Luo Yan Hu does not return

"Brother, look—" Feng Qinghuan pointed to the blood on the ground, all the way to the outside of the alley.

Xue Yan looked sad, obviously thoughtful, Feng Qinghuan said to himself: "Fortunately, this guy's blood hasn't drained yet, I'll go out and have a look first."

Feng Qinghuan was about to walk out of the alley when Xue Yan grabbed him, "Junior brother, look carefully, the boot prints on the ground are facing east, Xu Yanluo was brought here."

"Then... should we go east?"

"Look carefully, the bloodstains in the distance, after a few steps, there are only a few blood spots, but here it becomes a round pool. Xu Yanluo obviously didn't show any signs of struggle when he arrived at this piece. "

"Senior brother means that Xu Yanluo was dragged here, and then he fell unconscious. Someone stabbed him until the blood drained, and then dragged the body to another place."

Xue Yan nodded, and Feng Qinghuan said again: "What can make him faint immediately is either poisoned or severely hit. My knife is strong. If it is just an ordinary enmity, he can easily take his life. Why go to such a big trouble?"

Xue Yan stared blankly at the bloodstains in the distance, without saying a word, Feng Qinghuan mused to himself: "There must be some kind of deep hatred, otherwise there is absolutely no need to do such a thing... If this guy kills the whole family, but only keeps A living person, is there a reason to torture him?"

As Feng Qinghuan was talking, he walked a few steps away and murmured: "I didn't expect that guy to lose his life, but he behaved very obediently."

Xue Yan came back to his senses, chased after him and said, "Be obedient?"

"Look at the blood on the ground, two steps, one drop, evenly, it's half an inch behind the shoe print."

Without waiting for Xue Yan to reply, Feng Qinghuan murmured to himself: "According to Xu Yan Luo's self-proclaimed meaning, the people here will consciously dodge whenever they hear his traces, except for Liu Wuchang and Wang Fujun, it will never be possible to come here again." There is a third person making friends with him... Could it be possible that the person who sent Xu Yanluo was the Prince of the Palace mentioned by Liu Wuchang just now?"

"Xu Yanluo is so insane, why did Master keep him until now—" Seeing Xue Yan's disappointed face, Feng Qinghuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "No matter how powerful Master is, he is still a mortal body. The local Even the government can't solve it, no matter how powerful he is, how can he take care of the old man."

"Other lands can't be reached by Master, but this is after all at the foot of Jijun Mountain. It's really strange that such a disaster has been caused after two years."

"Brother, this guy is dead, what are we doing so carelessly? First find Xu Yanluo's body, and figure out the reason for this." Xue Yan glanced back, followed by Feng Qinghuan. eaves.

Feng Qinghuan looked around all the way, but still couldn't forget to put his shoulders together and cross-examine, "Senior brother, the day we were in Erma Village, was the Shenlang Qiang man instigated by Master?"

Xue Yan shoved Feng Qinghuan away, and said in a cold voice: "I was only ordered to find the Huangfu clan, and I don't know what Master's real intention is. The Shenlang Qiang people are bloodthirsty and easy to kill, and with the help of the Fengjia Jianzhuang It’s done, Master has been working on this matter for several months, even if there is something you don’t understand, when Master returns from retreat in the next year, it’s not too late for you to ask.”

"Why can't I ask clearly earlier, and I have to hang up my appetite for half a year?"

"I have followed Master since I was five years old. I have always been careful and respectful, and I dare not overstep the slightest bit. You are a newcomer and you are also very courageous. I just say that there is no proof. You might as well try it out yourself."

"Then wait until we see Master. Remember to remind me, otherwise I will definitely forget about it." Xue Yan scolded lightly, but did not respond with a word.

When the two passed by the inn where Xu Yanluo had met before, they suddenly heard the sound of fighting.Feng Qinghuan was about to jump off, but was grabbed by Xue Yan again.

"Brother, I'm careful, let go of your hands first." Xue Yan hugged Feng Qinghuan's neck, sniffing at his ears, blushing in embarrassment for a moment, and cursed secretly, "My senior brother is really, do it!" You have to hesitate for a moment about everything, although it is beneficial to think twice, but he... is no different from an old man."

Feng Qinghuan raised his head and looked at the window where he escaped, saw a little bit of blood, scratched on the window eaves, and muttered to himself: "This Xu Yanluo has broken his lifeblood, why is he so alive, falling from such a high place, Don't worry about going and never returning."

"Junior brother, your internal injuries are too serious, you should rest here first, and come here again if I call you."

Feng Qinghuan kept looking at the window eaves just now, and he didn't come back to his senses until Xue Yan turned down the wall. There were about a dozen people in the main room of the inn. Thinking of Xue Yan vomiting blood before, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Fengfeng Qinghuan snorted coldly, and spat secretly: "He was hurt more than me, and he insisted on leaning on the door to overwhelm me early, and if he likes to be brave, just say it straight, bluffing people all the time..."

Seeing Xue Yan standing behind the door and watching, Feng Qinghuan's anger calmed down, and he murmured: "He is good at lightness kung fu, no one will take care of him when he comes so close."

