The stars and moon were dark, and a strange layer of blood red was shrouded in the sky above Biyang Mountain. The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, and the ancient tree jackdaw is crying. Feng Qingyan looked at the sky with his hands in his hands, and his expression had a rare solemnity.

The main protector of the Tianji Palace is short, and it is well known. Xiu Wannian thought that he would shirk perfunctory, or be furious. Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyan stood tall and looked at the night sky, as if he hadn't heard him speak at all.

Li An lowered his voice and asked Zhang Shaoquan to lead the disciples of Tianji Palace to open the formation barriers of various passes, and called the shadow guard again, and ordered a few tasks to go down. Thinking about it, there seemed to be no omission, so he raised his head and said with a smile: "The owner of the village, there is no basis for empty words, and it is not a good habit to slander people." ”

Feng Qingyan had already discovered the layout of the surroundings, and when he heard Li An's orderly arrangement, he couldn't help but nod and smile, thinking: "Tiger father has no dogs, An'er is so young, but he thinks carefully, even I have to be ashamed." This child can't be physically raised, isn't it because he has too many eyes?"

Xiu Wannian clapped his hands three times, and a disciple of Wanjian Villa came out of the line, saluted Feng Qingyan, Baoyue, Lichen and others in turn, and said: "Disciple Xiu Changqi, this evening, I will wait for the owner of the village outside the inn with the young master......"

They stood for a while, there was a big uproar in the inn, there was a mess, many people dragged their children and daughters, scolded and came out of it, a middle-aged woman pushed and shouted that it was coming out, turned around and spit on the ground, and said in a throat: "Just the little prince Jin Gui, don't stay in the inn if you have the ability, go home and carry the medicine jar! The inn was not opened by King Wucheng, why do you pick people up? Sick seedlings, kill a thousand knives ......?"

Before the woman could finish scolding, her family was glared at by the palace guards, trembling with fright, and quickly covered her mouth and dragged her away.

Slender deed stepped forward to see the excitement, only to hear a few hoops, a few bags flew out of the inn door, followed by, several people were pushed out by the guards of Wucheng Palace, he asked one of them, the person picked up his burden, straddled his back, shook his head and said: "The little prince has chartered the inn, let us all move out within half an hour." ”

At this moment, a little child jumped up and down, and the slender deed was afraid that he would collide with the young master, so he blocked the front, and suddenly his palm was cold, and there was already an extra piece of ice, which the child stuffed into him. Slender Qi picked up the ice cube and found that there were words on it, and when he looked at the light, it read "Xiujian Idiot Died Today" in seven small characters. Look at the child again, he has already run away laughing.

The sword cultivator also saw the words on the ice cube and ordered the slender deed to chase the child. The child's body is very weird, and the slender deed chased it for a while, and lost it. When he returned to the inn, he happened to see the young master's face turned blue and black, and he fell to the ground, which should have been poisoned. Li An squatted beside him, and the silver flashed between his fingers, as if he had put away some hidden weapon.

When Xiu Changqi said this, his face turned red, and he cried and said: "I was afraid that the little prince would kill people and destroy his mouth, and no one could go back to report the news, so I didn't dare to show up, and called everyone to save people together, who knows, young master...... Woohoo......"

"This doesn't prove that I'm the murderer, I just used the silver needle to see what poison is in the sword cultivator. Li An was worried about Xiu Changqi's mind, he chartered the inn and asked the shadow guard Wang Zhuo to clean up the idle people, not because he was domineering, but because he didn't want the fight between cultivators to affect innocent people. Although the residents of Jiuyou have a strange appearance, in fact, like the outside world, most of them are ordinary people.

Xiu Changqi said: "The idlers in the inn have been emptied, except for the people of Tianji Palace, who else? The handwriting on the ice cube, we have compared, is consistent with the handwriting of the little prince." There are no traces of a fight in the inn, and we speculate that the young master should have been restrained by the little prince with the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror and died of poisoning. Otherwise, with our young master's cultivation, who can make him silently enlightened?"

