He Lingchuan said to himself, "The Treasure Tree King has also entered the game."

The King of the Treasure Tree has stood for 800 years and has not even changed the Demon Emperor twice, so it is still the same, and he must be well versed in the way of life.

He Lingchuan couldn't help but laugh. As soon as the old dryad made a move, the water in Bega became even more muddy.

"Although this old tree grows in its own territory, its weight is different from that of other demon kings." The Treasure Tree King is the oldest, most experienced and most appealing one of all the demon kings, and the demon emperor must respect it for three points, "If it is all involved, then this matter cannot be good."

"Oh, it's supper." Fushan Yue saw the guards coming over with things, "You really don't want to?"

"No need."

He Lingchuan walked back to his room and sighed quietly.

After holding Cen Boqing, the father and son of the Chiyan Kingdom Monarch can actually explain both internally and externally, after all, if you investigate further, it is the internal affairs of Lingxu City, which is beyond the scope of the ability of most demon countries.

But He Lingchuan was always thinking about his situation. He was too involved in this case, no matter whether Bai Ziqi wanted to investigate the death of Zhong Sun Mou or the elixir case, he couldn't get around him.

Even He Lingchuan himself can be regarded as a witness, because he has been deeply recruited with Zhongsun Mou and Cen Boqing.

So if Bai Ziqi wants to close this case, he may even bring He Lingchuan back to Lingxu City, which can be called a "collaborative investigation" in name.

Can he refuse?

In this case, if the father and son of the Chiyan State retreated, then Mai Xuewen's advice to He Lingchuan might come true, because the Chiyan Kingdom would most likely want to reclaim his title and power as an envoy.

What is worse than being in name and being nameless is that there is no real and no name.

Now He Lingchuan found out from Fushan Yue that the Chiyan Demon King was resolute, and there were other demon kings who were also involved, that was a reassuring pill.

The more forces involved in this matter, the less likely it is that it will be good.

As long as he straightens his position and talks about dialogue, the bigwigs on all sides are busy tearing up the fighting methods, so he doesn't bother to clean up his little shrimp.

The mirror in his arms suddenly said, "Hey, they are going to interrogate Cheng Yu tomorrow, I guess you are still in your heart, right?"

"yes, yes." He Lingchuan did not deny it, "I found that Bai Ziqi's interest in him was unusual."

Bai Ziqi has personally admitted that Cheng Yu may be helpful to him in his next case.

Before being transferred to Bai Shaqi by the Demon Emperor's urgent order, Bai Ziqi was originally working in the Twilight Plain, and Fu Shanyue thought that he had also quietly infiltrated the Chiyan border to find out some secrets, but He Lingchuan was already unsettled when he heard the words "Twilight Plain" from the mouth of this Duyun envoy.

But in the Twilight Plains, I saw the second scene of the illusion of the ruins of Thousand Star City, that is, the hidden illusion, which no one else had ever seen before. He Lingchuan could reasonably suspect that the reason for the appearance of the hidden illusion in this scene was probably due to the resonance of the Dafang Pot or the Floating Knife.

In any case, there is an intersection between the illusion and him, and it also involves the big square pot. And from the perspective of time, Bai Ziqi was sent to the Twilight Plains, most likely after the appearance of the hidden vision.

What if that's what he was looking for?

Thinking of this, He Lingchuan had a strong sense of crisis.

The Soul Mirror added, "As long as they interrogate Cheng Yu, they will know how he plotted against you, which is not good."

He Lingchuan was not angry: "Do you still need to remind me?"

The secret of Cheng Yu's murder in his dream is the nightmare of a hundred faces.

Bai Ziqi is just a little curious about him now, but once he knows that Cheng Yu's gold medal fighter is such a big guy-

A hundred-faced nightmare that even the monarch of the country can kill, but he can't deal with a small envoy of the prince of the Chiyan Kingdom, and even He Lingchuan doesn't have the power yet!

How could a seventeen-year-old boy do this?

What secret method or magic weapon does he have that can make the Nightmare of a Hundred Faces turn against Cheng Yu?

"If the opponent is a person like Bai Ziqi, even if he only has a little suspicion, it will be extremely disadvantageous to us."

There is a city, a scheming, and outstanding observation. The most terrible thing is that he has power. Powers bestowed by the gods.

The Soul Mirror immediately said, "There is still time, you can kill Cheng Yu before the trial starts tomorrow!"

"Kill Cheng Yu?"

"Yes, they have no one to judge, and your secret is kept." The mirror was smug that he had come up with this trick, "You can do it, right?"

He Lingchuan sighed: "At that time, there was still more than an hour before dawn, and neither he nor the crown prince was tired, why didn't he continue to interrogate Wu Kai?" Are you afraid that Wu Kai will be too tired, or are you afraid that we will be too tired?"

"That's?"

"Maybe he wants to go back to wash and change his clothes first, pay homage to the gods and offer incense, maybe he wants to eat the time-honored Hu Mazi beef big roast cake and kuay teow soup here, or maybe he wants to... That's the trap that tempted me!" He Lingchuan sank his face, "If I release the nightmare to clean up Cheng Yu now, maybe it will be in his arms. Who knows what kind of means Du Yun has to make it, don't kill Cheng Yu, but expose myself."

The Soul Mirror sighed, "Then what do you say? You can't sit back and watch Bai Ziqi interrogate Cheng Yu, right?"

