C111 Chinese Brocade Wei Yi Wei
In order to investigate the massacre at Yanmen Pass, he had been hiding in the dark all those years ago, and now he finally exposed himself. Shen Muqing glanced at Dragon Maiden and said, "Long'er, your Jade Bee can tell the information on people, can you use it to track the killer?"0
Dragon Maiden nodded. "It should be possible. There aren't so many corpses here, unlike the apricot trees. Only two should be able to be found!"
After she finished speaking, Dragon Maiden took out a small jade bottle gourd. A few bees flew out from the bottle gourd.
After the bees flew out, under Dragon Maiden's control, the bees circled around Bai Shijing and Quan Qing's corpses for a while before Dragon Maiden said, "Now we just need to follow Jade Bee. As long as they don't go too far, my Jade Bee will find them!"
Shen Muqing nodded, took Dragon Maiden's small hand and flew up. Then, his voice reached the ears of the women behind, "Let's go first! You guys follow me! "
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In the darkness of the night, in a small broken temple, the ruins of a ruined building could be seen. Kang Min's eyes were filled with fear as she curled up in a corner and stared at her surroundings.
"Let me go! Let me go, don't kill me! Don't kill me! You've already killed Bai Shijing, just let me go! "
A ghostly voice suddenly came out, "I'm going to kill you! I died too miserably! I died too miserably! "
Kang Min screamed crazily. She still couldn't tell whether the person on the other side was a human or a ghost!
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of them. It was as if the shadow had been soaked in blood. It flew up into the air and grabbed at Kang Min with its two palms. "Give me back my life!"
At this moment, with a loud bang, the outer door of the broken temple was shattered into several pieces. A powerful force as vast as the sea rushed over.
The ghost shadow that had stopped in front of Kang Min shouted angrily, "Who is it?"
Following that, a clear and bright voice sounded as if it had just come from the heavens.
"Chinese Brocaded Robe Guard!"
Kang Min, who was originally in despair, suddenly felt a glimmer of hope. She looked towards the door and saw someone walking slowly into the room.
He was dressed in white, the stars in the sky seemed to match his attire, making Shen Muqing look like a deity descending from heaven. Shen Muqing stared at the ghost in front of him and said coldly: "Xiao Yuanshan! Do you know your crime? "
The ghost, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly trembled as he looked at Shen Muqing. Xiao Yuanshan had not heard anyone call his name in over 30 years, and very few people even knew this name.
Ever since the battle at Yanmen Mountain that year, he had been incognito, living for his revenge. After he landed, his aura suddenly expanded and a powerful force pressed down on Shen Muqing.
"Just who are you?"
Shen Muqing said indifferently, "Prince of Sword, Shen Muqing!"
Xiao Yuanshan's imposing aura was easily dispelled by these indifferent words, as if he was a deity. He was like a mountain that could support the heavens.
Xiao Yuanshan's imposing manner was like a clay ox entering the sea. A trace of light flashed across Xiao Yuanshan's eyes, "Could it be that you are Huaxia's Ninth Prince, Prince of Sword and Shen Muqing?"
Shen Muqing nodded, "If you know my name, why don't you kneel down and do it?"
Xiao Yuanshan laughed crazily, then asked loudly, "What did I do wrong?"
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