Xia Xuan didn't know how strong Wudang was to catch the king of the flying gate.

But Xia Wushu knew.

The king of the flying gate, who was already a near-perfect fifth-rank grandmaster before his retreat, was in retreat in order to meditate and cultivate, in order to find an opportunity to break through to the sixth-grade.

The realm of the six products is the state of mind of heaven.

The so-called heavenly state of mind is to be able to feel the heart of heaven, although the longevity remains the same, but no matter the strength and speed will be greatly enhanced, the original move will have stronger power, and even can show a substantial qi shape in the air, which is beyond the cognitive scope of ordinary martial artists.

In addition, the king is very cautious and subtle.

But any case that he has dealt with, no matter how treacherous and dangerous it is, can be solved.

This no-dang flying gate leader is like a fierce cheetah that knows how to restrain his breath, and as an ally, it is extremely reliable.

But he died in the secret room?

Xia Wushu only looked at the head catcher in front of him wearing a purple flying fish suit, and knew that he was not lying, so he maintained an unflustered look, and said coldly in a voice that made people unable to guess their thoughts: "Take me there." ”

After that, she looked at Xia Xuan with a cold pretty face, "Don't take more than seven steps away from me." ”

...

...

After a while, everyone came to the secret room where the king was retreating.

This secret room is not in the Wudang Flying Gate, but in a mansion belonging to the Wudang Flying Gate, which is guarded inside and outside.

But at the time of the incident, he didn't feel the movement, but when he was delivering food last night, he felt a strange smell of corpses wafting from the crack in the door of the secret room, so he went to catch the head.

Then, the headhunters immediately took action, and this morning they worked together to open the door of the secret room from the outside, and only then did they see the scalp-tinging scene in the secret room.

Xia Xuan was completely standing beside the first god catcher like soy sauce, and in his eyes, the headless corpse not far away was sitting behind a purple-red table, as if the deceased didn't expect that he would die at all, so he was still writing what he felt before he died, to help him think about a breakthrough.

The scene was sealed off very well, and many catchers saw Xia Wushu coming, so they gave it up, and then continued to maintain the scene to prevent anyone from sabotaging it.

And the head catcher who led the way led the two into the blockade circle.

Xia Wushu raised her hand and motioned for everyone to stop, and then she walked towards the headless corpse alone.

I have to say that the tigress's nose is very smart, just sniff it, and smell the smell of poison, and it still seems to be a very complex mixture of toxins, not a single ...

She didn't waste her true qi to resist, but directly threw an antidote pill into her mouth and continued to walk forward.

As she walked, everything around her seemed to come to life and began to speak to her.

Xia Wushu walked very slowly, and her mind was reconstructing what had happened at the scene.

Five steps later, she was behind the headless corpse.

From the big scar on the neck, you can still see blood vessels and flesh and bones.

She was investigating the case, and Xia Xuan was carrying a Mo knife on her back and standing on the edge of the blockade area, which could be regarded as isolated from everyone.

He was a little hesitant in his heart, even the king of arrest was dead, would Sister Xiaoqing also be in danger?

Should he reveal his identity as a Demon Dao Saint Master and ask some "old friends" to help him take a look?

But these "old friends" are all the bosses of the human spirit series in the Demon Gate, and I am afraid that from such a request, I can quickly find out my true identity, and when the time comes, my life will be completely ruined, and my family will be gone.

He sniffed his nose and smelled the smell of poison, which was a combination of at least three colorless and odorless poisons, and the treacherous nature of this combination exuded a proper demonic aura.

And he also understands the rules of the Demon Gate,

Normally, no Demon Sect disciple would be so arrogant as to stand in the sun and shout, "My Demon Sect is invincible in the world."

All the people of the Demon Gate are ghosts hidden in the dark, not fools who mock others every day, and it is normal to be poisoned.

Xia Xuan stood for most of the hour, it was extremely boring, not far away Xia Wudi was still thinking seriously, her eyes kept turning, and even carefully flipped over the things written on the table of the king catcher.

She turned the pages one by one, and when she turned to the end, she suddenly stared at her apricot eyes and frowned.

But she didn't say anything, and it was a fool for the investigators to publish their analysis directly before the truth was revealed.

...

And this time, she had to say it.

Because, not far away, there was a sudden shout in a duck-like voice, "The emperor has arrived~~"

The monarch of Shu was wrapped in a nine-clawed golden dragon robe, and his steps were hurried, obviously coming as soon as he retreated.

He was followed by a man who resembled him in some way, this was the Prince;

On the left side is a mediocre-looking thin old eunuch, who is the king's old eunuch;

On the right is a mighty man in black armor with a short beard, who is the ruler who protects the king's travels;

and a black-robed man on the right, this is Ting Wei, who is the administrator of the National Prison and the highest direct boss of Wudang Feimen.

As the five of them walked in, dense footsteps sounded outside the mansion at the same time, accompanied by the sound of iron armor scales colliding, and it was obvious that a guard in the national capital had already guarded the place.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and solemn.

The crowd of people who flew into the gate quickly turned around, bowed down to the already old monarch, and shouted, "I've seen the emperor!"

Xia Xuan also shouted with everyone.

The monarch's eyes fell on him very strangely, he still had an impression of this young son of the Xia Kingdom, how did he put on embroidered clothes?

But after thinking about it, he knew that he was afraid that Xia Wushu had the intention to train his younger brother, so his eyes were just a flicker, and he skimmed over.

On the contrary, the crown prince behind him stared at Xia Xuan with a little playful eyes and a little vague coldness.

Xia Xuan was a little stunned in his heart, and after thinking about it, didn't he go to visit Mrs. Hua Rui late that night, and the prince knew about it?

Needless to say, it must have been said deliberately by Bai Yueying...

Xia Xuan can imagine what she looks like:

The white moon shadow must have put her hands on her long legs, looking up at the bright moon at night,

Her red lips opened slightly, and she gasped for hot air, muttering the words she had written to her,

The beautiful eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of obsession and yearning, and the cold and holy face was full of smiles and longing for another man.

And this scene will definitely be inadvertently seen by the prince, and the prince will definitely ask, Bai Yueying's innocence on the surface, she will naturally pretend not to know the darkness inside,

Then, she couldn't help but praise her talent, and then use just the right wording to make the prince feel a touch of green in this season of withering.

And then... Nothing came out.

The people of the Demon Gate are so sassy.

Stir up right and wrong, just play it.

As he was heading, the sound of conversation could already be heard in the distance.

The monarch directly crossed many strata and asked, "What did you find out about the death of the king?"

Xia Wushu wanted to hide, but at this time, the monarch asked directly, and she had to answer.

The King of Hunters apparently sensed that his time was approaching, and quietly left a clue on the wooden table beneath the book. ”

She lifted her pressed hand, revealing a blood-red "ten".