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Zi Baifeng had never seen Luo Qianshan with this kind of expression, he thought that he knew enough about Luo Qianshan, he thought that under all the covers, this guy was actually an iron-blooded and hard-blooded person who would not give up until he achieved his goal, and no one in this world could let him show this expression except for Fu Jun.

But he found out he was wrong.

In this world, there are no absolutely cold and hard soldiers, and there are no cold-blooded and ruthless machines, and the reason why people are human is because people are always complicated.

"A thousand mountains. Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and gently patted Qianshan's shoulder, "People can't be resurrected after death, and the festival mourns and changes." ”

Luo Qianshan didn't seem to hear it, but his body trembled a little.

Luo Qianshan didn't know what kind of feeling he was at this time, the arrival of Zi Baifeng seemed to help him support a corner of the collapsed world, so that he didn't have to work so hard to support it.

In front of others, he is a general, a leader, and an official, but in front of Zi Baifeng, he is just a flesh-and-blood person, who can cry and laugh at any time, and there is no need to taboo anything.

"Have you reported to the prince?" Zi Baifeng has also lost his relatives, he knows that the pain of losing his relatives is in the dead of night, only he can do it, and he even once felt that the cumbersome funeral is to use the cumbersome process to dilute people's sadness and thoughts, as long as there is something to do, he will definitely not be defeated by sadness.

"Not yet. Luo Qianshan shook his head, and finally turned his head and looked at Zi Baifeng.

His eyes were blank, a little confused, a little helpless, like an abandoned puppy on the side of the road, helpless and unable to find his way.

At this time, the falling thousand mountains made Zi Baifeng have a ridiculous feeling, he was really not used to this kind of falling thousand mountains, but he felt that such a falling thousand mountains ...... Slightly cute.

"Wait until dawn to find someone to report him." Zibai Feng said, "The most important thing now is to find the murderer." ”

Zi Baifeng beckoned to the outside and said, "I brought thin legs here, and there are big mountains and small mountains...... Do you have any clues on the old man?"

"Clues?" Luo Qianshan was stunned for a moment.

The criminal investigation in this era is not so perfect, in many cases, there is no need for any evidence, as long as it is a confession, it is guilty, find the suspect, beat him, and see who pleads guilty is him. If you don't plead guilty, play another round, and after three rounds no one pleads guilty, then go to other suspects.

And so on.

At least that's what Luo Qianshan did, simple and crude—but effective, and usually they have already begun to identify each other before they have even fought.

Therefore, at this moment, Luo Qianshan's eyes began to wander, thinking about who to find to fight and be able to make some clues, and everyone else subconsciously hid back, and was beaten at this time, but he couldn't beat half a fart until he died.

Zi Baifeng didn't expect to fall into Qianshan, this guy even had to add toes to a few numbers, a typical big old man, I really don't know how he led the troops to fight, he pointed to the corpse of the predecessor of the sword, and said: "Qianshan, you first go to find out if there are any clues on the predecessor of the sword, letters, posts and the like." ”

Luo Qianshan now has no backbone, oh and stepped forward to grope up, Zi Baifeng called two soldiers to accompany him - he was also afraid, this is the mourning hall - and then went to the small tea shop outside the gate.

The tea shop is a palm-sized place, a bed, a few, and two stools, which are clear at a glance.

Zi Baifeng asked Thin Legs to step forward to find any clues, and he was also patrolling around.

It's hard to imagine that the evening scene of this heir of the sword is so bleak, there are no beautiful women like clouds, there are no mansions, there are no gold taels, and some are just a knife...... Scabbard?

There was a knife hanging on the wall, which was the only difference between this place and other tea shops, but at this time, the knife was gone, and all that was left was a scabbard.

Without Zi Baifeng's command, the thin legs had already jumped onto the stool, raised his head and sniffed the scabbard. Then, it starts to circle around.

The torches were lit, illuminating a small courtyard behind the tea shop, and the ground was crisscrossed with footprints and knife marks...... And bloodstains!

The blood was half-dried and blackened, and the thin leg sniffed on it and shook his head and left, indicating that it was not someone else's blood, but the blood of the sword predecessor himself.

Zi Baifeng squatted down, stretched out his hand, and probed his finger into a knife mark, the tentacles were cold, like a knife blade.

With a movement of his right wrist, Shu Yue floated out of his sleeve, like a beam of moonlight, but it shot straight into the knife marks on the ground, swimming in the knife marks.

Zi Baifeng didn't care about it, but closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, his appearance had already changed.

Zi Baifeng has a pair of eyes that can see through the aura, and these eyes can not only see through the aura, but also be able to distinguish the difference in the aura, and this trend has become more and more obvious as his demon cultivation technique gradually advances.

When he first arrived in Xia Yan Village, he could only see the aura on a person like Yan Lao Wu, who was in good spirits, and now, even if there was a trace of aura that was not detectable, he could already see it clearly.

