The scimitar had not yet returned to its sheath, and there was no weapon, so Yan Qing had no choice but to condense the ice net again, block the sharp blade, and the two huge forces struck each other, and sparks burst out.

This time, the internal force was too urgent, Yan Qing felt that his stomach was on fire, and there was a hint of backlash, and then he was pressed by the Pu knife, and the corners of his mouth actually oozed blood.

The tall and slender man narrowed his eyes, full of obscene appearance, and he smiled: "Stinky girl, you have suffered internal injuries, I advise you not to resist stubbornly, otherwise my brother will let you die an ugly death." ”

"Phew!" Yan Qing's eyes shot at him with a cold look, and with a low shout, he poured all the internal force into the lower plate, and the force in his hand was withdrawn, and the blade was unstoppable, and he was about to cut off half of her head!

"Xiaoqing!" Seventeen, who had just slapped a monk's head, saw this scene, and his heart rose to his throat, but he saw Yanqing's soft waist and slipped out on his knees!

Pu Dao was too forced, and suddenly nailed into the soil, raising muddy water and pasting the thin and tall face.

With a vertical leap, he took off the scimitar that had pierced the trunk of the tree and stabbed him head-on in the back of the tall and thin man!

The guy's back seemed to have eyes, he abandoned the knife, and he turned out on his heels, and Yan Qing missed a blow, and was about to strike again, but he saw the thin and tall man throwing something at her.

Yan Qing's vision was blocked, and she hurriedly withdrew her strength and retreated, and there was a sharp blade in her ears that attacked her!

She dodged, but one hand was already around her neck!

Seventeen wanted to go up and help, but these monks were like dog skin plasters, they couldn't shake them off, and after a while, there were a few more bloody wounds on their bodies.

Chai Yongming could only be anxious on the side, silently thinking in his heart that Zhao Chuyun would come quickly, Xiaoqing would not be able to stand it.

The bracelet on his wrist was violently removed, and his bones hurt when he scraped it, and the strength of the hand on his neck was not polite at all, and his face was red when he was pinched.

This time, there was no second book of life and death to name her.

Seventeen is still trapped in that group of monks, and I don't know if I can get out, but this old thief is not dead, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape! Yan Qing was unwilling to die like this, she let out a low cry from her throat, and her left hand climbed up to his arm.

The thin and tall man looked at her desperately struggling, and sneered disdainfully: "Brother is in a good mood today, I will reward you with a good time." ”

After finishing speaking, suddenly, there was a piercing pain in the place where she was holding, and seeing the cold ice spreading along his arm, he was tall and thin, and he was shocked, what kind of evil art is this!

He hurriedly let go of his hand and used his strength to block the icy qi, but unexpectedly, Yan Qing, who had escaped, stabbed him into his left chest with a scimitar at a lightning speed!

"Die!" Yan Qing struggled to spin the scimitar, and hot blood splattered on her face, and the smell of blood spread......

The monk who besieged Seventeen saw that the leader was killed, and wanted to flee, but when he saw the silver bracelet in the hand of the thin and tall man, one of them shouted: "She is already at the end of the crossbow, and she will go with me to grab the fan bone jade!" ”

The monks obeyed the order and attacked it in groups, but Yan Qing was eaten by the cold, his throat was fishy, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and he was no longer able to resist, so he raised his head and fell down.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, just enough to wash away the blood stains on her face.

"Xiaoqing!"

Suddenly, someone called her, and there were screams of pain in her ears, and she vaguely saw that the monks had gone down one by one, and a figure appeared in front of her and helped her up.

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and said with difficulty: "Second brother, why are you here?" ”

"It's a long story," Lin Chen's eyes were full of distress, and he asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Seventeen ran over covered in injuries, looking at Yan Qing's bloodless face, and was so anxious that he burst into tears.

Yan Qing felt that her wrist was being held, it should be someone who was checking her pulse, she looked sideways, it was a middle-aged man wearing a black gold cloud purple brocade robe, wearing a golden crown, either rich or expensive.

Lin Chen called, "Master, how is my sister?" ”

The man's eyebrows tightened, and he said, "This pulse is really strange, it looks like it was hurt by the cold, but the cold seems to be repairing it for her.......

He reached out and clicked a few big points on Yan Qing's body, and Yan Qing slowly lost consciousness.

The man asked, "Xiao Chen, your sister's physique is unusual, is she practicing any strange exercises?" ”

Qimen Gongfa? Lin Chen shook his head, he didn't know that he hadn't seen Yan Qing for many years, and goodbye was an enemy relationship....

He turned his head to look at Seventeen, who also shook his head and only asked, "Uncle, is Xiaoqing okay?" ”

"The situation is a bit complicated, and we will have to know after specific diagnosis and treatment," the man waved his hand and said, "But don't worry, let's leave first." ”

When Zhao Chuyun arrived at Haituo Mountain, only corpses were left on the ground, and the blood had merged into countless trickles with the rain, flowing infinitely, which was very shocking.

Fortunately, there was no clear words in the corpse, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, carefully examined the traces of the scene, and looked at the yellow talismans that fell all over the ground, as well as the costumes of these people, it should be some little-known loose cultivation.

Since he is a monk, there is a high probability that he is still here for the fan bone jade, so there will be two situations, either the monk kills people and oversells the goods, or Xiaoqing rescues the person.

