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The milky white fog had quietly dissipated, and the bleak moonlight could be faintly seen.

The leaves are slight, the wind blows the branches and leaves, and there is a black shadow standing on the branches.

Meng Qi frowned, looked fixedly, and suddenly heard a shout of 'dumb', Meng Qi was startled, and the black shadow suddenly flew into the air again, flying straight away like an arrow.

It turned out that the black shadow was actually a crow.

Meng Qi laughed self-deprecatingly: "This crow is a bad thing, it seems that something bad is about to happen." ”

Suddenly, a gloomy voice said coldly: "Yes, your time of death has come." ”

Meng Qi was secretly surprised, he was conceited and had excellent ear power, and he didn't know when this person came.

This man was dressed in black, and in the faint moonlight, a face glowed a faint green light.

Meng Qi said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency was able to bypass the triple guards of my Meng Mansion and come here, and his ability is not small. ”

The man in black sneered and said coldly: "It's not that I have high martial arts, but that you are too weak." ”

Meng Qi snorted coldly and said, "Your Excellency has such an arrogant tone, it's not too late to say this after three moves under my palm!" After saying that, the figure suddenly rose, and the sharp palm wind had already rolled up the fallen leaves, and rushed straight towards the man in black. Meng Qi's Shaolin Divine Fist Skill can even shatter boulders, not to mention the living flesh? But the man in black stood calmly, and there was no intention of dodging, Meng Qi's palms had arrived, and he saw that he was about to be slapped on his chest, who knew that the man in black suddenly made a move, and with a tap on Meng Qi's elbow joint, Meng Qi fell down like a soft shrimp.

After all, Meng Qi is an old Jianghu, his body flew up suddenly, and he turned out three palms, his body had already fallen, but he took advantage of the situation to reflexively shoot out three palms, and this palm power was from the bottom up, attacking him unprepared. The man in black really didn't move, Meng Qi sneered, he had always been conceited about the power of his palms, when these palms slapped on the waist of the man in black, he would definitely have broken bones and die here.

Who knew that the figure in black actually bent back three feet like a ghost, and Ling Qi kicked Meng Qi upside down and flew out, Meng Qi only felt that his throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.

The man in black said coldly: "Don't say it's three palms, you can't hurt me with three hundred palms." His cyan face fluctuated violently as he spoke, and Meng Qi could see clearly that the face of the man in black was actually a mask of Aomori.

A grim blue lion-faced mask.

Meng Qi was shocked in his heart, this person's martial arts were unfathomable, it seemed that he was really going to die here today, but who was he, and why did he kill himself?

Meng Qida gasped, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?" Three ribs on his chest had been broken, and he naturally couldn't breathe when he spoke.

The man in black was silent for a long time, and then said lightly: "That's it, anyway, you are already a dying person, so let you die more clearly." I saw him slowly take off the miserable blue mask, and sneered: "Are you blind to death now?"

When Meng Qi saw this face, his face suddenly changed miserably, and he groaned, "It's you, why do you want to kill me?"

The man in black slowly pulled out a sword, a black short sword, it was the fish intestine sword that had been missing for a long time! After Meng Qi saw this sword, his face turned pale, and he lost his voice: "As a martial arts orthodox, why did you do such a thing?" The man in black said coldly: "You already know too much, and you have said too much. ”

A gust of wind blew, and the remnants of the leaves fell.

Meng Qi died in his own courtyard, his eyes were still open when he died, was he still unwilling to turn his eyes away? Although he was the only one who knew the identity of the blue-faced man, he would never be able to open his mouth to speak.

His throat was pierced, and his blood had dried up and was a dark red color.

The first person to find his body was Qiu Wen, a young man who had always been calm and careful, but he didn't know anything about what happened last night.

Murong Yixue stared at Meng Qi's corpse, her face was expressionless, and she didn't say a word.

Mu Changfeng sighed lightly: "This is still like your swordsmanship, right?"

Murong Yixue doesn't speak, and if she doesn't speak, it sometimes means acquiescence.

Mu Changfeng sighed again: "If I hadn't been with you all the time, if I hadn't known about the existence of that blue-faced man, I would have suspected that you killed the person." ”

Murong Yixue took a long time before she said lightly: "Let's go." ”

Suddenly, I heard a person shouting: "Let's go, if you kill someone, don't want to get out of here alive!" The person who spoke was Qiu Wen, who had always been calm.

His eyes seemed to be about to spark, and the whole person had already burned, if a person's eyes could kill, Murong Yixue would have died thousands of times.

