Li Yun'a, who returned to the Li Mansion, looked at the table full of delicacies and had no appetite at all. These delicacies taste the same as chewing wax in Li Yuna's mouth, and it is difficult to swallow.

There was a strange shadow in her heart, and that person suddenly appeared in front of her, and then left without saying a word.

Lee Yoon-a is very worried about that person's current situation, she doesn't like to owe favors to others, and she still has questions to ask that person, why should she save herself if she is not related to him. This problem is like a bone stuck in the throat, and it is extremely uncomfortable to not get up or down!

After eating a little, she sighed lightly, and Li Yun'er called someone to ask her to clean up the food on the table, and then lay on the bed in distraught.

And the scene of the maid withdrawing the food made Han Bing, who happened to be passing by, see it, he pulled a maid who had just come out of Li Yun'er's room and asked Li Yun'er about her condition softly, and was relieved after hearing that the young lady was fine but had no appetite.

It's okay if it's not a big deal, in Han Bing's opinion, it's normal to have a poor appetite, Li Yun'er is still a girl after all, a girl was kidnapped, so if it doesn't work, let the family come back and eat and drink, just like a nobody, how big does it have to be to do it!

Thinking of harming the young lady into such a person, Han Bing wanted to pull out the person and unload eight pieces, but if he didn't do it, it would not be enjoyable, and he would borrow the torture room there to make that person regret living!

Of course, this is all later, and the most important thing now is to stabilize the Li Mansion that has just experienced a heavy blow, otherwise there will be some Xiaoxiao who will take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Han Bing immediately turned around and left after instructing the maid to take care of the young lady.

In a deep mountain cave in the distance of Wuling County, a group of black-robed people were kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, as if they were enduring great pain.

Not far away, I saw a man wearing two gold threads tattooed on his sleeves and gradually walking towards them with a whip in his hand.

The black-robed man kneeling in place didn't dare to move, but the man's intimidation always had a big shadow in their hearts, and finally someone let out a desperate wail under the man's constant approach.

Then he quickly stood up, threw several throwing knives at the man, and then tried to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Reality is often the opposite of fantasy, the scene of the man's fantasy did not happen, and the throwing knives did fly towards the man with unmistakable accuracy.

But it didn't cause any confusion, only to see the short whip in the man's hand, and several flying knives were smashed into pieces in the air.

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the black-robed man turned around and was about to flee, only to see the man take out something from his arms and shoot it towards the black-robed man who fled.

The next moment, the black-robed man's head shattered like a watermelon, and the man who had done all this was like killing a small worm, without a trace of waves.

The man walked up to a black-robed man and touched his head, and the next moment the black-robed man bowed up like a well-trained dog, and said flatteringly, "Sit, sit!"

The man glanced at the black-robed man lying on the ground, to be precise, he was staring at the black-robed man's buttocks, and swallowed a mouthful, feeling a little dry.

But he remembered something, and the passion that had just ignited in his eyes was instantly suppressed by him, and the next moment he saw the man sitting on the back of the black-robed man very skillfully.

Looking down at the other black-robed people kneeling on the ground, he said coldly, "Can anyone give me a reasonable explanation, why? Why didn't you bring people back to me?" As he spoke, the short whip in his hand swept the head of the black-robed man closest to him directly.

Looking at the heads of his companions rolling on the ground, the kneeling black-robed man panicked, and they knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, begging this man, begging him to let him go!

A few of them glanced at the black-robed man beneath the man.

The next moment, I saw the black-robed man lying on the ground pinching his throat and said, "Deacon, it's not that we are doing things badly, it's just that something went wrong in the middle." ”

Hearing the black-robed man under him speak, the man's eyebrows twitched, his expression was very enjoyable, and he touched the head of the black-robed man under him and said, "Little baby, come on, come on, tell Deacon Ben what happened?"

Seeing this, the other black-robed people breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and they all threw grateful glances at the black-robed man who had saved their lives.

After hearing the deacon's inquiry, the black-robed man under the man pinched his voice and said, "Deacon, you don't know, we have already succeeded at that time, but we just ran into a man in black not long after we turned out of the Li family's compound, and before we could speak, the man took the lead, and before we could make any resistance, a few stones were treated by that person, and at that time, we were like being evil, and we couldn't move, so we could only watch that person take Miss Li away! My lord, I don't have any lies, these brothers can testify for me!"

Hearing the question from the black-robed man, the black-robed man was afraid that he would be slow to answer, and nodded like chickens.

Listening to the words of the black-robed man, the deacon's brows furrowed tightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "I didn't expect that organization to send people here! It's really difficult! It seems that this task is not easy to complete, and the water in this Wuling is not ordinarily deep!"

The deacon, who had some headaches, waved his hand and motioned for the other black-robed people to stand down, and sat alone on the black-robed man and thought about it.

