In the end, only one person was vaguely recognized by the person in charge who had already been identified. The remaining three people didn't dare to resist at all, and let the people behind the white-robed man temporarily seal the spells of the three of them. Wait until the Lord of the Heavenly Tower comes over in person and identifies the identities of the three people, and then dispose of it.

Placing these three people in a guest room, the white-robed man found the person in charge on the eleventh floor next to him to look at them. Then the people in charge of the inn who asked the person in charge of the Tianlou found the three people at the end of the floor and began to clean up the broken corpses in this place.

According to the ranking, Shangguan Yang and the young man could only put the magic weapon beside the white-robed man and let him take care of it. The two of them took another person who was in the lower ranking to ask the head of the Heavenly Tower, and first collected the corpse parts on the ground. Then the three of them, like young men, washed the bloodstained ground.

When the three of them were cleaning the ground, none of the people present came out of the surprise just now. They didn't dare to look at the two men in white robes and gorgeous clothes, but they just passed their eyes in private. After the bloodstains in the inn were cleaned, Shangguan Yang and the young man were about to go back to take care of the box again, when the man in Chinese clothes suddenly said to the person in charge of the sixteenth floor who had just spoken, the old man named Mo Xian: "Don't pretend to be okay, now that fine work named Fan Ni is dead, and there is no proof of death." Shouldn't you justify yourself, what does that mean when you spoke for him just now? Also, why does his jade plaque say eighth floor and you are sixteenth? Is it really that much of a coincidence? Or is it a deliberate order set by the people of the few of you who should be in harmony with the outside? ”

At the same time as he finished saying this, Old Man Mo Xian's face turned pale. He stood up suddenly, looking like that, if it weren't for the fact that the identity of the man in the costume was much higher than him, he would have already made a move at this time.

"You can't talk nonsense...... Old Mo Xian's excited body trembled slightly, and after finally calming down, he continued to say to the man in Chinese clothes: "Just now I was just afraid that there was some misunderstanding here, we, the principals in the building, only the landlord alone knows our details." Ask the landlord to see and check the authenticity in person, why not? ”

After sneering at the man in fancy clothes for a lifetime, he said to the old Mo Xian: "Then take advantage of the emptiness of the landlord who has not yet come, you and the one who doesn't know if it is really called Fanni's fine work, and the people outside should be combined with the outside, and solve the problems of us in one fell swoop." You see, you almost made it ...... you."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm the person in charge of the sixteenth floor, and three people have just confirmed my identity." When Old Mo Xian said this, he was forced to take a step back by the man in Chinese clothes. After finally gaining a foothold, he continued: "It's you guys, you all prove each other. Who knows if you've already figured it out? Without the verification of the landlord, no one can say that you are the real landlord. ”

"That's good" The man in Chinese clothes slapped Lao Mo Xian, and then said to him: "Then let's wait for the landlord to distinguish the authenticity in person, but while the landlord hasn't come yet, let's talk about the disrespectful thing to the boss, did you point your finger at me just now......"

When the man in the Chinese costume just spoke, Lao Mo Xian breathed a sigh of relief. But later, when he heard that this person was going to ask the lower part of the heavenly tower to be disrespectful, he knew in his heart that this was intentionally coming to himself. Ask the top and bottom of the heavenly tower, although the hierarchy is clear. But such things are usually nothing, and now this Futako, who is dressed in fancy clothes and has makeup on his face, obviously wants to make a big fuss. Judging from what he did to Fan Ni on the eighth floor just now, this time he was the one who killed him.

This old Mo Xian is a famous person in a certain sect of cultivation, although he is not the head of the sect, but this old Mo Xian has the highest rank in the sect, and he has always taught others, and he is used to teaching others in the sect just now. That's why I couldn't help but say a few words.

At the moment, Lao Mo Xian regretted a little that he was idle just now, why did he go to that troubled water? I regret even more that I shouldn't have listened to the landlord's rhetoric and joined the sky. It's too late to say anything now, after Lao Mo Xian sighed, he walked a few steps towards the man in Chinese clothes, stood two feet away and bowed to him, and said, "It's Lao Er Meng Lang just now, please ...... it."

