The scribe's face was ugly, he looked at Wang Anfeng in front of him, looked at the ugly warriors of the rivers and lakes around him, suddenly let out a long laugh, his expression was crazy, and said:

"It's all just your family's words."

"You say so, is that so? I am a person in the rivers and lakes, if I want to be tried for my crimes, I should also be the first person in the world, where is your turn......"

Before the last word could be spoken, a streamer suddenly lit up in the sky.

As if the voice had been lost, the heavens and the earth were dead, and there was only a streamer of light.

The gray-clothed scribe's right arm with a sword was shattered by the violent energy, and flesh and blood flew sideways, and it was not until a few breaths later that the violent wind and the sound of breaking the air sounded, which was deafening.

Xia Changqing's face turned pale suddenly.

A cold man's voice echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"The affairs of the rivers and lakes are naturally the first village in the world to take care of."

"But this is Fufeng County."

"The evidence is conclusive, but the sin is not unto death."

When the voice fell, Xia Changqing's face was already pale, and he noticed the injuries on his body, and his face was slightly cold.

If it is, not to death.

Fu raised his eyes and looked at the blue-shirted young man over there, his own plan to take advantage of the general situation was broken because of him, although there was resentment in his heart for a while, but he also rose a little admiration, praised his machine change, sighed his mind, and after the admiration, it was more and more cold killing machine.

PS: The third update ...... This plot broke off very boring, so I finished writing it, and then ...... I'm going to kneel.