In Wu Qiaoyan's confusion, she heard Sikong Fengxuan say that she should let go of him, Wu Qiaoyan just wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but tremble her upper and lower teeth.

The two rows of teeth were cold, and a series of gurgling sounds made her unable to speak, and it was extremely difficult to speak.

"No, I, my, nature, nature, can, can, help, help you."

Wu Qiaoyan's stubbornness made Sikong Fengxuan feel distressed, but he didn't have any strength now, so he could only sigh and mutter: "Silly girl ......", his consciousness darkened, and he fainted again.

In the pendant space, the four seasons are turning, the frost is gradually melting, and the sky is full of stars......

Two hours have passed, and Sikong Fengxuan is still unconscious, but the situation is relatively stable, which makes Wu Qiaoyan finally let go of her snacks.

After she found a thin blanket and covered it with Sikong Fengxuan, she whispered to Sikong Fengxuan, "I'll go out for a while." After speaking, his body flashed, and he walked out of the pendant space.

Outside the confinement room, the two little ones of Fengzi and the orange phoenix beast were waiting anxiously.

At this moment, Wu Qiaoyan's voice came from the confinement room: "Fengzi? ”

"Yes, yes, we've been waiting for a long time." Fengzi hurriedly told Wu Qiaoyan everything that the Yan family saw.

Originally, they were going to squat to guard Yan Zeshui, but they didn't expect to see the scene of Sikong Fengxuan falling into the devil, and now the two little ones remembered that Sikong Fengxuan raised his hand, just grabbed it from afar, and they pinched a scene of a war king beast, which suddenly made the two of them shudder.

"The Yan family is in ruins?" After listening to what Fengzi told her, Wu Qiaoyan asked in surprise.

Immediately, her heart was heavy, and some of them were not tasteful.

It seems that every time she causes trouble for him, Wu Qiaoyan sighed.

She lowered her long eyelashes, leaving a layer of silhouette on the lying silkworm, she thought: Sikong Fengxuan's old disease should be very painful, but he never said it, at this time, Wu Qiaoyan was strongly eager to cure Sikong Fengxuan's old disease.

But then she was annoyed again, because she knew that the power of nature was useful to Sikong Fengxuan, but she was very stupid, and after so much time, there was still no sign of promotion.

Now that you are locked up in a confinement room with all this mess of trivial matters, do you want to sit still?

No!

Wu Qiaoyan raised her head, her eyes were full of tenacity and told herself: You can't lose, you can't afford to lose, what if you lose? All cases have to be investigated by themselves, if you wait for those with ulterior motives to investigate, I don't know what results can be found out for her!

Thinking of this, Wu Qiaoyan explained to Fengzi outside the door: "Fengzi, find a way to open the door for me." ”

Fengzi glanced at the dark iron pimple on the door, and it resigned itself to biting it with its teeth, but except for being able to press a few tooth marks on it, the iron pimple was still the same iron pimple.

"What should I do?" Fengzi asked the orange phoenix.

The orange phoenix beast bared its teeth, revealing two small milk teeth, which made Fengzi sad to death, so he simply discussed with Wu Qiaoyan in the door: "Why don't I smash the door?" ”

This made Wu Qiaoyan speechless: "If I can smash the door, I will shoot it myself." ”

Her words made the two beasts outside the door sad, this can't be smashed or shot, it must be unlocked......

Fengzi has always been simple-minded, with well-developed limbs, and is violent, and at this time he is helpless, but the orange phoenix beast often does fine work, but it can only steal and not open the lock.

"I'll do it."

Suddenly, a slightly low, gruff voice came from outside the gate.

His appearance immediately startled the two beasts who were committing the crime.

"Cheng, Cheng Shilang?" In the confinement room, Wu Qiaoyan asked suspiciously?

"Hmm." The answer outside the door confirmed Wu Qiaoyan's guess, which made her a little confused, Cheng Shilang wanted to let her out? Is this what a person who has always been known for his stereotypes would do?

The door lock clicked, and the door of the confinement room opened, Wu Qiaoyan looked at Cheng Shilang with a big knife on her back outside the door, with a serious face, and she asked uncertainly: "Are you sure Senior Cheng is not sleepwalking?" ”

Cheng Shilang glanced at Wu Qiaoyan lightly, and then turned around: "If you want to check, come with me, you have to come back before dawn, and there is still an hour." ”

Immediately, Wu Qiaoyan no longer hesitated, she hurriedly closed the door and hurriedly followed Cheng Shilang's footsteps.

The door to the Reading Pavilion is closed.

After learning the call of a night owl under the tower, Cheng Shilang hung a rope from the tower after a while.

He said to Wu Qiaoyan: "Let's climb up, don't use your combat power, it will alarm the elders, and your war beasts can't keep up, stay below just to keep guard for us." ”

After he finished speaking, he pulled the rope, and after making sure that the rope was firm, he used his hands and feet with strength and flexible movements, and rubbed up to the Reading Pavilion.

Wu Qiaoyan patted Fengzi's head and explained, "I'll go up and take a look, it should be fine." After speaking, he also followed Cheng Shi Lang to concoct the same method and climbed up to the Reading Pavilion.

As they climbed, two figures appeared in the distance, they looked in the direction of the Reading Pavilion, one was Elder Shen who was guarding the tower today, and the other was Wu Qiaoyan's master, Elder You.

Originally, Elder Shen chased after him, but he was stopped by Elder You.

"What are you stopping me from doing? A group of little cubs, pretending to be smart, thought that they wouldn't find out if they didn't use their combat power! Hmph-"Elder Shen is angry, is this tower going up casually?

