"Bang!!"

The ink inkstone on the table was slammed to the ground, and the hard inkstone was broken into pieces.

You can imagine how much force was used.

It also shows the anger of the person who threw the inkstone.

In the hall of King Xuan's Mansion, a middle-aged man wearing a brown and yellow python dragon robe was furious.

His cultivation is not high, only in the middle stage of the Soul Realm.

The figure is slightly fat, the skin is fine and white, and there is no slightest meat callus on the hands, obviously pampered and well-maintained on weekdays.

In front of him stood a dozen monks, either with solemn expressions or with cold eyes.

At a cursory glance, they are all the mainstays in Xuanwang City.

"Lord Xuan, don't worry. ”

One of the crane-haired old men with long beards said slowly, "Now that the war on the front line is tense, you can't solve the problem if you summon us all here." It's better to wait for the Supervision Department to come, they have experience, and they will be able to find out the cause of Ling Gongzi's death, arrest the murderer, and give you justice......"

"Wait?"

King Xuan's eyes widened suddenly, and his voice was low, "When do you want this king to wait!" This king's sons are all dead, dead in the heavily guarded city of King Xuan, and die in this king's mansion!

"And you masters, you didn't even notice it. Wait a little longer, and the murderer may be out of the city right under your noses, how can you catch it then?"

"Lord Wang, it's not that we don't want to help you find the murderer. ”

Another person stood up and tried to reason with him, "You also know that Ling Gongzi died of a sword wound, pierced through the chest, and was killed with one blow. There are countless masters of swords in the cultivation world, even in this Xuanwang City, I am afraid that they can find out one hundred and eighty, and they can't search and interrogate them one by one.

"Since no one was caught on the spot, it is really difficult to ...... with just one wound"

"This king doesn't care!"

King Xuan interrupted him, and threw all the things on the table to the ground, "This king has a dead son, do you still have to swallow your anger? What if there are many people?

"Lord Xuan, this is difficult to obey. ”

"Never!"

"The corpse tide is still raging outside the city, and the demons of Huangquan Dao are eyeing it, and the people in the city are already panicking...... If there is still a big fight, I am afraid that there will be chaos in the rear immediately. ”

Everyone, you and I dissuade you every word.

King Xuan couldn't listen to a word, he just felt that he didn't have a backache when he was standing and talking, and it wasn't your son who died, so he didn't want to care?

When he thinks of his son, he feels a heartache.

Although he had many children, this was the youngest son and the most beloved one. This is gone, no matter what, King Xuan can't swallow this breath.

"Yi Daoren, aren't you the best at calculating?"

He suddenly looked at a thin black monk in a gray and blue cloth robe, and said, "Quickly, help this king calculate the whereabouts of the murderer." ”

The Friar lifted his eyelids, glanced at him, and did not speak.

“...... You, what do you mean by that?"

"Lord Wang, forgive me for being a shallow learner and can't help. You'd better be smarter!"

Asking the heavens, that's a matter of losing life and happiness.

In particular, it is estimated that he is still a master who can kill people in the palace without being discovered, and his cultivation is probably not much different from himself, and if he is not careful, he will be counterattacked.

King Xuan made such a request, which was really difficult for a strong man.

Yi Daoren's eyes rolled wildly, he didn't speak ill of him, he already had a good temper.

“......”

Just when King Xuan was depressed, someone suddenly came to report outside the door.

The person who came whispered a few words next to him, and his face suddenly turned hideous, and his eyes showed a fierce light: "Okay! That person must be a murderer, immediately go to this king to find him, and the whole city will offer a reward, and he will definitely be caught!"

The others looked at each other.

They were all advanced cultivators, so naturally they heard the whisper of the subordinate, saying that someone saw a white-haired monk appear outside the palace last night, holding a blood-red sword in his hand......

"Who saw that?"

"How can a master who can kill the son of the prince under heavy protection be easily seen?"

"Could it be that he deliberately provoked the ...... of Xuanwangfu"

However, no matter what they think.

King Xuan is all iron-hearted, and would rather kill a thousand wrong than let go of one. After all, they can understand the pain of losing a child, so they no longer persuade them.

So, a bounty was posted throughout the city.

The tragic death of King Xuan's son in the mansion soon spread.

But he never thought that another person would die the next night.

This time it was the apprentice of a Divine Realm monk of Kuang Tianmeng who died in the inn with the same sword piercing his chest.

One day later, a general of the Demon Sweeping Army was found under the city wall, with his head pierced, and he died without looking at him.

Subsequently, news of deaths in the city came one after another.

Most of those who died were family members of cultivators, or descendants of those who had cultivated to a low level.

For a time, everyone was in danger, and it was rumored that there was a murderous demon in the city, not to seek revenge, but to pick on innocent people.

"You say, who's that...... It can't be a murderer, right?"

"Who's that?"

"Who else, the one who lives in the house...... The white-haired and red sword is exactly the same as the description on the palace bounty. ”

"Phew, it's just a coincidence, how could it be him?"

"Look at a man with a sword, and that man is not an evil man. Keep your mouth shut for me, don't talk nonsense outside......"

Several young men from the Nan family walked outside the door, and whispers reached Nanming's ears.

He stretched, sat up from the bed, and slowly put on his shirt.

He deliberately waited for a while, did nothing, just slept and others thought he was in retreat.

The cheap cousin really couldn't sit still......

But I don't know what script he prepared for himself. If it's not interesting enough, you're going to stop it.

He went out with great anticipation, and saw a maid passing by outside the door, and he remembered that he had once had a very cute little maid, and he didn't care about one of them at that time, so he didn't know where to lose it.

"I've seen adults. ”

The maid who passed by saluted him, and then hurried away, as if in some hurry.

Nanming was a little strange, usually the maid of Nanfu only had two reactions when she saw her, either her cheeks were red, or she was scared to death.

How is this different?

"Human, you managed to get my attention. ”

He grinned, sensing something unusual, and decided to follow and take a look.

Shen Nian escaped into the void, followed the hurried maid to the back kitchen, saw her serve a bowl of tea, and went straight to the master's study.

Well, it looks like a tea and water delivery ...... No problem.

Entering the study, Nan Xianyu was on the desk, checking the account books of the Nan family this month.

When he saw the maid come in, he didn't look up, but only knocked on the table and motioned for the tea to be put down.

The maid meekly put down the tea.

Nan Xianyu picked up the tea, took a sip, and found that the maid was still there, so he was a little displeased: "What are you still standing for......?"

"Master of the South Family. ”

But I heard the maid smile strangely, and suddenly spoke, "Since the matter has been completed, you should also pay the final payment, right?"

The delicate woman, what came out of her mouth was the voice of a rough man. Nanxianyu was startled, and the tea in his mouth squirted out with a "poof".

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