But this time of thinking was limited to those people still staying in the cave, and when all the black-robed people walked out of the cave, the deacon gently patted the buttocks of the black-robed man under him, licked his lips that were a little dry, and the next moment he picked up the black-robed man and walked deeper into the cave, and after a while, a very terrible scream came from the cave. And after this scream, there was no follow-up.

In a manor in Wuling County, an old man who was practicing swords was overjoyed when he saw the flying pigeon flying, and quickly opened the letter and read it carefully.

After the old man finished reading, his face became very ugly, and he picked up the sword scabbard with gold wire and jade inlay on the side, and walked out with a murderous face.

After walking around the manor for a while, he came to a side room, hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door abruptly, and strode in.

After seeing the old man walk in, several people sitting around hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Meet the master of the house!"

The old man walked to the main seat and sat down without looking back, then waved his hand and said with a full sense of anger, "Colleagues, please take a seat." After receiving the old man's permission, several people sat down one after another.

Time passed bit by bit, and no one spoke in the middle, and the old man sitting on the main seat did not look at the mouth, and everyone's eyes were very unanimous on the corpse covered with a white cloth in the center of the wing.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, the old man snorted coldly and said, "What do you think about this matter?"

There are a few people, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say for a while, but after being silent for a while, another of them got up and walked to the corpse, and arched his hand and said, "I have something to say, the head of the house!"

The old man looked at the person in front of him, waved his big hand and said casually, "You can talk about it!"

When the man heard the old man's promise, he lifted the snow-white cloth, and a young man with a pale face appeared in front of everyone. While everyone was still wondering what the man's intentions were, the next moment the man went to untie the clothes of the dead man.

The person sitting in the position couldn't calm down for a long time, and finally someone stood up and pointed at the person who was undressing and scolded, "You are still not human, people are already dead, and they don't let the family stop, I don't know if the dead are big!"

The man glanced at the man, and the man snorted softly, "Get out!" The man in the seat obviously felt a little embarrassed, and pushed away the chair to teach this person who didn't know how to be polite and teach him a lesson.

But before he could do the next thing, the old man sitting on the throne coughed lightly and motioned for him to sit down. The man flicked his sleeves angrily and sat back helplessly.

The old man didn't know what that person meant just now, but how to say that he was also a person who had lived for many years, and there was still some generosity.

Looking at the man who was fiddling with the corpse, the old man couldn't help but ask softly, "Boy, what's your name." ”

When the man heard the old man asking himself, the man hurriedly got up, clasped his fists and arched his hand, "Shudi Liujiang to meet the head of the family! May the head of the family live and be blessed with the sky!"

Although he knew that this was a pat on his ass, the old man was still very relieved to take it, after all, at his age, who doesn't want to live a little longer.

Flicking the tiger's whiskers, the old man looked at Liu Jiang in front of him and said, "Do you see anything?"

Liu Jiang nodded lightly, then found the white cloth and covered the body and said, "Family master, as we can see, Nephew Liu's death was not killed by a sharp weapon, but with his true qi that shattered Nephew Liu's heart, try to ask who in this Wuling County can do this, besides, that day Nephew Liu went to pick up the girl of the Li family, how many people can kill Nephew Liu and have something to do with the Li family?"

Listening to Liu Jiang's narration, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, turned his head to look at a fat man of some age who was sitting in the corner, and said, "Liu Lin, tell me about Han Bing's movements that night!" The old man also had some clues in his heart after hearing Liu Jiang's explanation, but he also needed some evidence to prove whether his thoughts were correct.

Liu Lin, who was suddenly named like a fat pig, walked up to the old man with his big belly, and after a bow, he was a little out of breath and said, "Grandpa, yesterday Han Bing was severely injured in the fight with the master of the studio, and he was in a coma for a long time, and he didn't staggered back to the Li Mansion until this morning, he has no ability and time to kill Liu's nephew!"

Hearing the news of his grandson, the old man's brows were wrinkled together, he thought that Han Bing was the only one who agreed to all the requirements just now, but he didn't expect that the only one who met did not have any hands-on time.

The old man, who was still a little uneasy, asked again: "Are you sure that Han Bing never left again?!"

Hearing his grandfather's questioning, Liu Lin fell to his knees and sobbed, "Grandpa, you must believe your grandson, your grandson didn't lie to you, my brother has been staring, if you don't believe it, you can summon him and ask him clearly." ”

Hearing his grandson's words of affirmation, the old man's suspicion of Han Bing was half dispelled, but another question came again, if it wasn't Han Bing, then who saved Miss Li, and there was such a strong martial arts.

The old man suddenly felt a little tired, he raised his hand slightly to let everyone in the room go, and then sat alone on the main seat, staring closely at the cold corpse and muttering, "It's messy, this Wuling County is going to be messy!!"