When he followed Sikong Jing and Sikong Han to the hut, Bei Mingxiu's mood was heavy.

The bodies of Sikong Ming and the three of them were in the hut, not too far away.

The man surnamed Pei leaned against the door of the hut, his mouth wide open, helplessly looking at the rising sun, and he could still see from his godless pupils how frightened he was at that time.

Not far in front of him was another cultivator, his face was hideous, and he still held his sword tightly in his hand that had been unsheathed for half an inch, but unfortunately, the sword had not yet been completely unsheathed, and his master had already suffered misfortune.

Sikong Ming's body was behind him.

If the swordsman's body is restored to a standing position, it can be found that he is actually protecting Sikong Ming behind him.

He died, and Sikong Ming was not spared.

Sikong Ming's death is very peculiar.

He lay upright on the ground, like a prone statue, with a smile on his face.

I'm afraid that before death comes, he is still rejoicing in some of his discoveries.

The bodies of the three were still covered with a thin layer of frost, like a demonstration, and like a kind of announcement.

No matter how much you protect each other, you can't protect the lives of everyone in the Sikong family.

Northern Meditation Cultivator suddenly felt a little cold in his heart.

Ignoring Sikong Han's drinking, he stepped forward to investigate the bodies of the three people with heaven and humanity, and did not dare to let go of a detail.

At this time, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

If he hadn't gone looking for the beggar last night, but had followed Sikong Ming and the three of them to investigate together, would everything have been different?

As the heavens deepened, his heart became colder and colder.

The meridians of the three of them had not been traumatized in any way, but they had completely stiffened, as if they had been completely frozen.

The bodies of the three of them were already as hard as ice sculptures, and they could be shattered if they were moved slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no spiritual power left in the meridians, the Northern Darkness Cultivator would really suspect that there were other people who were cultivating the Northern Darkness Cold Qi.

If not, there are probably only three possibilities.

The first is that the murderer cultivated a cold qi technique similar to the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, silently attacked and killed the man surnamed Pei, and then killed Sikong Ming at once, created a swordsman, and then fled.

In the second type, the murderer trapped the three people with the Yizong Gong Method, and then directly killed the three people with the Water Attribute Fa Zong Gongfa.

The third is that the murderer used a secret weapon of pure poison to poison the three people one by one in silence.

But when he thought about it, the three possibilities he could think of were not realistic.

The strength of Sikong Ming and the three of them should not be underestimated, the other party wanted to quickly kill the three without alarming the nearby residents, the cultivation must be extremely high, at least to reach the peak of the seventh order, with that kind of cultivation, they can completely rush into the main village and directly kill Sikong Jing Sikong Han, they can't stop it at all.

It was impossible for the swordsman to have time to stand in front of Sikong Ming and try to draw his sword.

The first possibility is directly excluded.

He was quick to rule out the second as well.

His Heavenly Beings also didn't capture any residual Origin Spiritual Power.

If that person were to kill three people with a spell, it would not have left any traces of casting.

As for the third option, it may be possible, but there is no way to know for sure.

The three of them don't even have wounds on their bodies, no matter how strong the cold poison is, how can it invade their bodies?

A little cold sweat oozed from Bei Mingxiu's face.

Seeing that he looked like he was facing a great enemy, Sikong Han couldn't help but want to capture him back, and couldn't let him continue to do anything to the corpse of the third brother.

This second village master of Fengyun Village has long been on the verge of breaking out.

Sikong Jing hurriedly held down Sikong Han and shook his head with some difficulty.

Sikong Ming's death has made his whole person vicissitudes a lot, and now Sikong Jing looks like a frail ordinary middle-aged man.

But he is also the owner of Fengyun Village.

Sikong Han gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't make a move.

The eldest brother believes in him, and he can only believe in him.

Soon, Bei Mingxiu's eyes lit up and he suddenly raised his head.

Sikong Jing hurriedly asked, "What did you find?"

Bei Mingxiu pointed to Sikong Ming's corpse and said, "There is a small hole in the eyebrows of the three village masters. ”

He pointed to the swordsman next to him and said, "He's in the throat." ”

Next, he pointed to the man surnamed Pei: "His is in the heart." ”

The small hole in Sikong Ming's eyebrows was discovered by accident just now, and he used this as a breakthrough point to find the same small hole in the other two.

It's just that...... No matter how he probed with Heavenly Humanity, there were no traces of toxins or spiritual power in these three extremely small holes.

