The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the moth eyebrows and the moon hang in the sky, which is blocked by a thick black fog, and there is no trace of light, which is tantamount to a good sign of murder and arson.

The man in black carried a long knife at his waist, held a silver spear, and the only two eyes that were exposed were resolute, and when he arrived at the door of King Guangling's bedroom, the man in black first knocked on the door symbolically, and when he heard that no one answered, he cautiously pushed the door in, and then quietly closed the door.

When he walked towards the King of Guangling who was lying on the couch, the emotions of the man in black couldn't help but start to get excited, and the closer he got to him, the more surging his heart became.

There were already beads of sweat oozing from his forehead to his scarlet eyes, his palms were covered with sweat, and the hand holding the gun trembled.

I don't know how many times this scene has appeared in his dreams, and he has fantasized countless times that he has killed him with countless cruel means, but this time, he only wants to use one, and he can only use one.

This time, he just wanted to use the dry silver spear in his hand to pierce the heart of King Guangling, this trick was enough, as long as this matter could be blamed on the owner of this silver spear, everything was worth it.

People are sometimes like this, when they don't get their wishes, they always think of thousands of ways to fulfill their wishes, but often when they are only one step away from getting their wishes, everything is a floating cloud.

finally saw the face of King Guangling, showing a drunken state. Even when he was sleeping, he looked kind, but the man in black didn't think so, put away his thoughts, his eyes were cold, and he raised his silver spear and was about to poke at King Guangling.

All hatred is contained in this silver spear.

At this time, lying on the bed until King Guangling suddenly opened his eyes, the man in black suddenly had a terrifying face, his frightened hands trembled, and the silver spear under his hand was also stabbed, but it was not biased, and it just happened to stab the tip of King Guangling's finger, to be precise, King Guangling took the initiative to take the shot with his finger.

At this time, the door of the bedroom was kicked open, and a fire broke from outside the door, hitting a wax lamp on the Zinanmu table, and the room instantly lit up.

The man in black subconsciously looked out of the door, but when he saw it clearly, he was so frightened that he staggered, and the group of people standing outside the door was led by King Guangling.

But he quickly came back to his senses, he didn't have time to think about it, he abandoned the gun and prepared to run out, and just as he was about to get up, King Guangling on the bed spoke, and said lightly: "Don't run, you can't run away." ”

The body of the man in black paused obviously, this was not the voice of King Guangling, but this voice was also familiar to him, he seemed to be very obedient, and turned to look at King Guangling in the room.

The king of Guangling in the house sighed lightly, and tore off the human skin mask on his face, it was no one else, naturally it was Qing Xiaonian.

The man in black's eyes narrowed, he had already guessed that this fake prince was Qing Xiaonian when he spoke just now, after all, he could put a sharp weapon on his fingertips with one finger in the rivers and lakes, and he hadn't heard of a second person.

Qing Xiaonian said: "Don't hide it, we all know who you are." ”

The man in black was stunned for a moment, then took off his black veil.

Chen Bengu, who was wearing a valley of flowers outside the door, let out an exclamation: "Sun Haifeng! Sure enough, it's you, we didn't believe it when Qing Xiaonian told us that you were the prince of Jinguo." ”

Sun Haifeng ignored him, looked at Qing Xiaonian with gloomy eyes, and said, "When did you know about it?" ”

Qing Xiaonian said: "Just now." ”

Sun Haifeng was a little different: "Just now?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "Before, it was nine points sure, but from the time you just wanted to stab me to death with this silver gun, it was ten points." ”

Sun Haifeng said: "Where do I have a flaw." ”

Qing Xiaonian said: "I didn't know that you were the prince of Jin Guo at the beginning, if you want to say that you are suspicious, you have to start when you go to Lin Fugui's house to investigate the case." ”

Sun Haifeng frowned and did not speak.

Qing Xiaonian continued: "The man in black who listened to Yuxuan eavesdropping on our conversation that day should be you. ”

Sun Haifeng did not deny that he agreed: "Yes, how do you know." ”

Qing Xiaonian said: "Because when I asked Pu Dingliang, he didn't seem to know that we were listening to Yuxuan's conversation, but he just knew that he found Lin Fugui and killed him along the ledger, and I deliberately looked at his chest when Pu Dingliang died." ”

Sun Haifeng said: "What does this mean?"

Qing Xiaonian pointed to Sun Haifeng's chest and said, "Even a hundred-pound corpse can't lift it, Wan Qiuxuan's powerful King Kong palm is not comfortable." ”

Sun Haifeng's face was gloomy, he almost died that day after eating Wan Qiuxuan's powerful King Kong palm in Tingyuxuan, and he also left a bright red palm print on his chest, which did not disperse for a month. The subsequent action had to inform Pu Dingliang of the desert overnight and let him come and continue to clean up the stall.

After that, he couldn't use his strength for several days, so that when he went to move Lin Fugui's body that day, he showed a flaw, but he didn't expect that such a small action could be captured by Qing Xiaonian.

Qing Xiaonian looked at Sun Haifeng, who was still pondering, and continued: "After arriving in the desert, I will doubt your identity even more. ”

Sun Haifeng said coldly: "It's that little er, he brought me a bowl of white water, and he served you wine." ”

Qing Xiaonian's face sank and said, "Not bad." ”

How can a person who has never known know that guests don't like to drink?

Sun Haifeng sighed and said, "That's all?"

Qing Xiaonian said lightly: "You are really similar to your father Wan Yanlie. ”

Sun Haifeng was suddenly stunned, his face turned pale instantly, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Qing Xiaonian continued: "That day in the main hall, you stood at the portrait of King Jin and glanced at me...."

Qing Xiaonian didn't say it, this is someone else's sadness, Qing Xiaonian never likes to poke other people's sadness.

After a long time, Sun Haifeng's emotions calmed down, and after a long silence, his hand slowly supported the handle of the lancet wrapped around his waist with strips of black cloth.

Qing Xiaonian naturally noticed Sun Haifeng's small movements, and his face was still as flat as ever: "You are the dragon head of the Thirteen Golden Lings." ”

Sun Haifeng didn't speak, but silently removed the black cloth strip wrapped around the hilt, revealing the golden hilt, which was made of gold.

Standing outside the door, the king of Guangling also said loudly: "Yes, the dragon head of the thirteen golden lings has always been their soil emperor, and the last golden ling dragon head was personally stabbed by me, and it will be his turn to be the crown prince Sun Haifeng as soon as Yan Lie dies." Speaking of this, King Guangling paused and continued: "No, it should be called Wanyan Haifeng." ”

When King Guangling said the name, he deliberately slowed down his speech, and his tone was full of playfulness, playfulness and disdain, he deliberately said this to provoke Sun Haifeng, afraid that he would say too much.

Sun Haifeng must have been unable to hold his breath, his face was red, his brain was already blank, and after Yan Tingyu's death, he really didn't have much nostalgia in this world.

"Qing Xiaonian, I don't know if you can catch this knife today. ”

In the loud shout, the knife was out of the sheath in his hand, like a dragon turning over the river and the sea, roaring wildly, lightning struck, and even people with knives rushed towards Qing Xiaonian.

Qing Xiaonian frowned, Sun Haifeng used his palm as a knife on the day he heard Yuxuan, no wonder he had a feeling of déjà vu.

Immediately, his face sank, he held his breath and concentrated, and his fingertips gathered his breath!