The soft drizzle falls outside the window, sounding like an hourglass flowing quietly. It is quiet and long, making people feel as if they are in an eternity.

swish swish...

Luo Ning was dressed in Tsing Yi and sitting sideways in front of the window, stroking the Longtan Tourmaline in her hand, staring at the lake in front of the window with a myriad of thoughts.

I have lost my mind and gone crazy today. That little thief was obviously cheating. How could he fall into the trap...

In just a few days, how could he be attracted by the Queen...

Xiangjun's hair turned gray overnight...

He's quite worried about his charming female boss...

…

The environment of the room is elegant. On the bed not far away, Zhe Yunli, wearing a bird's bellyband, is sleeping soundly with the quilt, revealing her white and flawless waist.

At an unknown hour, a muffled thunder sounded.

Boom...

Zhe Yunli's eyelashes fluttered, she opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the window:

"Master's wife... eh? Master's wife, are you back?!"

Zhe Yunli turned up, put on his clothes, and ran to the window:

"Have you met Cousin Jing? How come Cousin Jing became the young master of Honghua Mansion? Did Master Madam tell him to come to Pingtian Sect?"

Luo Ning came back to her senses, a guilty look flashed in her eyes, and she pondered for a moment:

"He...he took the money from Honghualou to help occupy a place. Don't tell outsiders about this. As for the Pingtian Sect, after he finishes the affairs of Honghualou, he will follow his wife to Nanxiao Mountain. "

Zhe Yunli's eyes lit up: "Then cousin Jing will be my junior brother from now on?"

"Junior brother, you are the protector of my Pingtian sect. From now on, you must call me uncle."

"ah?"

Zhe Yunli's expression was slightly blank, and he thought about it for a moment: "Cousin Jing is only two or three years older than me. I'm afraid it would be..."

Luo Ning jumped out of the window, pulled Zhe Yunli to the bed and lay down:

"We'll talk about these things later. Let's take a rest. We have to leave for the capital at dawn."

Zhe Yunli was not sleepy at all. He lay on the pillow and held his chin in his hands:

"Then Cousin Jing, isn't it true that he has become the spy of our Pingtian Sect in front of the Queen? Isn't Cousin Jing in danger?"

"Don't worry, your cousin Jing Jing knows the principle of 'a man can bend and stretch'. If Jian Yuhua hadn't been too chivalrous today and Zhou Huaili had murderous intentions, cousin Jing Jing would have taken care of the overall situation and not care about Zhou Huaili."

"Zhou Huaili is really shameless. Cousin Jing obviously won and yet he blatantly confused right and wrong. If Master were here, he would have shot him to death on the spot."

"Yejingtang is not your master, how dare you attack Zhou Huaili on the Zhou family's territory..."

"Third uncle! Third uncle..."

Tap tap tap——

The two people, who looked like mother and daughter, were chatting when they suddenly heard rapid footsteps and shouts coming from outside the Zhou family's ancestral home in the distance.

There are several courtyards by the lake where distinguished guests stay. When there is movement, there is the sound of ragged robes in the surrounding area:

"Mr. Guang, what's going on? Night attack on Honghua Tower?"

"It doesn't look like it. Come over and take a look... Hongzhi, what's wrong with the Zhou family?"

"I don't know, I was just woken up..."

…

Luo Ning frowned and felt something was wrong. She stood up, put on her veil and walked out of the courtyard.

"Master——!"

"Who did it..."

It was already early in the morning, and Zhoujiazhuang, which had already turned off the lights and went to bed, was suddenly lit up like daylight.

Downstairs of the octagonal archway outside the villa, countless disciples of the Zhou family gathered with swords in hand. Some of them didn't even have time to put on their shoes and stood there blankly.

Outside the octagonal archway, there was a ship owner dressed as a foreign minister. His face was pale, and he was holding a sword and a bronze medal in his hands. He didn't even dare to say anything, he just shivered on the spot.

At the feet of the owner of the boat, there was a stretcher, covered with white cloth. Several boys were soaked, but they held the oilcloth open to prevent rainwater from falling on the body covered by the white cloth.

Tap tap tap...

