Liu Yifeng pushed open the door of the house where Ying Wuyi lived and strode in.

Liu Yifeng rushed into the house, and what caught his eye was the corpse lying quietly on the ground.

Shadow Blame seemed to have been dead for a long time, his face was pale without a trace of blood, and his eyes were tightly closed, lying there quietly like a sleeping man.

Ying Wuyi's thin lips pursed slightly, and there was still a look of indifference, making people can't believe that he has been dead for a long time.

When Liu Yifeng saw this scene, his heart shook again, his eyebrows trembled slightly, he really couldn't believe that such a person died like this, it was like a joke.

It's just that in the face of this situation, Liu Yifeng couldn't laugh at all.

He slowly walked over to Shadow Innocence's corpse and stretched out a hand, gently probing Shadow Blame's snort.

There was still a trace of luck in his heart, Ying Wuyi was not actually dead, but he was seriously injured and passed out.

The touch that could come from between his fingers suddenly shattered Liu Yifeng's luck, and Ying Wuyi had been out of breath for a long time.

Liu Yifeng frowned, looked at Ying Wuyi who died with his eyes closed on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "How can this be?! Who did this? And why did you kill Ying Wuyi? Since the person who did this can kill Ying Wuyi, it means that he will definitely not be an ordinary person, and he will definitely not be an unknown person." ”

Liu Yifeng frowned tightly and lowered his head in thought.

Who killed him? Why did that person kill him? Is it revenge? Or is he buying murder? Does Ying Wuyi know the person who killed him? What is the purpose of that person?

Liu Yifeng has countless questions in his heart, and no one can help him answer these questions.

"Hall Master, what now?"

The person who came in with Liu Yifeng saw this scene and asked.

Liu Yifeng frowned and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Immediately block the news, you hurry up and inform my eldest brother, and then go and inform the helper, let his old man decide." ”

"Yes, my subordinates will do it. ”

When the man heard Liu Yifeng's command, he hugged his fist slightly at Liu Yifeng, and then turned to leave.

The shopkeeper who was brought in by Liu Yifeng had stopped crying at this moment, and he was looking at the shadow of the fallen to the ground with a look of disbelief.

Although he is not from the rivers and lakes, and he has not learned any martial arts, he has still heard of the name of the strange hero in Xiangnei, although it cannot be said to be like thunder, but it is also an existence that impresses him.

But he never dreamed that one day he would see this rumored figure with his own eyes, and he never imagined that he would see the cold corpse of such a figure.

The shopkeeper had lost the ability to think at this moment, and he couldn't imagine what kind of situation his inn would face if this matter got out, and what kind of situation he would face.

However, although he didn't dare to imagine it, he also knew in his heart that it would definitely not be a good situation, and he was afraid that one careless mistake would cost him his life.

When the storm starts, the people who are close will inevitably be impacted, not to mention the person who is close to the center of the storm, the impact is by no means simple words can be described, it will be a bad situation like a storm, and it is very likely to kill him.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper screamed, and fainted again.

It's just that no one woke him up again this time, and Liu Yifeng, who was standing not far in front of him, saw his condition, just glanced at him with a slight disdain, then withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to him.

Liu Yifeng has more worries lingering in his heart at this time, where does he have the leisure to care about an irrelevant person.

Liu Yifeng looked at Ying Wuyi, who had been dead for a long time, and slowly squatted down to carefully examine the body of Ying Wuyi.

Before the others came, he wanted to see how Shadow Blame had died, what weapon had he been wounded by, and why was Shadow Blame's room neatly lined with no signs of a fight?

Liu Yifeng squatted down and carefully examined the body of Ying Wuyi.

In order not to be discovered, the murderer may restore everything in the house to the way it was, but he will never and will never restore the body of the injured person to the way it was.

Some external fighting marks may be erased, but some internal fighting marks will not be erased so easily.

What Liu Yifeng is doing at the moment is to discover those inner traces of fighting, so as to restore part of the truth.

But what Liu Yifeng never expected was that he carefully examined the body of Ying Wufeng from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside, and did not find the slightest trace of injuries related to the fight.

There was not the slightest trace of injury on Ying Wuyi's body, he seemed to have slept to death, and there was no trace of fighting with people on his body.

How is this possible?!Could it be that he committed suicide on his own?

Liu Yifeng was shocked by his discovery, how could there be no trace of injury on Ying Wuyi's body, could it be that he committed suicide by himself.

Impossible, how can a person be so good that he can commit suicide? Since he was not killed by someone with external force, he was poisoned by someone, and by the way, he may have died of poisoning!

Thinking of this, Liu Yifeng hurriedly rushed to Ying Wuyi's face, stretched out his hand and opened his eyes to look at it, opened his mouth and took a look, and finally took out a silver needle, inserted it into Ying Wuyi's throat, and looked at it carefully.

But what shocked Liu Yifeng was that there was not the slightest trace of poisoning on Ying Wuqi's body, as if he had died out of thin air.

How is it possible?!Could it be that he really committed suicide by himself?! But even if he committed suicide, there should be some traces! Why is there no trace on his body?!

Liu Yifeng was really a little confused this time, he really couldn't figure out what was going on.

Liu Yifeng couldn't figure out how Ying Wuyi died, and he frowned for a while, sat next to Ying Wuyi, lowered his head and thought quietly.

He would never believe that Ying Wuyi would commit suicide, how could such a person commit suicide for no reason?!

Just when Liu Yifeng was sitting there pondering, the person who was ordered by Liu Yifeng to report the news had already come to the Yanyun Gang at this moment, he first went to inform Liu Yifan, the master of the Wind Night Hall, and then rushed to the Yan Mansion without stopping to report to Yan Yunfeng.

As the martial arts conference came to an end, what suddenly happened gradually became weird, as if there was an invisible hand secretly manipulating behind all this, it smirked and waved its hands, rendering the night even darker.

The martial arts conference came to an end, the mysterious boy rose, the vulture night owl appeared, Yun Que was assassinated, the letterhead sent by the nameless person, the person from the Qianxun Pavilion, the life-killing scholar appeared, and the shadow was blameless and bizarre, all of this seemed to happen a little too naturally, and it seemed inexplicably abrupt.

Dapeng rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and the world changes, which makes this world bad and not bad.

There is a good chance that this will be the worst of times, but it will be the best of times.

Heroes come out of troubled times, and there is no end to luck, and look at this world, who is a hero, who is not poor.