A group of people immediately went to the dungeon, only to see that the fire at the entrance of the dungeon was no longer so fierce, but those cells were still burning violently, and those flames were like a hungry beast, constantly devouring everything in front of them, and in these flames, there were inevitably screams of people.

Some of the figures fled in the flames, shouting for help, but they were imprisoned by the bars of the cell, and eventually they all disappeared into the flames. Some of them were lucky enough to escape, only to see that they were still stained with flames, and they were screaming in pain and rolling on the ground.

"Water Spirit Talisman!" Bai Junqian and Lingxi immediately cast this spell, and instantly fell into mid-air with a trace of cold water, extinguishing the blazing flames and giving those struggling prisoners hope of survival.

It's just that the flames on their bodies have been extinguished by the water, but the flames have left traces that they can't bear to look at directly, and the flesh and blood are blurred, and there are pus and blood flowing on them.

Bai Junqian looked at the cell where the fox was being held, but saw that the flames had already invaded the entire cell, and it seemed that it was too late.

"I went to check to see if she was okay a while ago, how could this be the case. Did someone do this on purpose?" Nanfeng paused, his reasoning tone was plain and compact, but the paradoxical content dragged his thoughts into the abyss, and his words covered people's ears, as if bewitching: "Who else in the Yin family would hurt the Sorrowful Fox now? And can he hide people's ears and create such a big abnormal chaos? It seems that this person seems to be hiding it really well." ”

"The Fox Girl is also dead...... Lingxi's voice was a little weak, she stood clearly in the sun, but as if she was in another day composed of intense fear in this bright day, her trembling voice was only a faint refraction of this fear.

Bai Jun took Lingxi's hand and reassured him, while he also frowned and thought carefully.

When the flames completely ceased, leaving only a trace of black smoke drifting into the air, darkening the sky, the palace of the Yin family became more and more magnificent in the gradually unfolding night, and everyone gathered here again to discuss what had happened today—

"What do you think about what happened suddenly?" Nanfeng sat crooked on the rosewood chair, and a sneer came from behind the mask, "The body of the melancholy fox can't tell if it's her anymore." ”

Yin Sheng's face was heavy, and then he showed an eager attitude that did not wait for me, and said sadly for the Sorrowful Fox: "The Sorrowful Fox is my disciple, and now he has died tragically like this, and as a master, I am also overwhelmed with grief. As she was at a young age, she showed her talent......" Before she finished speaking, her tears fell, and she didn't wipe them away, so she couldn't cry.

When everyone saw her like this, they were more or less shaken and whispered underneath.

Na Yinsheng also stopped crying at this time, and said with a straight face in front of everyone: "Please don't implicate me in this matter." There was a slight resentment in her tone, as if she was a little aggrieved after hearing the people below talk about her as the murderer.

Nanfeng played with the wine glass in his hand, and after he looked at Yin Sheng, he said slowly, "It seems that Lord Yin also knows that the current suspect is you." It's just that you say it's none of your business, and you always have to give us an explanation?"

"I've been staying in my house, and the maids can testify. Yin Qin said succinctly: "The sorrowful fox has committed a great crime, and he will be executed after today, this is an internal matter of our Yin family, and please don't get involved anymore......"

"We really don't have to worry about it. Nanfeng interrupted her words and spat out a series of words in a playful manner: "Kill people and kill people, be a thief with a weak heart?" I heard that the reason for this fire was because the guards of the underground palace inadvertently knocked over the oil lamp, but the source of the fire was the cell of the Sorrowful Fox, and all the so-called guards were buried in this flame, is this really the truth? Or did someone deliberately use this method to conceal the truth?"

Yin Sheng was neither humble nor arrogant, and used calm and calm words to bring the atmosphere back on track: "Lord Priest, everything must be evidenced. ”

Nanfeng stretched out his hand to support the mask, crossed his ten fingers gracefully, exposed his lower face and propped it on the table, and said, "Everyone is dead, where is the evidence?" But then he changed his tone of discerning, and pretended to be reserved: "However, I will still find out, Lord Yin doesn't do bad things, and he is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, right?" The black-clothed soldiers I brought also lost half of this incident, and I also want to find out the truth for them, right?"

Yin Qin bowed, but there was a kind of impeccable pride on his face, and finally smiled: "Then I will wait for the good news of the priest." ”

The two greeted each other with a smile, smiling or smiling, but the taste did change, becoming as sharp as a sword, but the water was deep and quiet, and they saw the beginning and the end, only in a blend of eyes to see the root of the roots, and then swept away, like the bright moonlight outside the hall was blocked by clouds, the wind surged, and they each sneered.

"Even the people brought by the south wind died in this incident, and it seems that the people who set the fire this time are really not small. Chang Yuechen said with his hand on his chin, his gaze fixed on Yin Sheng's body.

Lingxi frowned and said, "If it is really her, then what Sorrowful Fox said yesterday is very likely to be true, and she is the only person with the blood of the old lord." ”

"That Yin Sheng is not the old lord's own daughter, the previous successor lord was opposed by most of the elders of the Yin family, and now that the bloodline of the real old lord has appeared, the situation of the Yin family is very willing to change again. Bai Junqian drank the cold cup of tea and said.

Hearing this, Lingxi only felt that their group was in the whirlpool of power in this Yin family, and they were afraid that they would also experience some dangerous things. But why they are in this Yin family, the reason is also clear to her.

Gradually, the crowd dispersed in the midst of the discussion, and in groups of threes and twos, each walked towards the darkness, to an unknown direction.

The door of the main hall slammed shut behind it, and the night breeze blew down layers of chill.

The delicate pavilions cast shadows into the swaying waters, the lush red carp hidden in the blurred circles, the leaves of the trees swaying in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance of plants, floating in the air like a transparent drizzle.

Hidden among shrubs and intricate pavilions and attics, the blue and dark red stones are delicately laid out, like a man's neatly combed sideburns, silky square handkerchiefs, and meticulous ironing thoughts.

Yin Sheng sat under one of the pavilions, the steaming teacup was still steaming on the shaft, the tea had not yet been drunk, and the Yin Sheng was also dressed in a very strange way, wearing a black cloak.

There was no light in the pavilion, so that the sound was almost hidden in the darkness, and there was no one around her, only her, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

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