Looking at the situation here, it should be the latter, but where did they go? Zhao Chuyun frowned, lifted his steps and flew down the mountain.

City God's Temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

A group of demons swept out of the temple, and in the midst of it there were small complaints to be heard.

"Tell me, why did this prince's daughter-in-law lose it again?"

"But didn't I say it, it wasn't our errand today, and I was called back bitterly."

"Don't talk about it, go and find someone, if you delay the hour, you will have to offend us then."

.......

In the temple, Lord Chenghuang broke out in a cold sweat, and embarrassedly made a gesture towards Zhao Chuyun, and said: "My lord's guilt, they are all some uninformed goods, I hope my lord will not be like them." ”

The group of little cubs outside don't know how to go farther, who is this Zhao Chuyun, who can hear the bite of the ear ten miles away, not to mention them, one is bigger than the other!

Zhao Chuyun didn't mind, originally he asked them to work overtime, and it was normal to have some complaints, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I received some East China Sea lacquer beads a few days ago, and when the time comes, send someone to send them and distribute them." ”

Tokai lacquer beads! It was a weapon to enhance the immortal law, and Lord Chenghuang was flattered, and thanked him vigorously, and positioned Zhao Chuyun as a good official who was sympathetic to the people's feelings.

Zhao Chuyun nodded, got up to leave, and went back to the Chai family's house.

Gu Nan and Fan Wusu were already waiting for him inside.

It was past the third watch, and it was surprisingly quiet outside, and there was no strange sound.

"How's it going, what's the catch?"

Gu Nan sighed and said, "Don't mention it, look for a needle in a haystack!" I found a Miao Jiang girl, and her body and face are all first-class! ”

He ran around for a day, and the inquiry was fruitless, but the Miao Jiang people found a lot, but most of them were the masters who were begging for a living in the capital, and they had nothing to do with this matter at all.

Zhao Chuyun was speechless, which was also expected, he waved his hand to conjure up a picture scroll, handed it to Gu Nan, and said, "This is the portrait of the Great Elder of the Extreme Wind Pavilion, you send someone to Miao Jiang to check it." ”

"But have you ever seen anyone who looks like you when you're searching?"

Gu Nan was stunned for a moment, took the portrait, and muttered while spreading it out: "When did the adult get the portrait, wouldn't it be a lot easier to take it out earlier." ”

Zhao Chuyun's eyes lit up, and he said coldly: "There is too much nonsense." ”

In the portrait is a middle-aged man with a long beard, with broad ears, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a large mole at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Nan stopped talking, stared at the portrait for a long time, then shook his head, and said: "My lord, this Hui Bigang's appearance is really too distinctive, if you have seen it, your subordinates must have an impression." ”

It seems that the possibility of imitating murder is even greater, Zhao Chuyun nodded, and said, "It's okay, Dali Temple has sent someone to investigate, and you can rest tomorrow." ”

Dali Temple...... Gu Nan suddenly remembered that his master was familiar with the third prince, and he was not surprised at the moment, he pointed to the blue and black under the corner of his eyes, and said, "Thank God, I can take a breath." ”

Fan Wusu glanced at him and scolded speechlessly: "Breath." ”

Gu Nan pursed his lips and replied, "It's not as good as you!" ”

I really don't blame him, since he came back from the ogre case, he has not been able to take a good rest, and after so many days of continuous rotation, these earth immortals are not comparable to the immortals in the Nine Heavens, and their daily routines follow human beings, so even immortals will be tired!

Zhao Chuyun smiled, then looked at Fan Wuxu and asked, "What about you?" ”

Fan Wusu handed him the envelope in his sleeve and said, "My subordinates have made some discoveries, this is the autopsy item, and I ask the adults to take a look." ”

Zhao Chuyun took it, opened the letter and looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Their death method is the same as Chai Yongming?" ”

Fan Wusu nodded and said: "The first deceased's name is Lin Chongjiu, male, thirty-nine years old, who was found hanging himself at home a month ago, and the doors and windows of the crime scene were closed, and the local yamen judged it to be a suicide. ”

"The real cause of his death is still that after being controlled by the dragon Gu, he was suspended from the beams of the house, and was faked as a suicide death."

Gu Nan's eyebrows jumped, and he said, "It's really the same person." ”

"The second deceased, named Deng Ting, male, about 40 years old, was found at the mouth of Liuxiang in Nancheng half a month ago, and died by cutting his throat, and at that time, two teams of patrol officers and soldiers walked through the streets and streets, and no second person was found to be the perpetrator, and the local yamen also judged it to be a suicide."

Fan Wusu waved his hand to conjure up a glass vial and said, "I still found the Dragon Gu on Deng Ting's corpse. ”

"So, this is a serial murder case!" Gu Nan said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a strange movement in the soul nourishing bottle hanging on his waist, Gu Nan patted his head, and almost forgot about it!

He pulled the cork from the bottle, and saw a delicate-looking little female ghost come out.

When the little female ghost saw Zhao Chuyun, her eyes immediately lit up, and she hesitated whether to pounce.

Zhao Chuyun took a step back very alertly and asked, "Who is this girl?" ”

Seeing that people didn't think of themselves at all, they saw that the little female ghost turned from a happy expression to a lost one.