On the ground, criss-crossing knife marks exude a deep and shallow aura, red, light red, and pink.

Looking at the deep and shallow aura, Zi Baifeng seemed to see a person waving the long knife in his hand, opening and closing vertically and horizontally.

It's just that this kind of aura hurts others and hurts oneself, revealing a bad aura, but it also has a little dead aura.

These are the scars of the predecessors of the sword! And there are a few of them, which are obviously only scratched tonight.

So the enemy ...... Where is it?

Where are the enemy's knives?

Zi Baifeng frowned and pondered, then raised his hand and let everyone extinguish the flames.

After a short period of discomfort, Zi Baifeng opened his eyes again.

The sky is full of stars, bright and vast, with a shocking beauty.

A meteor crossed through the stars, like a fallen predecessor of the sword, and disappeared from there.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Zi Baifeng standing in the center of the field, he slowly turned his body, and when he turned his gaze to the other side of the courtyard, he froze.

Your sister almost screamed.

What the hell is this!

In the air, high in the human eye, there are eight faint auras, two by two, two by two, with one as the intersection point, shooting in eight directions.

The faint aura was like a white cloud of smoke left behind by an airplane, and it was like a laser, emitting a faint light under the diffraction of dust in the air.

Why didn't I know that there were laser weapons in this world!

Zi Baifeng smiled bitterly, he finally knew what the "one eye like a knife" that made Luo Qianshan have no ability to resist at all was like!

This person, he just stood here, looked in four directions, and forced a great master in their eyes, the great master, to make four swords, four swords that exhausted his vitality!

Then the mysterious man floated away, waving his sleeves without taking a cloud with him......

No, he also took away a knife from the predecessor of the sword.

"Qianshan!" Zi Baifeng rushed out of the city, grabbed Luo Qianshan, and asked him, "Where did you meet that person at that time?"

Luo Qianshan took Zi Baifeng to a short distance outside the gate, two deep footprints on the ground, which were left by Luo Qianshan unconsciously, standing until midnight, Zi Baifeng looked left and right, wanting to find a trace of aura, but ......

No!

Luo Qianshan thought that the man's eyes were like knives, and he almost killed himself, but in fact...... It was really just a glance, it didn't contain the slightest aura at all, and it wasn't a real attack at all, but the murderous aura, knife intent, or other messy things in his eyes scared Luo Qianshan stupidly.

The four eyes that the mysterious man looked at the predecessors of the sword are the real "eyes like a knife"! A knife that can really kill people!

Whether it is Zi Baifeng or Luo Qianshan, he is no longer a junior brother who knows nothing about this.

Compared with this one, the former Fei Mazi nailed Luo Qianshan at that glance, but it was just a moment of nailing, and at that time, Luo Qianshan had not come into contact with the sword trick at all, just an ordinary big-headed soldier.

Compared to this one, the non-mako who once came west with a sword and blew up a boulder is just a child who clumsily lit the fuse of the dynamite.

How to deal with such an enemy?

Whether it was Luo Qianshan or Zi Baifeng, they were already shocked at this time.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with the thin legs, it sniffed out of the backyard of the tea shop, the big mountains and mountains sniffed behind it, and the three puppies ran to the place where Zi Baifeng and the others were standing, and then circled back and forth, running in the direction of Mengcheng.

But after running a few steps, the thin legs stopped, squatted down, and whispered twice in front of him.

The smell is cut off here, and it is undoubtedly too child's play to rely on thin legs to catch a big master who can easily kill the predecessor of the sword.

At Zi Baifeng's request, Thin Legs took the two puppies out of the alley and went around for a spin, but after all, he found nothing.

The sky has already lit up, this long night has finally passed, Zi Baifeng still intends to continue to stay here in Luoqian Mountain, who knows, Xiaobai flew from the sky again, landed on Zi Baifeng's shoulder, stretched out his wings first, and slapped Zi Baifeng twice.

"What's wrong with me...... Whoever asked you to send the letter to you hit whom, why did you beat me......" Zi Baifeng was aggrieved to death, and finally held down the manic Xiaobai, took down the bamboo tube on Xiaobai's leg, took a look, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly.

The jade in Yancun was almost stolen, and Yan Lao didn't dare to leave, but he was keenly aware of the importance of this matter, and immediately sent someone to Xiayan Village overnight to deliver the letter.

The letter was written by Zijian, although it was not good-looking, it was very neat, the language was simple, and many things were not clear.

"Qianshan ......" At this time, as a friend, I really shouldn't leave Qianshan to go back by myself, but this matter is not trivial, and it may implicate many people.

"Go back, I'm fine. The sun rose, the sun shone on Luo Qianshan's face, Luo Qianshan, who hadn't slept all night, was a little haggard, but he was exceptionally firm.

"Whoever it is, I'm going to find him and make him pay!"