Qiu Wen shouted, and at this time, dozens of brocade-clothed guards surrounded Murong Yixue and Mu Changfeng, pulled out their swords, and glared angrily.

Mu Changfeng frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Qiu Wen's eyes were broken, and he roared angrily: "Murong Yixue, you killed my eldest brother and harmed the seventh master, do you still want to rely on it?"

Murong Yixue glanced at him with a complicated expression, and then sighed heavily.

Qiu Wen raised his hand and said loudly: "Surround them!" In an instant, dozens of Pu knives and halberds were already on Murong Yixue's body, Mu Changfeng blocked Murong Yixue behind him, and with a wave of the Chengying Sword, he shouted: "Why do you think that Brother Murong is the murderer?"

Qiu Wen said in a deep voice: "As soon as you come, my eldest brother and Meng Ye will die, just looking at this sword wound, apart from Murong Yixue, who else can kill the seventh master so easily?"

Mu Changfeng was already trembling, but he had nothing to say, Qiu Wen naturally didn't know the existence of the blue-faced man, if he said it now, who would believe it?

Qiu Wen snorted coldly and said sharply, "Murong Yixue, do you have anything else to say?"

Murong Yixue had slowly closed her eyes, and she didn't want to say a word more.

Mu Changfeng's forehead sweated, and he said urgently: "Why don't you speak? Are you willing to be unjustly killed?"

Qiu Wen sneered and said, "Okay, tie up Murong Yixue for me and take him down." I saw three or five brocade-clothed guards stepping forward to think that Murong Yixue was tied with hemp rope, and suddenly said softly: "Stop!" The crowd slowly dispersed, and a plain-clothed woman walked out of the crowd, and said sharply: "Why are you so confused! ”

When Qiu Wen saw this woman, his attitude was very respectful, and he said with a sad face: "Sister-in-law, he is the murderer of my eldest brother and seventh master, how can I let him go?"

The plain-clothed woman snorted coldly and said, "If Murong Daxia is really a murderer, just how many of you still want to stop him?"

Qiu Wen was stunned, and immediately waved his hand, and dozens of brocade-clothed guards instantly retreated.

Murong Yixue looked at the plain-clothed woman and said slowly, "Thank you, madam." ”

The plain-clothed woman said lightly: "You are not guilty, why do you want to say thank you?"

Murong Yixue bowed slightly and said, "Farewell." He suddenly discovered that there was wisdom hidden beneath the woman's ordinary appearance.

The plain-clothed woman suddenly said, "Murong Daxia, please stay." ”

Murong Yixue's footsteps stopped, and said slowly: "I don't know what else is going on with my sister-in-law?"

The plain-clothed woman was silent for a long time before she sighed lightly: "In my grandson's life, the person I admire the most is you Murong Daxia." ”

Murong Yixue was also silent for a long time, and said slowly: "I understand." The plain-clothed woman had already turned around and said slowly: "Qiu Wen, send Murong Daxia for me." ”

The plain-clothed woman is naturally Meng Qi's wife, and Murong Yixue has promised her that she will definitely find out who the real murderer of Meng Qi is.

When Murong Yixue returned to the inn, it was already afternoon.

He felt that he was too tired, that his mood was too heavy, that there was wine on the table, but he didn't even look at it.

The invisible thread has been completely broken. 'Guanzhong Hero' Sima Xuan, 'Wind Chasing Sword' Ge Qi, and 'Iron Hand' Meng Qi, these people have all been killed, and there is no trace of clues.

Murong Yixue felt that she was now like a ridiculous clown jumping off the beam, and the mysterious 'green lion' Long Duhe seemed to be sneering and ridiculing in the dark.

Murong Yixue was standing by the window, but she saw a familiar young man, wondering, how could he be alone?

This delicate son is naturally Li Wangshu, and Murong Yixue understands why he is walking alone on the streets of Chang'an City, because he has slowly walked upstairs.

Li Wangshu saw that there was no one around, so he gently closed the door and called softly: "Is Brother Murong here?" Mu Changfeng was in the wing room next door, his voice was extremely soft, Murong Yixue had already opened the door, Li Wangshu just smiled slightly, and walked straight into the room, but his face was a little anxious.

Murong Yixue looked at him and wondered, "What is the matter with Gongzi Li?" He thought to himself, didn't this kid learn from Xiao Chengyu who knocked over the vinegar jar and came to me to learn martial arts.

