Da Bong fights more people

Looking forward, he easily found the flower, a pure white flower, which looked no different from the wild flowers on the roadside, but it had a strong and long-lasting fragrance.

"In the cold winter months, there are still flowers?" Governor Zhang asked in surprise.

Hearing the words, the magistrate turned his head to take a look, then looked back, and shook his head indifferently: "Maybe it is a special species, and the lower officials don't know it, but Song Buzheng Song Thief is a flower lover."

Governor Zhang nodded slightly.

Hubenwei did not collect any useful evidence.

"Strange." Governor Zhang frowned.

The yamen of the Song government and the chief minister were too clean, as if they had been cleaned up on purpose, without leaving any evidence of crime.

However, Song Changfu's work is hidden, and there may be other bases, so it is not surprising that no evidence can be collected.

Not long after, the officials who had been summoned gathered in the chief envoy's yamen.

In the lobby, Governor Zhang stood under the eaves of the door with his hands behind his back. In the courtyard, a dozen senior officials lined up on both sides, silently paying attention.

"Everyone!"

Governor Zhang's eyes were sharp, he scanned the two rows of high-ranking officials on the left and right, and said in a deep voice: "Song Changfu colluded with the Witch God Sect, greedy for ink and military supplies, and supported the bandits for self-respect. The people's livelihood around Yunzhou is poor, and chaos occurs frequently.

"I follow the order of the Holy One and strictly investigate. After the incident, Song Changfu committed suicide in fear of crime.

"From today onwards, all important military and political affairs in Yunzhou will be handled by this official. Anyone who is attached to this thief will immediately go to this official to explain the situation, and will be punished according to the seriousness of the case."

"Follow your orders!"

The officials bowed their heads.

At this time, in Governor Zhang's sight, he saw a group of watchmen rushing in from the door of the lobby, aggressively.One of the silver gongs was carrying a person in his hand.

The officials in the hall heard the sound and looked.

"Why are they here?" Governor Zhang looked at Jiang Lvzhong beside him.

Jiang Luzhong shook his head.

"Master Governor, something is wrong."

The silver gong with the person in his hand was already shouting before the person arrived.

Jiang Lvzhong squinted his eyes, saw the person in Yinluo's hand clearly, and was surprised, it was the work of the government office.

"what happened?"

Governor Zhang's eyes fell on Wu Zuo, and his face suddenly became extremely serious.

The silver gong handed the work in his hand to the copper gong beside him, stepped forward quickly, and whispered in his ear.

After listening to Xu Ningyan's analysis, a group of beaters hurried to Song Buzhengshi's mansion, but they were all in vain, and the governor had already left.

After inquiring about the government, I learned that the governor had gone to the chief envoy.

The experienced silver gongs could leave without any, bearing in mind Xu Ningyan's analysis, so they re-examined Song Buzheng's body.

Only then did I discover that the bloody face was actually a human skin mask.

It really wasn't Song Changfu who died.

The watchmen immediately arrested Wu Zuo and rushed to the chief envoy in a hurry.

"I see!"

Governor Zhang's face has changed several times, from shock to solemnity, and now expressionless after the emotions have settled.

He slowly swept across the officials, looked at Wu Zuo, and said, "Who ordered you?"

Wu Zuo was terrified and restless, his eyes frequently looked to the side and rear, which was where the prefect of Yunzhou was standing.

"Reporting to the governor, I'm a lower official." The magistrate bowed his hands and admitted it frankly.

Governor Zhang snorted coldly, and waved his hands without talking nonsense, "Take it down!"

He didn't wave his hand out, a simple waving movement, but it was as difficult as lifting a heavy object.

Immediately afterwards, he fell limply to the ground, and Jiang Lvzhong beside him subconsciously wanted to help him, but he didn't expect a stagger, and the majestic fourth-rank warrior was brought down by Governor Zhang.

"Poisoned" Jiang Lv's heart shuddered.

"Jiang Jinluo, Your Excellency Governor." The watchmen turned pale with shock, and approached one after another.

In the courtyard, a group of officials were panicked. The prefect of Yunzhou at this moment was so strange to them.

"Bastard!"

A gong drew out his saber and was about to kill the magistrate.

The prefect had no expression on his face, and raised his hand to make a seal.

The "Hehe" who was discarded on the ground suddenly mutated, his muscles swelled, his eyes turned into red pupils, a beast-like roar burst out from his throat, and he slammed into the gong that drew the knife.

puff!

The blade slashed on the shoulder, cutting off Wuzuo's entire arm, and without realizing it, he slammed into Tongluo's arms firmly.

Everyone heard the sound of bones breaking.

The gong flew upside down, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The watchmen caught him with quick eyesight and quick hands.But this can't change the ending, the pupils in the eyes of Tong Gong dimmed rapidly, and the fire of life went out.

"Dream Witch!" Jiang Lvzhong said in a deep voice, "So you are the fourth-rank Dream Witch of the Witch God Sect, and you killed Zhou Min?"

The magistrate smiled and said, "Exactly!"

"Wow..." all the officials retreated quickly, looking at the prefect warily.

That mysterious dream witch had been hiding by her side all along?What method did he use to restrain Si Tianjian Baiyi's qi-watching technique?

Only the ferocious, dehumanized Wu Zuo remained in the red pupils, silently picked up the severed arm, and pressed it on the fracture.

The thick scarlet blood vessels flickered, and the bloody thread wrapped around the severed arm and reconnected.

Blood puppet!

This is a secret technique mastered by level nine wizards. It can refine a living person into a puppet, and at the cost of burning blood essence, catalyze the puppet into a deadly warrior who is not afraid of death and has unparalleled combat power.