"The deceased before Wen Renbing, Brother Weizhong carefully searched the scene, as well as their mansion, and there was nothing abnormal, but today, just when the last general left the academy, the sons and daughters stationed in the Nine Holy Palace provided me with such a clue. ”

Xue Zheng paused, picked up the wine glass and moistened his throat, Xu Kun didn't urge him, just sat quietly opposite, waiting for him to speak indifferently.

"In the Nine Holy Palace's Scroll Pavilion, the portrait of the Holy Ancestor has been touched recently!" Xue Zheng squinted his eyes and said with a sneer: "Wen Renbing's personal concubine swore a poisonous curse, and accepted my Langya Wei's secret method inquiry, these days, including Wen Renbing, the entire Nine Holy Palace, no one has entered and left the Scroll Pavilion, at this time, the portrait of the Holy Ancestor is passive, except for the Holy Ancestor's manifestation, there is only one statement!"

"Check!" Xu Kun slapped his hand on the low table, and the momentum of being on the top for a long time suddenly burst out, that form is no longer a crouching tiger, but a real downhill tiger, which makes people awe-inspiring and dare not take its edge," The suspicion is on the portrait, in the Deposit Scroll Pavilion, the nobles in front are all introductions, that is the smokescreen spread by the murderer, his real purpose is the Nine Holy Palace, there must be some ulterior secrets, to uncover the mystery of the Deposit Scroll Pavilion, the murderer naturally came to the front of the stage, no matter where he is sacred, Langya Wei will also find out about him!"

"As you wish!" Xue Zheng smiled slightly, raised his wine glass, and threw himself up.

What happened today made Liu Chen a little insomnia, the time had passed, but he was hiding in the quilt tossing and turning, there was not much sound of wind and snow outside the house, in the room, only the stove, from time to time made a few sounds.

"Whew!" Suddenly, Liu Chen in the dark suddenly sat up straight, his eyes narrowed slightly, raised his head and stared at the beam carefully, something was wrong, someone!

Although the sound of the wind breaking is almost imperceptible to everyone, Liu Chen, who has been in the rivers and lakes all the year round, has a more acute sense than ordinary people.

Liu Chen, who was casually wrapped in robes, walked to the door, hesitated for a while, then put down the wooden sword in his hand, took out the Qiushui sword instead, gently pushed the door open, and the figure disappeared into the snowy night.

Following the breath of nothingness, Liu Chen came to the grove in the mountain behind the academy, at this time, the grove was a little quiet, and the snow all over the mountains made people feel furious.

Chased to the small forest, the hidden aura suddenly disappeared, Liu Chen did not dare to be careless, he clenched the long sword in his hand vigilantly, looked left and right and slowly moved towards the depths of the woods.

After more than half an hour, Liu Chen walked out of the woods and came to a small hall, this is a place he has never visited since he entered the academy, at this moment, in front of him, a slightly blurred figure is facing away from him, from the back, it is completely impossible to tell whether this person is a man or a woman, but Liu Chen is sure in his heart that it is this person who passed by in front of his house just now.

found a big tree to hide from the figure, Liu Chen turned his eyes sideways and looked at this and that back thoughtfully.

Suddenly, the person turned around and faced Liu Chen motionlessly, and suddenly, the wind and snow between heaven and earth were instantly quiet, and a suffocating depression shocked Liu Chen's complexion greatly, and he couldn't help but feel that his back was already wet.

He felt that the person was far away, but close at hand, he couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel the person's gaze, and the person's gaze fell on Liu Chen's body, like the wild beast, looking down on his prey, which made people shudder.

Liu Chen wanted to escape, and began to regret that he chased it out, and the gaze that pressed him couldn't breathe reminded him of the most powerful master he had ever encountered, Wu Feng, the Duke of Weiguo, as the master of the Tianji List, Wu Feng was far from this person in terms of momentum, if Wu Feng was an unsheathed knife, then this person was a nightmare, unable to figure out, unable to see through, but everywhere, based on this section alone, Liu Chen expected in his heart that this person's strength was far better than Wu Feng.

A master who is far superior to Wu Feng, what kind of existence is it, why is he staying in the academy so sneakily, what is he looking for, why did he come here, Liu Chen secretly complained in his heart, and in the afternoon, Xue Zheng's words before leaving echoed in his ears, saying okay, don't run around, no, it's a disaster, "My life is over!"

Suddenly, in Liu Chen's horrified gaze, his body was pulled by some strange force, and suddenly, he ran straight towards the man, only to see that the man raised his right hand, as if summoned, Liu Chen was called like this, pulled out of the darkness, dragged in the snow, and slid all the way over, only to see behind him, leaving a deep snow mark, fear, and gradually spreading.

"What kind of martial art is this?" Liu Chen lay on the ground and struggled, but his body involuntarily slid forward, he tried very hard to grab something, but he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't catch anything, cold sweat, just like that, came out layer by layer, suffocating his face, suffocating red.

"Hmm!" After a moment, Liu Chen's neck fell into the man's hands, and his body was lifted into the air, his legs were constantly struggling, his hands did not dare to be idle, and he was grabbing the man's wrist tightly, trying to break free.

However, the big hands without any temperature were like iron tongs, rigidly embedded in Liu Chen's neck, and the big hands gradually strengthened, and the green tendons on Liu Chen's face were hideously revealed.

"Let go, let go!" Finally squeezed out a few words, Liu Chen's eyes widened, wanting to see the man's face clearly before he died, but no matter how hard he tried, the front of the man's face seemed to be covered with a trace of fog, even if it was close at hand, it made him unable to see clearly, and this was it, which also made the fear in Liu Chen's heart infinitely magnified.

"Why did he kill me? I am a student of the academy, a disciple of the Holy Ancestor, who dares to kill me in the academy? He is not from the academy, who is he?" Liu Chen's mind turned rapidly, his breathing became more and more rapid, and he suddenly thought of something, he grabbed the Qiushui sword, and wanted to make the last effort, "Murderer, the murderer of the murder case in the imperial capital!"

Qiushui Sword weakly hit the man's wrist, suddenly, Liu Chen felt the strength in his hand slowly weakening, that person's body, when he saw Qiushui Sword, trembled violently, that's right, absolutely, Liu Chen regained a little strength, and the strength of the struggle was even greater, although he couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel that this person's emotions began to fluctuate, it was Qiushui Sword, this person knew Qiushui Sword!

Although the man hesitated, he still didn't let Liu Chen go, and under the sharp turn of his mind, Liu Chen risked his life, regardless of whether this person and Qiushui Sword were friends or enemies, only to hear Liu Chen, whose face was full of redness, spit out a few words from his mouth with great difficulty, "The sword is Qiushui, and the white-haired Yiren!"

"Smack!" A slap slapped on his face, and before he had time to make any thoughts, Liu Chen's head was biased and he fell into the snow.