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Chapter Forty-One

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    Everyone looked down at the beautiful young man's body, and were silent for a while.

    He was lying on his back in the middle of the room, his complexion was snow-white, and half of his bloody forehead was slightly sunken.  It can be seen how much strength he used when he hit the wall.

    This young man is like a nameless wild flower that has been run over by a heavy wheel. He was born beautiful and humble, but died in a dishonorable way, and no one even showed any pity.

    Si Mingyan closed the boy's unwilling eyes, sighed softly, and then stood up.

    "Brother, what should we do now?" He looked at his elder brother and said softly.

    Si Mingxu pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Zhao Qifang: "I think there are many doubts about this matter. Master Zhao Feng, what do you think?"

    Zhao Qifang shook his head helplessly, with a tired look on his face: "Now that this young man is dead, the only clue is the word knife. It's really not easy."

    At this time, the mood of the peak master of the Qingling Shangzong was very disturbed.  After such a big battle today, not only did the murderer fail to be found, the witness also committed suicide in the chaos, and the whereabouts of Dragon Blood Orchid and Dementor Bell are unknown Don't say I offended Si Mingxu and Li Liangxiao, I will return to you in a few days  Zongmen didn't know how Gu Xuesheng would deal with him.

    However, just now the younger brother of the city lord of Bixiao mentioned the ghost knife gate. Although it is vague, it is a clue after all.  If I go back and ask Gu Xuesheng to make me commit crimes and make meritorious service, and continue to follow this clue, I don't know if Gu Xuesheng may be lenient.

    At this time, it is meaningless to keep Si Mingxu, Li Liangxiao and the others here.  Zhao Qifang's head hurts at the thought of greatly offending Bixiao City and Guhong Villa by his actions.

    "City Master Si, what happened today is really reckless. If we can settle this matter, Zhao will definitely go to Bixiao City to plead guilty and let the city master punish him." Zhao Qi cupped his hands towards Siming Xu and bowed deeply.  arrived.

    Si Mingxu fell silent, wondering what he was thinking.

    Zhao Qifang thought for a while, and then took off his saber: "This is my natal sword 'Chunhui', please keep it for the time being, the city lord Si. When Zhao goes to Bixiao City to plead guilty, the city lord will return it  Give it to me."

    Si Mingxu shook his head, but did not take the sword: "That's not necessary. I only have one request."

    "City Master Si, please tell me." Seeing that he did not accept the Chunhui Sword, Zhao Qifang couldn't help being slightly happy.  After all, it was his natal sword, and no monk was willing to "deposit" it.

    "This case is very bizarre. If Master Zhao has any clues, or if he has caught the real culprit, can you let me know? I would like to see who has such a great ability to set up such a trick for me."  This series of events, from the clothes he accidentally put on, to Bing Linggen's murder method, really makes people feel creepy.

    "It's natural. Alas, Zhao is really sorry." Zhao Qifang was very ashamed in his heart, and gave another deep bow.

    Si Mingxu nodded, and looked at Li Liangxiao again.

    Li Liangxiao was still looking down at the young man's body, with a puzzled look on his face.

    "What's the matter?" He followed the sword god's gaze, and saw that Xiaoguan's body was peaceful, and there was nothing special about it.

    Li Liangxiao did not answer.  He knelt down, picked up the young man's left hand and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly.  Then he picked up the young man's right hand again, only looked at it once, then put it down.

    "It's nothing." The man stood up with a strange look on his face.

    Si Mingxu raised his eyebrows, seeing that he didn't seem to be willing to talk about it, and he didn't go into it too deeply.  Immediately, he turned around and nodded to Zhao Qifang: "Master Zhao Feng, Master Han Feng, take your leave."

    Zhao Qifang and Han Yong naturally handed each other off.

    It was evening when the group walked out of Wanhao Inn.

    The four of them walked back slowly along the dirt road beside the Cangbai River, and the warm golden afterglow of the setting sun shone on their bodies, casting long shadows on the soles of their feet.  The wide river surface is sparkling, reflecting the sunset glow all over the sky.  Several fishing boats were docked by the river, and the barefoot fishermen sang rough evening songs and were returning home with their nets.

    What happened at the inn just now was like a dream.

    The four of them walked silently with their own concerns.

    Si Mingxu suddenly said: "Liang Xiao, you just looked at that young man's hand, but what did you find?" Ever since he came out of the inn, he had been thinking about Li Liangxiao's strange expression, and at this moment he couldn't help but ask  out.

    Li Liangxiao touched his chin: "I'm just a little strange. I'm a swordsman, and I often unconsciously pay attention to which hand other people use. When the young man just entered the door, he knelt down and helped him with his left hand.  The ground should be left-handed. But the wound on his forehead is on the?Looked meaningfully at Li Liangxiao.

    The Kunlun Sword God blinked blankly: "Reply? I just asked someone to bring news of the auction. I have nothing to do, so why should I reply?"

    Si Mingxu squinted his eyes at the sword god, and secretly sighed that Si Mingxu in the original book took a fancy to this straight steel guy, and it was really difficult for him.

    Li Liangxiao stared at him for a moment, suddenly realized something, and patted the table hard: "Oh, you mean those letters you wrote a few years ago."

    Then he frowned suspiciously: "At the beginning when we fought, you held grudges for several years because I fought first. Every letter scolded me to death, and there were a lot of eloquent words, all kinds of unimaginable and ugly words.  .How do you want me to write back and scold you too? I'm not as stingy as you are."

    So the content of those letters turned out to be like this?  !  Fortunately, I thought it was a love letter secretly expressing my heart, which caused me to be uneasy for a long time!

    Siming Yan's expression was very strange, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.  But Xiao Heng raised his head and looked at Si Mingxu in a little astonishment.

    Si Mingxu was shocked, but looked at Li Liangxiao sympathetically.

    ? It seems that the straight man of Sword God Iron and Steel cannot be entirely blamed for his nervousness, and the expression of the original Bixiao City Lord is also very problematic.  Is it the elementary school students pulling their braids for attention?

    A strange picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help shivering.  For the sword god to wear pigtails or something, forget it.

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    Thank you Mr. Bat for your rocket launcher and Mr. Mo ¡õ¡õ¡õ Fox for your mines!

    This small dungeon is almost over, and I will return to Bixiao City soon.

    Xiao Heng is about to grow up soon, shedding tears of old mother.

    Then I will enter my favorite Shura field tearing copy Bilian secret realm.

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