Halfway through Old Mo Xian's words, a crimson fireball suddenly erupted from his mouth towards the position of the man in Chinese clothes. This fireball grew in the wind, and the fireball that was sprayed out of Old Mo Xian's mouth was originally the size of a fist. However, when he arrived at the side of the man in the fancy clothes, it was only two or three feet away, and the fireball turned out to be the size of a basin. Seeing that he was about to hit the man in the fancy clothes, the man took a step back, and raised his hand to shoot at the big fireball as he retreated. After a strong wind, the fireball disappeared into the air.

At the same time that this fireball erupted, Old Mo Xian didn't even look at whether it hit or not. He turned around and rushed towards the empty gate. At the moment when Old Mo Xian rushed out, the fireball that had disappeared into the air just now suddenly appeared in front of Old Mo Xian out of thin air. And flew at him.

This distance was too short, and Old Mo Xian didn't have time to dodge at all, and he was being impartially put on his head by this fireball. After old Mo Xian screamed all his life, he turned into a burning man in a blink of an eye...... After a few wails, Monet lay motionless on the ground, allowing the fire to burn him to ashes.

Just when the faces of the remaining principals of each building were cloudy, the eyes of the men in fancy clothes swept around their faces, and then continued: "Everyone saw it just now, it was this old guy who took the initiative to provoke and attack me. It seems that my guess is correct, he is Fanny's accomplice here. Everyone doesn't need to panic, after the landlord arrives later, he will naturally have a public opinion about the two of them. ”

After saying this, the man in the fancy costume suddenly turned his gaze to another person in the crowd: "I remember that Your Excellency is the person in charge of the twenty-fourth floor, right?" The eighth and sixteenth floors have been confirmed to be fine, but what about you? Aren't you going to explain it yourself? ”

The man in Chinese costume faced the person on the twenty-fourth floor, whose face was a little bitter. His status in the Heavenly Tower was too low, and he didn't have the courage to argue in front of this man in gorgeous clothes. In addition, he also saw the result of Mo Xian's argument on the sixteenth floor just now, and he could only take the initiative to stand up at the moment. With a smiling face, he said to the man in Chinese clothes: "Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with those two traitors." In order to prove my innocence, I voluntarily was sealed and disposed of when the landlord arrived. ”

"Since you are so insistent, in order to prove your innocence, I can't stand in the way." As he spoke, the man in the costume personally sealed the spell for the person in charge on the twenty-fourth floor. Then the person in charge by the white-robed man's side took him into the room and took care of him.

Two of the principals died, and four more were locked up. Except for the people in charge of each building who were present, no one dared to speak easily, except for the two people in fancy clothes and white robes. The scene seemed a little cold and depressing, but just like that, the man in the fancy costume was still not idle, picking bones from the eggs, and successively sending five or six people in charge of the spell who had been temporarily sealed into the room.

Those who remain in charge of the matter now also see that something is wrong today. Where is this or what guardian magic weapon is waiting for the landlord to come? There are already signs of a major purge in the building. Just when the man in the Chinese costume was about to find fault again, the person in charge on the eleventh floor in the crowd stood up and said to the man in the Chinese costume: "Your Excellency, do you want to kill them all?" Or Mo Xian is right, you are the ones who have been infiltrated into the building......"

As he spoke, more than a dozen people who were in charge with him actually stood up. Although the skills of these people are not as good as those in fancy clothes and white robes, it is inevitable that they will really take advantage of the chaos to escape one or two people. If it weren't for the fact that the inn had been banned by the white-robed man, these people would have escaped by using the escape technique.

However, these people in charge did not dare to scatter and flee in a hurry, and they still understood the truth of who moved first and who died at this time. At that moment, the dozen or so people began to slowly walk towards the door of the inn. Just waiting for the secret signal of the person in charge on the eleventh floor, they have just contacted in private, the person in charge of the eleventh floor will fight for his life, and the moment he rushes towards the two people opposite, these people will rush out at the same time.

After the principal on the eleventh floor finished speaking, an antique long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and after the long sword shook a little, a raging fire ignited on the sword. The man shouted, "Go away!" The words were shouted, and the other principals around him turned around and ran towards the outside of the inn at the same time. However, when no one expected it, at the same time that the principal on the eleventh floor shouted out this voice, he had already turned around and swung his sword to slash at the back of the dozen or so people......