But in an instant, Jianghu Mingsheng, who was staying overnight at Zhou's house and waiting for his return tomorrow, rushed out of the village. When he saw the famous sword 'Chaolu' with a green and white hilt, his eyelids jumped. ——This is the sword of the leader of Shuiyun Jiantan!

"this……"

"Who is so bold..."

All the celebrities in the world are in disbelief!

Just now, they were thinking that this storm might end with the sudden death of the young master of Honghualou.

Who would have thought that just a few hours later, Zhou Huaili would use his own body to slap them on the face several times, telling them what a truly bizarre and sudden death was.

How could Zhou Huaili die?

As long as the contemporary sword master is still here, who in the world would dare to kill him easily?

Could it be that I was too drunk just now and went to the city to prostitute an oiran in the middle of the night, and then I got wind of it...

"Brother!..."

While everyone was looking at each other, there were rapid footsteps from behind. Zhou Huaiyi, who had just gotten up, rushed out of the crowd with a pale face. When he saw the stretcher on the ground, he stumbled and fell to the ground. His eyes were full of disbelief, and then his eyes were blood red. Showing rage and resentment.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi and Zhou Huaili put pressure on Honghualou in the afternoon. The corpse was placed in front of him in the early morning, with a look of shock in his eyes:

"Did Honghualou do it?"

The boat owner had just put out the fire at the pier and was frightened when he discovered the body.

At this time, the big boss in the world asked, but the boat owner knew nothing and dared to talk nonsense. He just handed over the bronze medal in his hand tremblingly.

The bronze medal is made of brass, with a python dragon carved on the back and the word "Jing" engraved on the front.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi's expression turned solemn when he saw the sign held by the chief arrester of the black yamen, and he quickly took the sign to confirm its authenticity - the sign was obviously genuine.

Zhou Huaiyi, whose face was filled with resentment, knew something was wrong. He stood up and raised his hand to chase away the juniors who were watching:

"Everyone go back."

The juniors who came to watch suddenly dispersed, leaving only four or five famous figures standing under the archway.

"Where was the body found?"

"At...at the Ponderosa Pier, the fire was too strong, and the inside was full of stones. After it was almost completely burned, I let people go in and clean it up...then...then I found this sign, nailed to the wall with a sword... …”

After the owner of the boat shop trembled and said this, he bowed and made a big salute and ran out of the villa.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi frowned: "Let's take a look at the injury first."

Zhou Huaiyi gritted his teeth, knelt down next to the white cloth, raised his hand to open it, and saw a charred corpse inside. The skin and flesh were basically burned clean, and turned into a charred black object stuck to the bones, making it impossible to identify.

But Zhou Huaiyi was very familiar with his brother's bones and recognized him at a glance, his hands shaking slightly.

The Sanjue Immortal came to him and squatted down, carefully looking at the traces on the corpse:

"He suffered heavy blows to the chest and back, and it was impossible to tell what kind of move was caused; the fatal injuries were stab wounds, one under the ribs, one through the lower jaw and through the skull, and the bones of the left arm were shattered... Whose sword technique is this? "

Everyone turned their attention to Xuanyuan Hongzhi. After all, Junshantai was the sect of the current swordsman, and no one was more familiar with the world's swordsmanship than them.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi slowly came to the front and looked at the two severed ribs under his ribs. The unknown killer began to appear in his mind. He drew the knife from behind and hit Zhou Huaiyi with his posture, strength, and speed...

swish swish...

The rainy night fell into dead silence, and everyone was waiting with rapt attention.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi's eyes moved slightly, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and then looked at the skull.

The Sanjue Immortal came to the scorched corpse's head and carefully looked at the hole in the skull:

"The knife is two and a half fingers wide, and the blade is straight. It looks... quite common."

The Sanjue Immortal said this, and the look he looked at Xuanyuan Hongzhi had a profound meaning - this is the style of the Chilong Sword.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi rubbed his fingers gently, his eyes moved slightly, as if he had something on his mind. He pondered for a long time before speaking:

"I didn't see what kind of swordsmanship it was. Counting Ye Silang in Honghualou, there were only four masters who broke into the house, and no one was so proficient in swordsmanship. The conflict only started in the afternoon. Honghualou had already taken it back to Qingjiang Pier, and It’s impossible to be stupid enough to kill someone outside Qingyun City at night...This matter is not like what Honghualou did, there is someone else who killed him."

