The scarlet blood was dazzling, and it also pierced people's hearts, and Wang Qi fell alone in a pool of blood, with a pair of desperate eyes. His hands were clenched tightly, who in this world wants to die, even if it is to live one more second, but unfortunately, it is impossible. Han Yue thought that when Wang Qi finally died, he must not have thought that this place would be the end of his life.

"How's it going?" Han Yue walked around the firewood room, but unfortunately didn't find any good clues.

Hua Yu looked at Wang Qi's eyes, ears, and mouth, checked the other positions on his body, and frowned, "It's still poison!" It's called Qianye San, the effect of the poison is an hour, the medicine surname is very strong, and it is produced in the Western Regions. It seems that someone poisoned him an hour ago. They had already prepared a cemetery for him in advance. ”

Han Yue had a headache at everything in front of him and asked, "He wasn't in the Wuwei Palace's mansion an hour ago?"

"No!" Hua Yu suddenly leaned down, turned Wang Qi's body over, put his hand on the back of Wang Qi's head, and took out a silver needle.

"It's the silver needle again, is it the same person?" The silver needle in front of Han Yue naturally recognized, and it was the same as the one he had before.

"I don't know, this kind of silver needle is thinner, a bit like the needle we use in acupuncture, but it is stronger than the needle used in acupuncture. It must be specially made, and the hands of the person who uses such a needle must be particularly thin. ”

"You mean women?" asked Hanyue.

Hua Yu put away the silver needle, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, because the bones of men's palms are different from women's, so women have more advantages in some hidden weapon fingering." But not necessarily with someone as gifted as you!"

"Cut, the palace has been in the palace for a long time, and people have become slippery. Hanzuki couldn't find anything useful in the room, so she gave up, "Let's go!" and ask the two guards. ”

Out of the door of the firewood room, Han Yue smelled a strong smell of blood before he walked to the place where the two guards were placed, Han Yue's complexion changed, he glanced at Hua Yu, and the two hurriedly ran over, sure enough, the two guards were cut throats, and the blood invaded the soil on the ground. It shouldn't be a joy to see three dead people in one day.

Han Yue's face was already pale, he really couldn't laugh, he observed the corpse of the deceased, suddenly looked startled, and said to himself, "What a speed!"

"What's wrong?" Hua Yu looked at Han Yue strangely.

"It's a sword wound!" Han Yue pointed to the throat of the deceased and said, "The fatal thing for the two people is this sword wound in the throat, and because the speed of this sword is so fast, this small wound can be produced, but." ”

Han Yue covered her head and thought about something, and said for a long time, "Have you noticed that the wound of the sword is from right to left, and the wound is often from left to right when ordinary people use the sword." ”

"It's a left-handed sword!" Hua Yu said in surprise with wide eyes.

Han Yue looked at Hua Yu, the two of them looked at each other, and the meaning was self-evident, there was a left-handed swordsman in the Wuwei Palace, and they all knew this person.

Hua Yu finally said, "Do you think the person was killed by Qiu Wu?"

"I don't know," Hanyue shook her head, as if thinking of something, and sighed, "I'm not sure right now, but I don't think it's likely." He is in charge of the guard work of the Wuwei Palace, and he is friends with Wang Qi, it shouldn't be him!"

Unwilling to think about this anymore, Han Yue said, "Let's go first, there will be guards from the palace here in a while, and it is not convenient to see us here." ”

"Hmm!" Hua Yu nodded.

"Huh,"

Before leaving, Hanyue suddenly noticed that the fallen guard seemed to be holding something in his hand. Cold Moon moved the body away, it was a piece of paper. When Hanyue put them before, there was no such paper, and Hanyue took out the paper, and there were only six words on it!

Death to the nosy!

It is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary paper, but it exudes a murderous aura, and the cold wind blows, and a trace of cold sweat condenses in my heart. Hanyue shrugged her shoulders and looked indifferent, "It seems that this time I really met a clever opponent!"

"What, you're scared too?" Hua Yu said with a smile, also not looking at the note.

"Why can't I be afraid, I'm also human, but they are a group of ghosts," Han Yue curled the corners of her mouth, and finally couldn't laugh, "It's just that if you let this group of ghosts be presumptuous, I am unwilling, it's like you watched the people around you fall, but you didn't do anything, you were actually willing to sacrifice everything at that time!"

"Don't think about it. Let's go, the ceremony is about to begin!"

When I arrived at the pavilion again, it was close to noon, the banquet was about to begin, all the guests had arrived, and the last one was an envoy who came on behalf of the emperor, a close attendant in the palace. As soon as Han Yue sat down in his position, Zhao Lingxin leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"What did you just do?"

Han Yueshi saw the blood, and at the moment she wanted to drink some wine to suppress her shock, she just filled the wine glass and glanced at Zhao Lingxin, "I've gone to the thatched house!"