Before the words were finished, the sound of fighting in the main room became louder, Feng Qinghuan thought: "It's like this inside, no matter how bad my qinggong is, be careful, I won't disturb you..."

Feng Qinghuan couldn't hold back, and quickly jumped to the door of the inn. In just a moment, he saw Liu Wuchang's face clearly, "Didn't that man die in the alleyway to the north? He was alive and kicking so quickly, could it be that Ah Xin The method doesn't work for him?"

Thinking about Xue Yan's previous notification of his situation, Feng Qinghuan immediately figured it out, "My palm is full of strength, I'm afraid it will miss again... It's really..."

Feng Qinghuan said a few words of self-pity, and was about to cross the threshold, but the shouts of the crowd suddenly fell silent, leaving only the sound of one person pacing back and forth.

The main room was blocked by the wall in front of him, Feng Qinghuan couldn't see what was going on inside the room, so he pushed to the base of the wall, wanting to listen more carefully, but unexpectedly bumped into Xue Yan.

The two of them suffered from the collision without saying a word, the wall had already been shaken, and the sound of the wine cup shattering came from inside the room, but it was extremely weak, as if it was being held in someone's hand.

"Let's go!" Xue Yan sternly shouted, the two jumped out of the inn at the same time, and the human figure they saw when they turned their heads made them fall back in shock.

The face of the visitor was covered with scars, which were worse than those of Xu Yanluo and Liu Wuchang, spreading to the open neckline. Feng Qinghuan sized it up and said to himself: "He... ...Could it be that the whole body was burned out?"

Feng Qinghuan suppressed the volume of his voice to an extremely low level, but still alarmed the visitors.

The man stepped on the cloud, and came to the two of them lightly, with no time to dodge, Xue Yan's eyes suddenly opened, watching the man grab Feng Qinghuan's neck.

"Boy, my lord Wang Fu has never met you, why did you break my heart?"

Wang Fujun's eyes were clear, which was very different from Xu Yanluo he had seen before. Feng Qinghuan calmed down and said unhurriedly, "My lord, I speak freely, just guessing, and I don't know the reason here. .”

Suddenly, Wang Fujun laughed a few times, breaking the silence around him, Xue Yan took the opportunity to give Feng Qinghuan a hand, and the two fell to sit a few steps away.

"Forget it, today I got rid of the biggest hatred in my life, and the heavens have eyes. You two bastards are so strange that you can't get involved with my two worthless brothers. I will spare you for the time being, and get out of here quickly. "

Xue Yan hurriedly helped Feng Qinghuan up, turned around and left, but Feng Qinghuan scolded recklessly: "You are not a good guy, you killed a whole house for no reason, I, Feng Qinghuan, will kill you today! Let's see how you can stand up to me!"

Feng Qinghuan was so powerful that he threw Xue Yan staggering a few steps, and when he turned his head, the sword was out of its sheath, so he had to stop aside, hoping to find an opportunity to help.

In the beginning, Feng Qinghuan's sword was so fierce that he forced Wang Fujun to back up again and again. Even so, Wang Fujun took advantage of the empty moves and let Feng Qinghuan swing the sword like rain, he could only cut to the corner of his clothes, but never hit the vital point.

Xue Yan became more and more impatient as he watched, and just wanted to grab the sword, but the prince of the palace suddenly dodged sideways, forcing Feng Qinghuan to reveal the vitals behind him, and he fell to the ground in an instant, unable to move.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother—" Xue Yanfei threw himself forward and half-kneeled in front of Feng Qinghuan, and the prince of the palace said quietly: "I only exerted [-]% of my strength, and I have no intention of taking his life. Anyone who dies in this inn is a sin." For a serious person, if you don’t open your eyes, you can only sleep with him until dawn.”

Xue Yan checked Tanfeng Qinghuan's pulse and stood up after confirming that there was no hindrance. He said in a deep voice, "May I ask your Excellency a few more questions." Wang Fujun put his hands behind his back and nodded.

"But a priest in white robes instructed you to come here tonight?"

Wang Fujun pondered for a while, and then nodded slightly.

"The three of you brothers visited Shouyang Mountain two years ago and dug up the secret treasure left by Emperor Wei, but there was a dispute over the distribution, and you have parted ways since then, right?"

Wang Fujun's expression was slightly sullen, and he said sharply: "You two are holding Mr. Sumen's sword, and you have a very close relationship with him. Since you know the reason for this, why are you pretending here?"

At this moment, Feng Qinghuan suddenly coughed a few times, Xue Yan stroked his back and stroked back and forth a few times, and when his breath gradually stabilized, he said again: "Your Excellency should know that my master is a man who can It is not easy for the two of us to be left behind, and it is hard to find his whereabouts every day, and this little clue is also my own random guess, please allow me to ask a few more questions."

Wang Fujun let out a long sigh, and said leisurely: "Since Mr. Sumen concealed it on purpose, I don't need to say more. He helped me achieve a great event, and he is kind to me. You two have been wasting all night, why don't you go to my residence together. How about a rest day?"

"Your Excellency's kindness, Xue appreciates it, but Master has an order, not to rely on others, the two of us will leave first, and we will meet later."