It was as if it were just an ordinary wound punctured by a thin needle.

Sikong Jing stepped forward to check and said bitterly: "Third brother, they ...... Was he killed by a hidden weapon?"

Bei Mingxiu frowned and said: "It's not clear yet, there are no traces left in the small hole at all, and now I can only be sure that it was this small hole that killed the three village masters." "The starting point

Before the words fell, Sikong Han had already lifted him up and shook him desperately: "Who killed my third brother, you say!"

Sikong Jing shouted angrily: "Second brother!"

Bei Ming Xiu only felt dizzy for a while, and said, "The other party didn't leave any traces, I really don't know." ”

Sikong Han screamed and was about to smash him down.

"Second brother, stop!"

Sikong Jing gritted his teeth and slapped Sikong Han's chest with one palm, Sikong Han's strength suddenly lost, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator also landed.

Sikong Han only felt a weakness all over his body, but he finally regained some senses, and under Sikong Jing's eyes, he immediately apologized to the Northern Cultivator.

"The two owners don't have to mind. Bei Mingxiu glanced at Sikong Han, who was full of resentment, and sighed in his heart.

If Bei Mingshuo dies, he may not be able to keep his calm.

But he really couldn't think of what kind of person it was, since he could quietly wipe out the three of them with a thin needle-type hidden weapon.

Knowing the methods used by the other party, he can also roughly deduce the situation at that time.

Sikong Ming explores inside the hut.

Swordsmen were guarding his side.

A man surnamed Pei stood guard at the door.

Sikong Ming should have found something, and smiled.

But at this moment, a thin needle flew outside the door, directly piercing Sikong Ming's eyebrows.

The swordsman's reaction was quick, but it was still worse than the person who had sent the hidden weapon, and the sword was just about to be unsheathed when a second thin needle pierced his throat.

His last roar was also directly blocked by this needle.

It wasn't until Sikong Ming and the swordsman both fell to the ground that the man surnamed Pei finally realized that something was wrong.

But the man had already pierced him through the heart, and then he put away the needle and walked away.

To be able to do this, the other party must be a master.

Or, he carries a mechanism like Lu Linxi's pear blossom rain.

Bei Mingxiu was silent for a while, and then said, "I can only ask others." ”

......

If you want to ask the cultivators in the main village, who has the most experience, there must be only two candidates.

Si Xiang and Xu Jinsong.

The people they knew on the rivers and lakes were definitely more than the ten Northern Meditation Cultivators combined.

It was the two of them who asked for help.

Si Xiang's eyes swept over the corpses of Sikong Ming and the three people on the ground, and his eyes were cold: "It's him again?"

Xu Jinsong scratched his head a little helplessly, and said, "This death is too miserable." ”

Sikong Han almost smashed Xu Jinsong into the ground with a fist.

Sikong Jing smiled bitterly: "Two, can you recognize who did it?"

Si Xiang leaned over to look at the small hole in Sikong Ming's eyebrows, got up after a moment, and shook his head slightly.

Xu Jinsong's face showed impatience, and he muttered: "Except for those night wandering ghosts who specialize in assassinating the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain, I really don't know who else has done this." ”

He paused and continued, "At least there are no people in Fengyun Village now. ”

Sikong Jing frowned and said, "Is there really no clue?"

Xu Jinsong waved his hand and said: "No one witnessed it, and there was no trace left at the scene, the other party is really a veteran, it seems that he wants you to die." ”

The implication is that he can't judge the identity of the murderer.

Bei Mingxiu pondered: "The other party's concealment skills must not be low, it seems that the people who protect the two village masters also have to be rearranged. ”

Sikong Han slammed his fist against the wall, threatening to collapse the entire hut.

"Lao Tzu doesn't need any protection, Lao Tzu just wants to wait for the grandson to come and avenge the third brother!"

At this moment, the burly man choked up, holding back the tears.

He pushed away the two cultivators who were supposed to be guarding him at the door and walked away.

Sikong Jing shouted, "Second brother!"

Sikong Han fell on deaf ears.

Sikong Jing glanced apologetically at the two cultivators and chased after them.

The four cultivators who were waiting to protect Sikong Han and Sikong Jing during the day hurriedly followed.

In the hut, only the three of them were left in the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

The three of them were speechless, and in the end, Xu Jinsong took the lead in opening the conversation.

"I heard from you earlier that the cow's nose of herring roe is also here, or let that guy calculate, it's better than us staring here. ”