Ling Xuan really didn't want Ling Xi'er to be involved in this murder case, looking at Ling Xi'er's back as she left, Ling Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

Murong Yiyi looked at Ling Xuan and said, "What are you going to do?"

Ling Xuan said lightly: "Wait, wait for them to arrest me." ”

At this time, Ling Xuan's heart was very calm, and he groaned, he didn't know why the person who killed Yan Xuan wanted to kill him.

Is it trying to frame him?

Or is there some other purpose?

Was it just an accident to be identified as a murderer?

After getting this news, You went out to inquire about the news at the age of ten, of course, because of curiosity.

Only came back at this time, and when he came back to see Ling Xuan, You Shisui was also very surprised, obviously, he must have thought that Yan Xuan had been killed by Ling Xuan, just like everyone else.

As soon as he came up, he asked, and for Ling Xuan's denial, You Shisui was even more puzzled.

However, he didn't have time to think about these questions at this moment, he looked at Ling Xuan and said, "Lin Xuan, you are *annoyed, I just saw Zhao Hai go to Yan Mansion." ”

Ling Xuan's face was still calm.

"So fast?"

Ah Wolf's face was a little frightened.

Yes, it was quite fast, but these were within Ling Xuan's expectations.

Murong Yi said with a deep face: "Sure enough, regardless of whether this matter was done by Lin Xuan or not, Zhao Hai will definitely lead the fire to Lin Xuan's body to avenge his personal vendetta, but I didn't expect this fire to come so quickly?"

Mo Yu's face was gloomy, once something happened to Ling Xuan, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He glanced at Mo Lian, looked at Ling Xuan and said, "Lin Xuan, they will definitely take your life, can you run away?"

Run there, run there, and once you run away, you really become a murderer.

Ling Xuan didn't plan to run at all, the soldiers came to block, and the water came to cover the earth.

Mo Yu and Ling Xuan were not thinking about the same.

Ling Xuan smiled faintly: "I'm just waiting for them here, without evidence, I don't believe they will kill me?"

Shangguan Wan'er felt that Ling Xuan was really rotten, and imagined things too simply, and said angrily: "Lin Xuan, I don't know if you are stupid or too simple, what is your identity, what is their identity, they want to kill you, it is an easy matter, no one will check afterwards, and no one will care, you will die unclear." You know what?"

Murong Yiyi knows very well the situation of the word "right", otherwise their Murong family would not rely on Xuanwangfu now. He just knew this, and was even a little anxious, but he didn't know how to talk to Ling Xuan, and looked at him quietly, thinking in his heart.

"It's okay, I'll just wait for them here. ”

Ling Xuan gritted his teeth lightly and persisted again and again. For this, he knew that he could not back down.

Everyone persuaded again and again, but Ling Xuan still insisted, and everyone had no choice but to give up and wait with him again.

Just as he spoke, Mo Lian's figure disappeared.

......

Yan Mansion

At this time, the Yan Mansion was dead silent.

A sad atmosphere enveloped the entire Yan Mansion, and the people under them all had ugly faces and solemn breaths.

They are not sad because of Yan Fu's death, but they don't dare to show their sad emotions on their faces, once they let Mrs. Yan know, maybe the convulsions will kill them, they all want to live, they don't want to be this unjust ghost.

In the lobby, the breath was even colder, and the subordinates on the side didn't seem to dare to even gasp for breath, and their bodies were a little stiff and didn't dare to move.

In the center was a corpse, covered with a white cloth, with only the head exposed, which was the corpse covered with stern.

Yan Bi's face was dignified, but he could see that his calm eyes were full of horror, and there was a blood mark on his neck, the wound was very deep, and the blood stains had dried, which should be the cause of Yan Fu's death. Judging from the wounds, the murderer used the knife neatly and sharply, killing him with one sword.

