Fortunately, the moonlight is not bad today, like the moon-white silk gently sprinkled in the forest, the sky is wide and the stars are wide, and the dragon is bullfighting. Zhao Wu'an carried a lantern on his back and walked leisurely among the hundred acres of mulberry forest.

The road was hard to make out when it was dark, and even though the road in the mulberry forest was not too complicated, Zhao Wu'an had to bend over and carefully take the lamp to illuminate every step under his feet to make sure that he did not make a mistake.

Luo Yinsheng claimed to have committed suicide after stealing the beautiful woman and cutting it off, no matter how he thought about it, he didn't think it was right. Ever since Zhao Wu'an entered Willow Leaf Villa, he hadn't seen this person. That is, the time of his death is extremely difficult to determine, but it must have been before dinner.

In other words, everyone in this villa had plenty of time to enter his bedroom and kill him. However, Luo Yinsheng is also considered to be strong and strong, and Hugh said that it is a weak woman like Liu Qingxia and Qin Jiu, even if it is an elderly Qin Mu, it is estimated that he may not be able to kill him. What's more, in addition to the strangulation marks of hanging, Luo Yinsheng did not have the slightest scars on his body, could anyone still use clever words to trick him into hanging himself?

Thinking about it, Zhao Wu'an still felt that the disappearance of the beautiful woman was the origin of everything. I didn't look closely when I came during the day, but there is a very likely secret passage to the treasure house near the mulberry forest. Only in this way can Luo Yinsheng's innocence be proven.

Otherwise, Zhao Wuan could simply deduce Luo Yinsheng's entire crime process.

First of all, he asked Mo Dao to borrow the key to the treasury, and as soon as he entered the warehouse, he took the spare key of the treasure house, opened the door behind the courtyard by the way, and went straight here. It takes less than one stick of incense to walk from the villa to the treasure house, and if you run wildly, the time to go back and forth can be controlled within one stick of incense. The beauty chop is a short knife, not heavy, with Luo Yinsheng's physique, even if he takes the beauty on his body, it is not difficult to do this.

Then remove the time it took to take away the beautiful woman's chop, and then Luo Yinsheng locked the back door and went to the firewood room to take out the broom - only then did he realize that he was careless and forgot to put the key back to the treasure house, so he hurried back to the treasury and put the key back. At this time, he must have held the key to the treasury in one hand and took out the key to the treasure house door with the other—that would make him have no time to take the broom, so he naturally threw the broom on the pile of miscellaneous items—and then, in order not to arouse suspicion, he quickly returned to Mo Dao's side and returned the key to him, so that the time spent on a total of one and a half incense sticks before and after should be full, and it could not be empty at all.

A handful of dust was indeed found on the pile of debris that was much shallower than other debris, and according to Mo Dao, it was the one in the firewood room.

If someone wants to deliberately murder Luo Yinsheng, then this bureau is not exquisite. As long as you continue to investigate in the normal way, you will definitely find that all the clues are intimate, and they all point to Luo Yinsheng.

"Everything seems too normal, it's something wrong. Zhao Jushi muttered to himself, and walked towards the depths of the mulberry forest with a lantern. In the dark night, by the light of the lights, you can vaguely see the treasure house in front of you.

Qin Mu said that in the entire treasure house, except for the main entrance, only the arm-thick vents can go directly to the internal space. So are there some secret passages that even the people of Willow Leaf Villa themselves don't know?

Zhao Wu'an lowered the lantern to the ground, approached the door of the treasure house, and reached out to stroke it gently. When he touched the side of the iron door, he was suddenly stunned.

This is...... What the?

A chill came over my heart.

Zhao Wu'an didn't hesitate at all, kicked up on the ground, his body was like a shock, and he rushed straight into the air. In the air, he took a deep breath, knowing that if he took out the big sword at this time, he would inevitably not have enough qi when he landed, and he was very likely to be killed by a single blow.

