Li Chenglong walked forward and said to a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, "Tell me in detail what happened." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"This morning, the guy who delivered the meal found that this prince of Dali had been killed in his room, and after inspection, he was killed by someone with the skill of eagle claws.

This prince had some gaps with Brother Xue, the seven bag disciples of the beggar gang, two days ago, and Brother Xue's fame happened to be the Eagle Claw Gong, so the people of the Duan clan thought that Wang Gongzi was killed by Brother Xue. "The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall will explain it in detail.

"I was killed by the Eagle Claw Skill, so those who practiced the Eagle Claw Gong were murderers? Dali Duan's handling of problems is so arbitrary? Li Chenglong asked.

"This..."The people on the Duan side of Dali, you look at me, I look at you, and they look at each other speechlessly.

"They've had conflicts." A disciple of the Duan clan of Dali strongly argued.

"Although I, Xue Qingzhu, am not a hero, I will never do such a despicable and shameless thing, if I want to kill him, I will fight him to the death!" Xue Qingzhu said categorically.

"Who knows who you are!" One retorted.

"Okay, don't talk about it!" Li Chenglong raised his hand to stop the meaningless quarrel between the two parties, although there were no professional criminal investigators in the Xianwu Palace, he and Nuwa's ability was enough to solve the case.

"Duan clansmen, let me ask you, who has seen this Xue Daxia kill Wang Gongzi with their own eyes?" Li Chenglong asked.

In front of him, these people didn't dare to be presumptuous, unless they didn't want to listen to the Sword Immortal.

"Not really." Dali royal guard Zhu Danchen replied.

"Xue Daxia, do you have any alibi?" Li Chenglong asked again.

"I drank with a few brothers late into the night last night, and I didn't go back to my room until the early hours of the morning to rest, and my brothers can testify for me." Xue Qingzhu said loudly.

"I can testify!" "I can testify too!" Several beggar disciples immediately shouted.

Li Chenglong continued to ask a few questions, and went to the scene to investigate, and he found that the prince was fatally killed by a single blow, and there was a look of fear in his eyes.

Xue Qingzhu obviously doesn't have that strength, someone must have planted the blame.

After Nuwa came over, she scanned all the crime scenes, and then carried out a reproduction simulation, and found that Xue Qingzhu was not suspicious.

Li Chenglong had the bottom in his heart, and asked the law enforcement disciples to take Xue Qingzhu back to investigate, and promised to give everyone an explanation within twelve hours.

That night, Li Chenglong, Nuwa, Hao Meng, and the three elders of Wuyazi lurked in various parts of the city waiting for the rabbit.

If this is a conspiracy, there will definitely be a move behind it.

Sure enough, in the early hours of the morning, Hao Meng scanned a suspicious person, and Li Chenglong quickly rushed over to the food and accommodation street in the city.

This street is full of inns and restaurants, and there are elite disciples of various sects.

The target was a man in black, with a relatively thin stature and an innate human realm, who was shuttling back and forth on the roof, as if looking for the above target.

"The innate master of this world can count on both hands, who will it be?" Li Chenglong compared him with those people in his mind, and a name flashed through his mind.

"Could it be him?"

To catch a thief, you have to take dirty, and to catch a traitor in bed, Li Chenglong didn't do it immediately, he lurked in the shadows, paying attention to the man's every move.

The man in black looked back and forth for about an hour, and finally settled on an inn. This inn is a disciple of Shaolin Temple, does this man in black want to attack this martial arts Taishan Beidou?

Li Chenglong watched the changes, and after the man in black sneaked into the inn, he found a room for a Shaolin disciple who cultivated at the second-rate upper level, and only one Shaolin disciple lived in this room, which was convenient for him to start.

The man in black was skillful, like a ghost, silent, and the Shaolin disciple had already fallen asleep, and he didn't even notice that a man in black had sneaked into his room.

The man in black sneered, and pointed at the sword, stabbing at the Shaolin disciple's death hole, using a move similar to the Yang Finger of the Dali Duan Clan.

"Do you want to blame again?" Li Chenglong sneered, and sent out a sword aura that shot towards the man in black.

The sword qi pierced through the window and stabbed the palm of the man in black with precision, cutting off two of his fingers.

The man in black was startled, and his breath couldn't contain it and leaked out, waking up the Shaolin disciple on the bed.

The Shaolin monk was equally startled when he saw a black-clothed man with blood on his palm standing in front of his bed, and he immediately rolled over to make a defense.

The man in black knew that he would not be able to kill this Shaolin disciple tonight, and if he continued, he might bury himself here, so he immediately opened the door and fled from the other side.

How could Li Chenglong let him escape so easily, he used ten successful forces, and the speed was so fast that even the naked eye could not catch his figure, and the man in black was chased by him as soon as he escaped from the inn.

Without saying a word, Li Chenglong's extremely fast palm was imprinted on the back of the man in black, and an extremely strong suction force was generated out of thin air, and the man in black was terrified to find that his true qi was constantly draining out.

In less than a third of the time of tea, the true qi of the man in black was already empty, and the true qi in his body disappeared ninety and a half.

His face was as dead as ashes, knowing that he was in danger of disaster tonight, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Fu'er, the task of recovering my Dayan can only rely on you alone in the future." ”

Then, he wanted to cut off his heart, but would Li Chenglong let him get his wish?

Sealing the acupuncture points around the man in black and imprisoning his movements, Li Chenglong carried him back to the inn where the Shaolin disciples lived, and then asked the disciples to inform the Duan clan and the beggar gang disciples.

After waiting for the number to be gathered, Li Chenglong explained the ins and outs and what he saw and heard tonight, which made everyone suddenly realize.

However, this man in black refused to tell his identity when he died, Li Chenglong knew his identity, but he didn't say it explicitly, if his identity was revealed, Gusu Murong would definitely suffer a fatal blow.

He also wanted to include Murong Fu in the door, such a good seedling could not be wasted, but if Murong Fu still did not repent in the back, Li Chenglong would not force it too much.

It is a matter of course to kill people to pay for their lives and repay debts, and when the murderer is handed over to Duan's to deal with, Li Chenglong does not care about the follow-up development of the matter, but it seems that the man in black will not escape death.

After these few things, the martial arts people learned about the strength of the Immortal Martial Palace, and the forces that secretly wanted to make small moves also converged a lot.

Until the day of the Sword Immortal's preaching came, nothing major happened.

On this day, Dengxian City was simply overcrowded, not only martial arts people, but also the people of Dali nearby, and the people of the Great Song Dynasty who came to admire it, almost paralyzed the traffic in Dengxian City.

Those who can go to Wuliang Mountain are people who have heads and faces in the rivers and lakes or disciples of famous sects.