Li Wangshu's face was solemn, his throat moved slightly, and then he said slowly: "Brother Murong, I came this time to actually do it for Xie Ange's business. ”

Murong Yixue frowned, he was listening to Li Wangshu.

Li Wangshu said in a condensed voice: "Actually, I noticed that he seemed to be a little abnormal since the Jade Emperor Villa, but I didn't have too many suspicions until last night..."

Murong Yixue's eyes seemed to light up: "What happened last night?"

Li Wangshu sighed lightly: "You know, Yurou's physique is weak, we came all the way from Hangzhou, she has been feeling more and more unwell recently, I went to Xie Ange last night, it was to resign, I want to take Yurou back to Hangzhou to recuperate for a while." ”

Murong Yixue said lightly: "But you found out that he wasn't in the room last night, right?"

Li Wangshu nodded and said, "I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered, I saw that the light was burning in his room, and it was impossible for him to be asleep, so I pushed the door open, but he was really not there." ”

Murong Yixue was stunned, and suddenly said, "So when you learned of the death of the 'Iron Hand' Meng Qiye today, you suspected him, right?"

Li Wangshu groaned, and then said, "But what I want to tell you is not this...", he suddenly stopped his voice, because he saw Murong Yixue signaling to him not to speak.

Murong Yixue closed the doors and windows before whispering in a very low voice, "Now you can say it." ”

Li Wangshu responded, lowered his voice and said, "When I saw that Xie Ange was not in the room, I became suspicious and went to find Yunxi. Murong Yixue's heart tightened, and she secretly sighed that she still heard her name.

"As soon as I walked to her room, I smelled a faint, strange scent, which was musk. Li Wangshu seemed a little angry: "I really can't figure out why he keeps giving Yunxi Ecstasy Grass, there must be something hellish that he doesn't want her to see." ”

Murong Yixue couldn't help but feel distressed, no wonder every time she saw her along the way, she felt that she was in a trance.

"I saw that Yunxi was already asleep, so I didn't want to disturb her, I know medical skills, since she has taken the Ecstasy Grass, if I wake her up halfway, it will only damage her body, so I went back to Xie Ange's room, there are porches upstairs in the inn, and I hid there. Li Wangshu said slowly.

"About half an hour later, I heard someone go upstairs, the footsteps were very light and dense, it seemed like two people, Xie Ange and the man entered the house, and did not notice the abnormality, I heard the man say respectfully, Xie Gongzi is unparalleled in wisdom, admire and admire. Li Wangshu frowned and said: "I heard that person's voice is familiar, as if I heard it somewhere before, but I really can't remember it, so I glanced at it from the window, that person in a green shirt and a black robe, it should be a member of the Huashan faction." ”

Murong Yixue muttered, "Chang'an City is the closest to the Huashan Sect, and your guess is most likely right. He was secretly surprised, could it be that someone in the Huashan faction had already become a spy of the Demon Sect?

Li Wangshu continued: "I was afraid that Xie Ange would find out, so I had to take a short look, and I didn't recognize the appearance of the Xuanpao Taoist, I only heard Xie Ange say, you don't have to thank me, this is all the meaning of the sect master, as long as the head of the sect takes over the day, your hands and feet are smart enough, and the position of head is yours." ”

Murong Yixue's sweat was already wet with his clothes, and he said in surprise: "They actually want to kill the successor head of the Huashan faction. ”

Li Wangshu said with a straight face: "So I must inform you of this as soon as possible, and only you can prevent this from happening." ”

Murong Yixue asked, "Do you know what day the succession ceremony is?"

"The succession ceremony was in front of the Huashan Sect's Zhenwu Hall three days later, and as far as I know, the successor is the great disciple of the Huashan Sect, that is, the Yan Shuangqing Yan Hero who is known as the 'Qingfeng Swordsman'. Li Wangshu looked at Murong Yixue and said with a wry smile: "You naturally know this person." ”

Of course, Murong Yixue knew, after all, he had defeated the leader of the younger generation of the Huashan Sect when he was thirteen years old.

"Brother Murong, I still have something to understand..."Li Wangshu said hesitantly, he looked at Murong Yixue, and said in a choked voice: "You and Yurou... In the end... What does it matter?" He only said eleven words, but his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, Murong Yixue patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Don't worry, I have always treated her like a sister, you have to treat her well." ”

Li Wangshu was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Brother Murong." ”

Murong Yixue looked at this young man, and couldn't help but admire the beauty of love in this world, if everyone had such pure feelings, would there be a lot less bloodshed in the rivers and lakes?