Everyone also felt the same way. After all, Honghualou was from a well-known family, and they were not street barbarians. If they really wanted to kill people, they would do it secretly without leaving any traces. How could they be so blatant and act like they were afraid that people wouldn't know it was them?

Luo Ning, who was standing at the back, was filled with surprise and suspicion when she saw the knife marks. She was afraid that everyone would be suspicious of Honghualou, so she interrupted:

"Why did Master Zhou go to Huangsong Pier alone in the middle of the night?"

The famous celebrities present also showed doubts after hearing this and looked at Zhou Huaiyi.

Zhou Huaiyi's eyes moved but he did not speak immediately. After all, the eldest brother went out in the middle of the night to kill the traitor Jian Yuhua and bring back the second girl.

Jian Yuhua's reputation was good, and he even had the word "Xia" today. If this matter spread, it would be a scandal to the family. Even his disciples could not tell him, and how could he let the people present know about it.

"Brother... I went back to my room to rest after the banquet. I don't know why I suddenly went out."

"..."

Everyone present saw that Zhou Huaiyi would not tell the truth at this time, so they roughly guessed what Zhou Huaili was doing when he went out:

Clean up the door for the Zhou family!

It is said that although the wrong person died, the purpose was unexpectedly achieved...

And when these clues are connected together, we can probably deduce the context of the incident:

Jian Yuhua left the Zhou family and ran to Huangsong Pier with the second lady, preparing to elope.

When the Zhou family heard the news, Zhou Huaili couldn't swallow it. He went to clean up the house in the middle of the night, but accidentally ran into the master of the black office.

Sword Rain Hua Jianghu has a good reputation. Zhou Huaili's move can be regarded as an indiscriminate killing of innocent people. When the black government master found out, he killed him in anger.

As for leaving the identity sign, it may be that the masters of the black government did not want to cause trouble in the world, so they openly stated their identity and asked the Zhou family to go to the court for verification and reasoning.

This logic and motivation made sense. Everyone present looked at each other, feeling that this matter might not be easy to handle.

The people in the Hei Yamen are all the bodyguards of the younger sister of the empress of the dynasty. Even if Hei Yamen kills people and is wronged, they will be punished according to the law. No matter how powerful the Zhou family is, they cannot pull out the people from Hei Yamen and use lynching...

Zhou Huaiyi knew that it would be difficult to deal with this matter in Jianghu way. He thought about it for a long time and looked at Xuanyuan Hongzhi:

"Mr. Xuanyuan is a marquis named by the imperial court. I wonder if Brother Xuanyuan can find out the identity of the murderer?"

To be honest, Xuanyuan Hongzhi's mood was heavier than that of Zhou Huaiyi after his brother died.

He could be sure that the swordsman used an eight-step mad sword.

Being able to crack the arm bone and kill Zhou Huaili means that the swordsman has long been ranked as a master. He has no reputation in the world and is most likely dormant, waiting for the day when his sword skills are perfected to do something.

And this matter, no need to think about it, is to avenge the successor of the Eight-Step Crazy Sword who was abolished back then!

If this is the case, it is really not a big deal for the Zhou family to kill Zhou Huaili. After all, they only kill Zhou Huaili, not the Zhou family.

And some of the descendants of Junshantai and the Eight-Step Crazy Sword may have the revenge of ‘killing their father or master’!

But under the sect of Prince Jing, Junshantai, as the founding prince of the Wei Dynasty, really did not dare to act recklessly...

Xuanyuan Hongzhi wiped the rain off his face, stood up, thought for a while and said:

"Huaili and I are brothers. How can I sit idly by and ignore this misfortune. I will definitely try to help the Zhou family find out about this matter."

Zhou Huaiyi quickly handed over his hand: "Thank you Brother Xuanyuan for your kindness. As long as you help the Zhou family find the murderer, my Zhou family..."

"Let's bury the funeral properly first. It's a matter of concern to the court. We need to act cautiously and find out first. Everyone, please disperse."

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