In just a moment, Zhao Wuan made a decision. The poppy magpie stepped on the branch and the two dexterous and small flying swords came out of the box, hanging lightly at Zhao Wu'an's feet, and Zhao Wu'an stepped on the flying sword under his feet during the fall, and his body swept out again.

After standing still on the ground, Zhao Wuan dared to take a closer look. Standing in front of the treasure trove was a young woman, about his age, dressed in red and haired, with a short knife in her left hand, and an indifferent expression.

The chill in Fang Cai's heart must have been that the woman secretly walked behind Zhao Wu'an, wanting to pick up a knife and slash.

If it weren't for the sudden abnormal surge of sword intent in Zhao Wu'an's box, he must have been stabbed in the heart and lungs by this knife, so it seems that the back box behind him is indeed a seemingly stupid but actually useful move, first, he can use the sword qi as an eye to prevent the other party from secretly attacking, and secondly, even if he is sneak attacked, he can always rely on the box as a cover, at least avoid the vital point.

If ordinary people want to sneak attack Zhao Wu'an, I'm afraid it's impossible. But this woman's ability to approach Zhao Wu'an in such a silent mulberry forest to such an extent is still unnoticed, and her strength can also be seen.

The woman failed to succeed, and obviously showed surprise on her face, seeing Zhao Wu'an driving two flying swords in front of her, the curiosity in her eyes was even stronger.

Seeing that the woman had no intention of chasing and killing, Zhao Wu'an felt that it seemed that it could be discussed. After pondering for a moment, he pondered and said, "This girl ......"

The woman was full of murderous aura in an instant, and as soon as she stepped on her feet, she swung her knife again to kill.

Zhao Wuan wanted to cry without tears: he obviously didn't say anything!

The woman dressed in red is like a phoenix bathing in fire, and the knife is even more ferocious, like a dragon going to sea and a hungry tiger blocking the way. Although one move and one style have a clear eye, they can be integrated and fight against Zhao Wu'an's flying sword, and they will not fall behind at all.

Zhao Wu'an, who was concentrating on the sword, knew that if it went on like this, the woman had figured out his sword control and defense skills, and he would definitely lose. In desperation, he reached out and took out a handful of Su curtain from the box and held it in his hand.

"Please advise. He whispered.

The woman's dark eyes showed a sense of playfulness.

The poppy and the magpie stepped on the branches, one left and one right, forming a horn momentum, protecting Zhao Wu'an behind the sword curtain, while Zhao Wu'an ran wildly with his sword in his air, tightly resisting the two flying swords.

The woman took a tiger step at her feet, holding a knife in one hand, and pinching out the sword trick with the other hand half-hanging in the air, her eyes were deep. Silently, Zhao Wu'an was shocked to find that the woman's whole body had been covered by the majestic sword intent, and it was difficult to say whether the sword he tried his best could break through the woman's body protection qi wall.

Zhao Wu'an resisted the pressure and rushed forward, and the sword intent around his body was released surgingly, condensing into a sharp sword, as if he wanted to attack the shield of his own spear.

The woman stood silently, dressed in red like fire, her black hair fluttering in the wind.

It's like a ghost from hell.

The two were ten steps apart, and the woman's whole body was full of strength to the point of incomparability. Zhao Wu'an's speed also became faster and faster, and there was a hidden wind in his steps.

The last five steps.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly stopped, and handed out the Su curtain directly, and the two flying swords next to him flew back behind him with a whirl, and all the sword qi had already been sucked out. The move he used at this moment was exactly the same as the sword move that killed Jiang Caiyi on the West Lake that day.

At the same moment, the qi wall around the woman's body suddenly shattered without touching, and the majestic energy collapsed like glass. Although there was nothing between the two except Su Musha, Zhao Wuan still felt a momentary loss of consciousness.

Those who are good at martial arts look at people with qi and not form. The master's moves change every second, and the body often hides many changes, and it is not enough to analyze them one by one, but the direction of the momentum can instantly reveal the direction of a person's next action. It is based on the form of warfare and the top of the qi warfare. Observe the movement of the enemy's breath, and take the lead.