Zhao Ling angrily blocked Han Yue's wine glass with his hand, "Young Master Yue, do you think I look like an idiot?"

"What do you think? Han Yue turned sideways, so that Zhao Lingxin couldn't reach him, and proudly raised the wine in the cup, "Since you are not an idiot, why would you ask a question that an idiot asks, will I tell you?

"You," Zhao Ling glared at Han Yue viciously.

Han Yue was embarrassed to drink by Zhao Lingxin, so he had to turn around, but unfortunately his wine still couldn't reach his mouth, and a hand faster than him snatched the wine glass in his hand.

In front of the cold moon, a stranger appeared at some point. No one saw how this person came in, and no one saw how this person walked up to Cold Moon and snatched the wine in his hand, but when people saw him, this person was already here, and the wine glass was already in his hand.

This is an old man, but he looks more like an alcoholic than Hanyue with a wine glass, and Hanyue drinks like drinking water, but he drinks like he wants to soak himself in water.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

There are really not many people who can snatch wine from their own hands, and Han Yue has been thinking about it since he saw the person in front of him, but unfortunately he can't think of it.

The old man paid no attention to it, and drank it to himself, until a glass of wine was gone, and then he looked up, as if he had a good night's sleep and a good dream. His eyes were fixed on the cold moon, with the glow of a fox. Han Yue didn't know this person, but there were people around him who knew him, and with an exclamation, Zhao Lingxin had already jumped up from the chair, and as a person with a foot injury, he actually completed a jump that was difficult for ordinary people to do.

"Fauber, why are you here? Zhao Lingxin threw himself into the old man's arms.

"If I don't come, how will I know that you are not to be bullied by such a drunkard. The old man named Fu Bo touched Zhao Lingxin's head and smiled kindly.

Suddenly, Fauber turned to the cold moon, and his momentum changed, if he was like a half-immortal old man before, then now he is like a general who has fought in battle, only those who have been on the battlefield, they will look at people with the taste of indifference to life, they only see the living, or the dead.

"Boy, why don't you answer when my young lady asks you?" Fauber's voice was also cold, but not cold, but cold with strong oppression.

"Maybe," Hanyue propped her head with her hand, trying to break her head and not knowing how to answer this question, scratching her nose, "I'm not in a good mood!"

"Is it because you saw me?" Fauber looked at Hanyue with a smile, but Hanyue didn't feel the smile in it, but a murderous aura.

Han Yue shook his head, the atmosphere in the air became more and more depressing, this feeling of being coerced was very unpleasant, and bowing his head in front of such a person would be considered a very cowardly performance, and would be looked down upon.

"Not because of you, but"

"What's that?" Fauber's power had already gathered to its peak, and just one step forward would crush the cold moon.

Hanyue pursed her lips and pointed behind Fu Bo, "Maybe it's because of the people behind you!"

The person behind him, Fauber's momentum stagnated, and he frowned. Hanyue took the opportunity to stand up, and the originally passive potential field was all rebounded back by Hanyue's movement. Fauber glanced at Cold Moon again, then turned around and saw a group of guards converging in this direction.

"It's him, it's him, it's him who just broke in!"

More and more people surrounded the three of them in a circle, and the leader of the guards was none other than Ruohou Yan Wuji, who immediately laughed when he saw Fu Bo.

"Hahaha! Who should I be, it turned out to be General Li Fu, why didn't the general die at the border pass, but came to my Fengdu City?"

Li Fu stretched out his hand and pushed away Zhao Lingxin, who was blocking the front, and laughed wildly, "If your father and son don't die, how dare I die?"

Yan Wuji asked his subordinates to retreat, walked in front of Li Fu, and said, "Today is the time for me to take over the position of the Lord of the Mitian Tower, if General Li Fu is interested, he will sit in the front hall, and if he is not interested, he will also sit in the front hall." Does the general understand?"

Li Fu sneered, "What's the matter, if you're afraid that I, an old horseman, will make a big fuss here and lose the face of your Wuwei Palace?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a face, it's just that General Li Fu has been fighting horses all his life, and I heard that his blood can only stay on the battlefield, I really don't believe it. Yan Wuji was unyielding.

"Vertical, the old man dares to be presumptuous in front of him!" Li Fu stepped out, and the hand on his waist was instantly withdrawn. Only then did Han Yue see that what Li Fu was holding on his waist was a sword, an ancient sword of eight directions.

"General Li is angry, angry!"

A majestic voice sounded, all the guests present stood solemnly and stood up, no one in Fengdu City can ignore the owner of this voice, just like people will think that the emperor of the capital is the co-lord of the world, this person is the city lord of Fengdu City, people are used to calling him King Wuwei.

Han Yue watched from a distance, Wuwei Wang Yanyun slowly came down from the upper floor, accompanied by Yan Shuiyao, and the two of them seemed to be talking very much.

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