He Lingchuan was about to speak, as if someone was rushing outside. Soon he heard Fushan Yue knocking on the door and yelling at him:

"He Xiao, come out, He Xiao!"

He Lingchuan pushed the door out, just in time to see Fu Shanyue's figure passing by, and dropped a sentence:

"Prisoner Wu Kai is ill and his life is in danger!" Wu Kai had an accident?

Lay on the grass! He Lingchuan's surprise was also solid. Tonight was not peaceful.

Fu Shanyue commanded the guards on the side: "Immediately inform the Bai Du envoy, go quickly!"

At the last two exits, he had already run to the entrance of the inn cellar and leaned over and jumped in.

Cen Boqing was only captured tonight, and Wu Kai was still in the cellar of the inn, and he didn't have time to transfer.

Although Cen Boqing has pleaded guilty, Wu Kai is still a very important witness, and there are many mysteries on his body, and Bai Ziqi and Fu Shanyue will be retried later.

Fushan Yue Wan didn't want to see him have an accident.

The two jumped off the cellar and saw that the guards were removing the shackles from Wu Kai. The latter, as if afraid of the cold, fell to the ground and shrank into a ball, shivering.

At first glance, his symptoms looked very similar to the spell attack in the evening, but in fact, his skin and flesh were shrinking inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially as soon as the tendon nerves contracted, his limbs became into strange shapes, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Wu Kai also had a little red spot on his skin, which looked a little like a peach heart. "It's not a curse, it could be poisonous!" Fu Shanyue took out a small bottle of potion from his arms after taking a look, and personally poured it into Wu Kai.

Wu Kai's pharyngeal muscles also struck, he was unable to swallow, and the medicine flowed down his esophagus.

Fushan Yue took it out at such a time, of course, it is a good medicine to save lives.

But Wu Kai immediately choked, but instead of coughing, he made a strange "heh" sound, like a mouse being trampled underfoot.

He began to vomit blood.

It was bright red, and there was a small piece of minced meat.

He Lingchuan's face changed immediately, and when he went to press his pulse, he felt chaotic, and his heart, liver, and lungs were all severely damaged.

From the onset of illness to the severity of the disease, how many seconds does it take?

Fu Shanyue yelled with a dark face: "Doctor, Liu Twelve, what about people! Where are they all dead?"

Liu Twelve is the spell master who cast a spell on Wu Kai in the afternoon.

His legs and feet were not as nimble as a warrior, and only then did he run down to the cellar.

He looked at Wu Kai's eyelids, tore open the placket of his shirt again, and pressed twice on his heart:

"It's not a spell, but there's something in his heart!" He Lingchuan also stretched out his hand to hold it, and Zhenli crossed over.

I don't know if I don't check, and I'm shocked when I check it. Wu Kai's heart is like a broken sack full of holes, and every time he beats, the damage becomes more intense.

Wu Kai suddenly stopped shaking and let out a long "hiccup", as if the last breath in his lungs had been squeezed out.

He was still curled up, his eyes wide as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

He Lingchuan pressed his neck, and then shook his head to Fu Shanyue: "Dead."

Fu Shanyue turned his head to look at the spell master, grabbed him by the collar, and his eyes were full of murder: "Does it have anything to do with you? Say!"

"No, no!"

"Isn't it evening, you ....." Fushan Yue was still sensible, and he didn't say anything about the secret.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with subordinates!" The sorcerer defended, "He died of a heart disease!"

"What disease is so bad that people disappear in the blink of an eye?" From the onset of illness to death, it is less than thirty breaths, thirty breaths!

It's really not giving people time to react.

At this time, the doctor who accompanied the team was late.

Fu Shanyue stared at him coldly: "You came here after eating supper, right?"

As soon as the doctor arrived, he wiped his sweat: "Your Highness is angry, and your subordinates are squatting, squatting... He was reincarnated in the back of the grain, and the guards came and knocked on the door.

It takes time to lift your pants.

Fu Shan knew that it would be useless to blame him at this time: "Find out to me how he died!"

"Ah, yes, yes!" The doctor hurriedly squatted down and made a cameo.

He didn't count the knocks on the dead man, and quickly took out his knife. Fushiyama immediately expressed concern: "What to do?"

"Prince, you have to cut it open to see the flaws inside." An autopsy is required, otherwise how can we find out the cause of death?

Fu Shanyue covered his head and felt heavy: "Bai Du Envoy hasn't come yet, can you dissect people casually?" Wait!"

...... So when Bai Ziqi arrived when he heard the news, he saw such a scene: Fu Shanyue and He Lingchuan were sitting on the side, and the doctor was kneeling beside the prisoner. The felony Wu Kai shrunk into a ball and died without blinking his eyes.

Bai Ziqi's heart sank, and he was not afraid of the dead man's eyes, so he stared at the cellar and strode over:

"What's going on!"

"Died violently." Fu Shan Yue said in a deep voice, "The doctor said that it was not a spell one by one" The doctor on the side: "......"

He didn't say that.

"It's not poisonous. What is the specific cause of death, I want to wait for Bai Du to make an autopsy."

Bai Ziqi's eyes did not leave Wu Kai's body for a moment, and then squatted down and turned it over a few times, and pressed the position of his heart.

"It may be the same fate Gu." "What's that?"

"An extremely vicious Gu worm. The most powerful of them is also called Peach Heart Gu, and it attacks extremely quickly, and there is no way to save it." Bai Ziqi pointed to the red spots on Wu Kai's body, "This peach spot is the proof."