This woman did exactly the opposite. First, she condensed the energy of her body to an incomparably strong one, forcing Zhao Wu'an to break it with a sword, and then suddenly shattered the energy of her whole body, covering her true strength for a while, and hiding her next move.

A few simple tricks made Zhao Wu'an blind at this moment.

Zhao Wu'an, who threw out the Su curtain cover, did not rush forward, but suddenly retreated, retreating dozens of feet in one go in the dense mulberry forest, but still left the last breath.

"Pulsatilla. ”

With a sound of Shen Xiong's sword, among the seven swords, the bald head with the best defense came out of the box, and crossed in front of Zhao Wu'an, and the sword intent around his body was full of intent, condensing into a whole smooth sword curtain.

The woman's knife came from the middle of the body, but it suddenly twisted halfway, pointing directly at the heavenly spirit. Zhao Wu'an smiled with relief, reached out and flicked the tip of the pulsatilla sword, shooting the flying sword over, and flicking the girl's blade away.

The girl lost her strength and retreated, ten steps away from Zhao Wu'an, and her complexion changed slightly.

Zhao Wu'an said unshockedly: "You can't attack a single blow, and you put on a defensive posture, but in fact, you are full of strength to attack." And I pretended to kill with one hit, but in fact I left seven points to defend, isn't it surprising?"

The girl didn't say a word, and the short knife in her hand drew a strange arc in the air, and she actually rushed towards Zhao Wu'an again.

Zhao Wuxin sighed. This non-stop posture is very likely to be the real murderer. However, the short knife in her hand was not ornately embellished, it was just a scribbled iron piece stuffed into the knife compartment, and it would never be a beautiful woman who made Liu Kuifeng fall in love at first sight.

Anyway, he also went to the treasure house once, and he has a little understanding of this young master's vision.

But it is this simple and unpretentious iron knife, but in the hands of the girl, it is like a tiger with wings, and between one move and one style, not only the killing intent, but also the mental will not fall behind, and it is constantly pressed towards Zhao Wu'an.

This kind of condescending style of play is actually not very suitable for girls.

Zhao Wu'an jumped back one after another with the sword box on his back, constantly widening the distance, blocking the girl from the left and right with the flying sword in his hand, forcing her to change her path, not pursuing a straight line but moving forward in a roundabout way. Zhao Wu'an took advantage of the situation to bypass the farther distance.

A look of anger appeared on the girl's face.

The corners of Zhao Wu'an's mouth curled into a smile. Although this girl's moves are sharp and tricky, but after all, she is not very old in martial arts, and her internal strength is not yet deep, if she is desperate to force her body to force her approach, then when she rushes in front of Zhao Wu'an, it must be the end of the crossbow, and Zhao Wu'an, who is covered by Su Mu's hand, can easily defeat her.

However, when Zhao Wuxin was relieved.

The girl suddenly stopped, twenty steps away from Zhao Wu'an, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and the momentum around her body slowly and unstoppably became fierce.

Zhao Wu'an frowned, he couldn't see through the girl's tricks for a while, and cautiously called the pulsatilla and magpie treading branches back to his side, and in order to save energy, he sent the thin poppy into the sword box and waited for it.

The girl's eyes suddenly became fierce, and her figure flashed, like lightning.

Zhao Wu'an's three swords flew out in the shape of a pin.

The girl's red dress was still on the ground, but the voice had already come from mid-air.

"Crooked and heretical ways, but also vainly resist my sword supreme!"

The sharp blade rushed towards him, and Zhao Wu'an stepped back quickly, avoiding the scorching edge, but the air around his waist froze for a while.

Hundred acres of mulberry forest, thunderous in an instant.

The moves you can't see clearly are the most terrifying moves, and the opponents you can't touch are the most cruel opponents.

The witch in red cracked ten feet of mud with one knife and cut off seven mulberry trees with one sword.