Mrs. Yan sat next to Yan Fu, looking at Yan Fu's "calm and peaceful" face, without any expression, his eyes were extremely gloomy and murderous. Although Yan Taifu is a literati, the killing intent in his eyes is even worse than that of a martial artist, like an assassin who has been killing people for a long time, maybe the assassins are not as good as him.

Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Fu's corpse with a somewhat dull gaze, not moving at all, I don't know how long I watched it, this scene seemed to be frozen.

A hurried figure broke the quiet and somewhat frightening atmosphere.

The person who came was a subordinate of the Yan Mansion, very young, walking in a hurry, looking anxious and a little frightened.

The anxiety is because he is in a hurry to report, and the fear is that he doesn't want to report.

Because he was afraid that Mrs. Yan would kill him if he was displeased at any time.

Once a person has reached the place of great sorrow. Anything can be done.

Many of the subordinate maids around Yan Fu were stabbed to death by Mrs. Yan with a sword, sword by sword, and in that kind of scene, Mrs. Yan seemed to be crazy.

Yes, they are innocent, but it can only be said that they are unlucky.

The subordinate approached, and his voice trembled a little: "Old ...... Master, Young Master Zhao is here. ”

Mrs. Yan was silent for a long time, did not raise his head, and did not answer.

After another half of the ring, Mrs. Yan reached out and touched Yan Fu's face, and Yan Fu's open eyes closed, but Mrs. Yan closed it twice and seemed to be a little blind.

Mrs. Yan whispered in Yan Fu's ear: "Fu'er, Dad will definitely avenge you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire hall fell into a dead silence again, and the subordinate's legs trembled.

Mrs. Yan got up and looked at the next person, his eyes were very fierce, like the eyes of a crazy wolf hunter. Fortunately, this subordinate didn't look at Mrs. Yan's eyes, otherwise he would have been so frightened that he would have sat down on the ground.

Yan Fu said slowly: "Let him come here." ”

"Yes"

The servant gasped, and then hurriedly retreated.

......

Zhao Hai walked slowly to the lobby, saw Yan Fu's corpse at a glance, his eyes were stunned, he paused, raised his eyebrows, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and walked to Mrs. Yan who was sitting on the side with a gloomy expression, bowed and said: "The little nephew has seen Uncle Yan, the matter has come to this, please mourn my uncle." ”

Mrs. Yan looked at Zhao Hai, did not answer immediately, paused for a moment, and then said with some meaning: "The virtuous nephew came, what is the matter?"

Zhao Haigong said cautiously: "I heard that Brother Yan suffered this, and came to mourn. ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Yan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said coldly, "How did the virtuous nephew know so quickly?"

Hearing this, Zhao Hai was shocked, he didn't expect that Mrs. Yan would suspect him because of this, and hurriedly said: "Uncle is suspicious of the little nephew? How can the little nephew be the murderer? The little nephew and Brother Yan have been friends since childhood, how can they harm him? Uncle don't let the sad emotions mess up his heart and reason." Now that the Holy Heavenly City is in a rubul, the little nephew naturally knows that it is because he is friendly with Brother Yan that he hurriedly came to visit, because the little nephew really can't believe what is rumored. ”

Mrs. Yan stared at Zhao Hai's eyes for a long time, and said lightly: "Okay, how could the old man suspect the virtuous nephew, the virtuous nephew misunderstood." Now that you've seen it, please go back!"

Zhao Hai didn't move, stood in place, hesitated a little, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, the little nephew suspects that the death of Brother Yan and the death of the younger nephew's brother Zhao Yang were committed by the same person. ”

"Oh?"

Mrs. Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhao Yang died in Changpython Mountain, and the old man has also heard about it, how could he die at the hands of the same person as Fu'er, isn't the little nephew laughing at the old man?

Zhao Hai's expression remained unchanged, thinking that Jiang was still old and spicy, and said: "That's the case, but it's not the same person, because Brother Yan offended the person who killed my brother." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, his brows tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it carefully." ”