In another mansion in the city, Jiao'er just sat at the table and adjusted the strings of the pipa, changing the tune one by one, and opposite her sat the owner of the Spring Festival Building, Jin Ximo, the eldest young master of the Jinge Chamber of Commerce. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jin Ximo said: "It seems that the Xingtian Palace is here for Yan Liangjun, and I don't want to have too much conflict with Xuwu Pavilion, just now that Wen San and Song Wu made a move, I thought that this Tianhe City was going to be a ghost crying god!"

Jiao'er said: "The eldest young master, even Wen San and Song Wu, who did not appear in the Heavenly Palace, you also know, it can be seen that the power of the world is in the heart of the eldest young master!"

"Girl, but I don't know why these two people want to make a move!"

Jiao'er smiled and said: "Most of the Xingtian Palace is here, and they must guard against the attack of the Xuwu Pavilion, these two people hit the door, and the Zhuwu Pavilion can only fight the two of them at the door of the house normally, so there are fewer people to disturb the Xingtian Palace." It's just a trick to secretly cross Chen Cang, but I don't want this Xuwu Pavilion to shrink his head at home, and I also tell the Xingtian Palace clearly, now I don't fight with you. In the bloody battle a few days ago, the two sides can stop their hands today, what is going to happen in the Tianhe Kingdom, right? I have to tell the young master about this!"

"My old father has been running the business of Tianhe for decades, and he has other purposes besides making money. It seems to say that there is someone here in Tianhe Country. I think we'll know in six months. Jin Ximo stood up, his chubby body walked towards the door, a strong internal qi blew in, and he didn't touch the girl, but plucked out seven notes on the pipa, and spread far away to the city.

On the second day, the morning sun rose slowly, and the sunlight illuminated the entire Tianhe City Royal City, and the coolness of the night slowly dissipated with the rising sun.

On the foggy streets, more than a dozen officers of the patrol department surrounded one place and closed an alleyway to prevent passers-by from passing. Behind them, a piece of linen cloth was covered with the ground, vaguely imprinted in the shape of a human being.

Although the official did not let passers-by approach, the people of Tianhe City were still surrounded by them, and they all knew in their hearts that there should be a corpse under the white cloth, but who the dead person was, no one knew it, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

At this time, several more officials came over, followed by a flatbed carriage, which was also covered with sackcloth.

Wu Yanhua rode a horse and followed the carriage, although he was a member of the patrol department, his position was not enough to ride a horse at all, and there were a few people around him who were higher than him, only he rode his own horse, and it was recognized that his spirit was not very good, and no one said anything, but for him, a Luan tribe who only cares about small things and never cares about big things, it is a little strange to appear here.

"This ...... Why did so many people die?" said a vendor in the crowd who came out in the morning to sell bread.

"yes, I thought it was just this one, who wants to have two more?" replied someone who had been watching the excitement for a long time.

At this time, a beggar said: "The way of the world is about to change, have you heard of the battle at the Chunxiao Building on Zijin Street four days ago? I saw with my own eyes that the government had to carry out at least dozens of corpses from the building that night. There was also a person who was not from the government, and he also walked out of the building, and he was crying in front of several corpses, and in the end, guess what? The man took out a dagger and plunged it into his heart!"

Of course, this beggar is talking nonsense, at that time, it was the people of Zhuwu Pavilion who dealt with all kinds of people, but after all, the official must have a saying that it is best to hide Zhuwu Pavilion, so this kind of statement was spread outside.

"Hey, think of me Tianhe City, the people who have died on the streets for decades are only a palm, and in just a few days, so many people have died?"

This person who spoke was another kind of person, and sometimes seven or eight people died in a day in Tianhe, and they were all suppressed by the government.

The people around him also talked a lot, and they all shook their heads and sighed.

"Hey, what are you officials doing? Don't let people go here in broad daylight? Is there a royal law? Is this still Tianhe City?"

Suddenly, there was a loud shouting behind the patrol division, and the passers-by looked up and saw a man in a rattan robe and a hat on his head standing in front of Wu Yanhua's horse.

"The patrol department, where did you get so much talk? There are all roads next to you, you don't take it, but you just walk here? Are those two holes in your nose also panting? Can't you see that there are people here? If you make trouble here again, I'll lock you up!"

An official walked up to the side of the road and reached out to push him. In normal times, these officials are also very friendly, and this kind of behavior can rarely be done.

However, at this time, the three murders in his jurisdiction one after another, no matter who these people were, were enough to make this official worry for a while.

Wu Yanhua said: "It's just that a guy and two people sold goods died, probably a murder that happened to rob money." ”

The official glanced at Wu Pleiades Yanhua and thought, "What is this barbarian talking nonsense, the higher authorities ordered that no other words be said." ”

But I couldn't say anything to him, just glared at Lu Tong.

Seeing that the official was rude, Lu Tong didn't say anything, glared at him fiercely, turned around and left.

The rest of the officials had already loaded the body into the carriage, covered it with a huge black cloth, and walked towards the yamen in the city, and the surrounding passers-by also dispersed after a little discussion.

Looking at the road again, after leaving, the steps under his feet became faster and faster, so that after a while, he walked to the east of the city more than ten miles away.

After turning left and right in a residential place for a while, Lu Tong pushed open a small wooden door and entered the courtyard directly, without observing the surrounding situation, and walked into the house quickly, looking really hurried.

There were several people sitting in the house at this time, and after seeing Lu Tong enter the house, one of them immediately stood up and asked, "Baiji, who died last night and this morning?"

Lu Baiji said: "Uncle Qianli, you guessed right, it was the people of Xuwu Pavilion who died last night, including Sun Jianhua and Chen Wuying, these two people often appear around Yan Liangjun. There is another person who doesn't know his identity, but he must be from Xuwu Pavilion. The three people who died this morning were ordinary people in Tianhe City, but it was found that one person was from the Western Wilderness, and it seems that all three of them should be from the Xingtian Palace, and it should be the revenge of the Xingtian Temple this morning. ”

"Chen Wuying, even the iron hand Chen Wuying is dead......"

Lu Qianli sat on the chair and muttered in his mouth.

Lu Qianli is the main leader of Lutong in Hanzhou, but Lu Qianxuan, the leader of Huazhou Lutong disappeared a few months ago, and at the same time, Lu Qianfang and Lu Baifu, the main roads of Tianhe Country, also disappeared, which is a major event in Lutong, and Lutong urgently transferred Lu Qianli and Lu Baiji, who were very successful in Hanzhou, to Tianhe Kingdom.

The events of this month made Lu Qianli frightened, the battle of Prayer Prison City, Lu Jiang's rebellion against Tianjiao soldiers, Shang Hongda's killing, and the appearance of ancient autumn rain in the Battle of Chunxiaolou, all of which Lu Tong didn't know. Moreover, now that Chen Wuying, who had been in contact with him, was dead, combined with the fact that martial artists from all over the world were coming to Tianhe City, he had no idea what to do next. Because he had no idea what was going on!

Lu Baiji lowered his head and didn't speak, and a young man behind him immediately gave up his seat, but Lu Baiji didn't sit down, still standing there quietly, and the atmosphere in the room began to change, and everyone looked at Lu Qianli in the middle with bated breath.

"How ridiculous! how ridiculous is this!!"