Bei Qingyan was silent, and his bright eyes were so cold that he looked at him.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths......

With a flick of her wrist, she grasped a sharp dagger, lifted the corner of her robe in a daze, and stepped her left foot on the chair. Under the puzzled gaze of everyone, the knife stabbed into the thigh with a "poof". Blood splattered, and warm blood spilled on Rong Yang's stunned face.

Her bright eyes were as cold as ice, and she pulled them out without hesitation and stabbed them again!

"Poof!"

"Master! No! Don't stab anymore! I'm willing to admit anything, I'm willing to do anything! Ah Ke was already in tears, and "plopped" to his feet, distressed. This is his master, who would rather abolish his own leg in order to prove his innocence.

"Get out of the way!" Bei Qingyan pushed him away hard, and the knife was pulled out again.

The white knife went in, the red knife came out, three knives, she didn't even blink her eyes, and her brows didn't wrinkle!

Just as she was about to stab into the fourth knife, a gust of wind knocked her knife down, and a strong killing intent suddenly condensed in the air.

Kun Ye felt this murderous aura, although he didn't know who it was, he could be sure that he was powerful, so powerful that he couldn't imagine it.

"That's it!" He was too lazy to stand up, tucked his wide sleeves, and said, "Then check it out to see who has cinnabar on it." ”

"Master......" Ah Ke wiped his tears and hugged Bei Qingyan, who was about to fall. Her little face was as pale as paper.

Bei Qingyan pulled out a weak smile and waved his hand in relief: "I'm fine, I can't die!" ”

More than a dozen waiters began to check again, and after half a pillar of incense, someone replied: "Back to Kunye, we found cinnabar in Rong Gongzi's brocade bag." ”

"What?" Rong Yang's eyes widened and he screamed, "Impossible! I've got asthma medicine in my bag! ”

But when he saw the contents of the brocade bag that day, his head suddenly roared, how could it be cinnabar? When was it dropped?

Millet grains drilled out half of his head from the side of Bei Qingyan's clothes, and his head was tilted, hmph, it wouldn't tell him that it was too easy for him to drop the bag!

"No, it's not me! Not me! How could I be so stupid to leave traces of cinnabar on the silver ticket and put cinnabar in a brocade bag? Rong Yang kept shaking his head, and his expression began to panic.

"It's simple, because you've used cinnabar. As for why you said you brought cinnabar, then ask yourself? Bei Qingyan arched his hand at everyone present, raised his eyebrows and said: "There are many people in this black market who are raising demon fetuses, I think Rong Gongzi must want to use cinnabar to strangle them in the cradle." Cut off the wealth of the boss here. ”

"You gibberish! Why should I intercept the wealth of the boss here? Rong Yang almost screamed, and his eyes were almost dripping blood.

"If I'm not mistaken, your father, Lord Rong, has a relationship with Boss Wen on the edge of the North City. Boss Wen also runs a black market, that's why you brought cinnabar! Bei Qingyan's eyes were like two knives, stabbing him straight to the point, not giving him any leeway.

When they heard this, they began to look at him with an extremely suspicious look.

The prince is a real man who can even kill his subordinates, on the other hand, Rong Gongzi, instead of having the slightest courage, he has insulted him many times, and now he is even more timid as a mouse.

Just these two people stood together, and their hearts began to tilt towards Bei Qingyan, even though he was notorious.

Rong Yang looked at so many prickly eyes, but he didn't know how to explain, he could only point to Bei Qingyan and keep repeating: "It's not me!" It's really not me! Believe! It's him! It's him who dropped my brocade bag, it's him! ”