"Do you want to watch my apprentice being framed and charged with murder?" Elder You began to mess with it again.

Elder Shen was speechless and asked rhetorically, "Are you a pit apprentice?" Can't see her? In case this group of boys can't help but be tempted to go to a higher level, waiting is to touch the ban, with their little combat power, they will collect the corpse tomorrow. ”

Elder You snorted arrogantly: "My apprentice's character, I can still trust it, without points, she won't go up casually." ”

Such a confident Elder You made Elder Shen raise his eyebrows, anyway, he was not his own apprentice, he was worried about a fart.

Wu Qiaoyan and the others didn't know that their actions had been taken into account by the tower guards, and they thought that they were doing something unknowingly.

She followed Cheng Shilang to the fifth floor of the Reading Pavilion.

In the corner of the fifth floor, an oil lamp was lit with a bean-sized fire, and within the light range of the oil lamp, except for Luo Qi, who was standing against the wall with a sword, the rest was the person on the ground covered with a white cloth.

Cheng Shilang strode over, he squatted down in front of the white cloth, and slowly lifted the white cloth, revealing the person who had been dead for a long time inside.

When Wu Qiaoyan saw the Cui Ling who was still frightened even though she was dead, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion that the world was impermanent, thinking that she was still arrogantly shouting yesterday afternoon, what a life she used to be, but now she has become like this.

At this time, Cheng Shilang spoke: "This is the place where she had an accident, when she had an accident, I checked that there were registered in the Reading Pavilion, just the three of us." ”

Wu Qiaoyan raised her eyebrows, she clasped her hands to her chest, and asked, "Do you also suspect that I killed her?" ”

"Not really." Cheng Shilang frowned, at that time, you didn't have enough time to go downstairs, and when we heard Cui Ling's muffled snort, we came out and took a look, and you had already walked to the hall on the first floor. ”

His words made Wu Qiaoyan relaxed: "Since you can prove my innocence, it will be better, I will go back." ”

But as soon as she turned around, she was stopped by Cheng Shilang: "Wait." ”

Cheng Shilang's stop made Wu Qiaoyan frown, and she waited for Cheng Shilang's explanation.

"Because there were only three of us present at the time, we couldn't testify to each other, if we couldn't find out the murderer, as soon as the register came out tomorrow, I and I could only be treated as suspects and put in confinement.

After Cheng Shilang finished speaking in one breath, Wu Qiaoyan finally understood why Cheng Shilang wanted to find her too, she glanced at Luo Qi, who had not spoken, and guessed that the two of them had already seen the corpse, but they had not found any clues, so they had to look for her.

The so-called one person is short, two people are long, and three people are Zhuge Liang!

Wu Qiaoyan stepped forward, she slowly squatted down, looked at Cuiling's body, and then whispered in a suppressed voice.

"The fatal wound was in the heart, killing with one blow, and Cui Ling still maintained a shocked and incredulous expression after her death, which shows that the murderer should be familiar to her, and she is standing very close, she is in an unguarded state, and she is suddenly hit ......"

Wu Qiaoyan said this, her voice paused in vain, and she looked at Cui Ling's left hand suspiciously.

"There was a scratch from the blade on her left hand." Wu Qiaoyan added hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Shilang leaned over and asked.

Wu Qiaoyan's eyes widened, she shook her lips, and said to herself: "She seems to be self-cutting." ”

As soon as her words fell, Luo Qizhi, who had been standing aside with a sword and had not made a sound, sneered and asked Cheng Shilang: "Shi Lang, this is what you said, she is very smart?" ”

Cheng Shilang scratched his head in annoyance, and he looked at Wu Qiaoyan with a puzzled expression: "You can't see anything, and then talk nonsense, right?" ”

After Wu Qiaoyan glanced at Cheng Shilang meaningfully, she grabbed Cui Ling's somewhat stiff hand and slowly placed it on the dagger inserted in the chest of the corpse.

Cui Ling's grip is almost the same as the handle of the dagger, and the scratch on the small fish in her hand just coincides with the edge of the dagger near the handle, plus there are some dried blood stains on the edge near the handle.

In this comparison, anyone can see that this dagger should have pierced her heart herself.

"Why did she do that?" At this time, Luo Qizhi also squatted down, his face that had been cold finally changed slightly, he looked at Wu Qiaoyan suspiciously, and commented: "How hateful you are, you even want to kill you even if you commit suicide." ”

Wu Qiaoyan: ...... Before the truth is revealed, why should I carry this pot?

"Maybe she admires you, but she is ashamed to express it, and under the increasing torture, she will make you remember her for the rest of your life by dying." If it is a crooked reason, Wu Qiaoyan can hug a bunch of them.

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Luo Qizhi immediately turned black, and in addition to replying to Wu Qiaoyan with "You are talking nonsense", he entered a state of word exhaustion.

However, since Wu Qiaoyan said the conclusion of suicide, Cheng Shilang has relaxed, as long as it can be proved that this Cui Ling committed suicide, no matter how strange the reason for her suicide is, it has nothing to do with them.

Cheng Shilang helped Cuiling cover the white cloth again, and then beckoned Luo Qizhi and Wu Qiaoyan: "Let's go, it's not early this day, don't be bumped into by someone." ”

Luo Qizhi nodded after hearing this, raised his feet and left, in a group of three, Wu Qiaoyan walked at the back, she took a few steps, stopped again, frowned and looked back suspiciously.

In the dim light, the dark wind blows, the flames sway, swaying silhouettes, Cuiling lies alone on the cold floor, blood gradually fading in a slow form on the white cloth.