This speculation seems to be very reasonable, Ang Lee once used the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror to fix the evil master Wu Ge, and everyone was impressed by the combination of fists and feet.

"Isn't it easy for others to enter and exit a place like an inn?" As for the handwriting, ......" Li An rubbed his eyebrows and gestured to his heart.

He smiled and said: "That handwriting is not enough as evidence, on behalf of the head of the family to learn the origin, his handwriting can be seen everywhere in the world, and there are only a few people who can imitate his handwriting." As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a piece of yellow paper spread out out of thin air, and dozens of wolves dipped their pens in ink, just like dozens of people working hard to write at the same time, and all kinds of handwriting extended on the yellow paper from top to bottom, from right to left.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and some people said strangely: "God, King Wucheng's flowing cloud body!"

"Emperor Renzong's thin golden body!" "Renzong was not very good as an emperor, but his calligraphy created a precedent.

"Look here, Ang Lee's "Book of Repentance"!" This book of repentance is still not long ago Li An made a big fuss in the General's Mansion, and after returning home, Yao Wanrong locked him in the room to reflect and forced him to write it.

"The Book of Commandments by Yin Hong, a wealthy businessman!"

Qing Sisi tilted her head and said in her very nice voice: "Master, look, that line of writing looks like Master's father's handwriting!" On the right side of the yellow paper, there is a line of beautiful small characters, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a woman's handwriting.

He laughed proudly, except for the wild grass and drunken books of the master, he couldn't learn it, and the other famous masters in the world were almost exhausted.

Li An said solemnly: "Although there are very few capable people like my senior brother, it is too easy to imitate the handwriting of only one or two people, Xiu Zhuang mainly does not mind, the guards in my house can write a letter of resignation for you." As he spoke, he suddenly dragged out his voice and shouted, "Wang Zhuo!"

Shadow guard Wang Zhuo came out in response, shook the folding fan, stepped forward and took a wolf pen, and wrote it out with one hand, long skimming, iron painting silver hook, and strength into the bone, and it was exactly the same as Xiu Wannian's handwriting. Before Wang Zhuo was loyal to the palace, he was a down-and-out scholar who was best at imitating other people's handwriting.

Xiu Wannian is like a chicken.

Baoyue Shi Tai bowed his head and said, "Li An is not a murderer. She hesitated for a moment, and did not say the fact that Li An's mana was exhausted and he couldn't control the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror.

Lichen echoed: "The murderer is indeed not the little prince, someone pretended to be a disciple of the Tianji Palace to commit murder, and he has been captured alive. Shifang, hand over the person to the little prince. "Long before the Hongmeng Festival, Lichen suspected that the disciples of the Tianji Palace had killed fellow martial artists.

Later, King Kong Gate was in distress, and Li An sent someone to help, and he also suspected that Li An had ulterior motives. In the past few days, Lichen suddenly figured out a truth: things in the world are very simple, and only the human heart is complicated, but in fact, the human heart is also simple, and the complicated thing is only a conflict of interest.

The master of the Tianji Palace is a lazy person, and Feng Qingyan is not even too lazy to take care of the Tianji Palace, so I am afraid that his interest in unifying the rivers and lakes is limited. If Li An wants to integrate the gangs in the rivers and lakes and serve as the help of the palace, it is impossible to make enemies on all sides, and it is enough to kill one example.

When he stopped looking at Ang Lee with suspicion, Ang Lee's behavior was no longer weird.

The little monk of the ten directions stepped forward with the captive, Niu Huaiyi broke his hand, only to hear a crisp sound, and the prisoner's jaw that had been removed was loaded back. The old monster who was tired of winning had been waiting for Master Chen's words for a long time, and hurriedly took the prisoner and stood behind Li An.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, like thunder, and the whole ground shook.