This morning, this is the second day after Jiang Jiu arrived at the Imperial City.

After one night of practice, Jiang Jiu started practicing swords in the yard in the morning. Soon, Sun Qingxue also walked into the yard with a sword. Without saying a word, she started fighting with Jiang Jiu.

Of course, the competition between the two was purely a competition between moves, and neither of them used their true energy.

Sun Qingxue's sword was very sharp, and her sword was as cold as her own personality, and she showed no mercy.

No one can do anything to each other between two people, but they gain a lot of gains.

Suddenly, Yu Qianqian rushed in from outside the yard in a hurry, and his expression was a little panicked.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiu and Sun Qingxue hurriedly stopped the competition. Jiang Jiu walked over and said:

"Miss Yu, what happened?"

This is the first time in such a long time that Jiang Jiu has seen Yu Qianqian lose his composure.

The deep shock on her face was beyond words.

Yu Qianqian took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Jiu deeply, and then said:

"Qian Luofan, he is dead!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a thunder falling into Jiang Jiu and Sun Qingxue's ears.

Among the three, Sun Qingxue had fought with Qian Luofan. Although she didn't like the other person's character, Qian Luofan's strength was indeed not weak, and he was half a point stronger than her. Otherwise, the ranking on the Qianlong list would not be ahead of her.

Therefore, when she heard about Qian Luofan's death, she was also shocked in her heart.

Jiang Jiu asked with a puzzled look:

"How could this happen? Who else can kill Qian Luofan quietly in this imperial city?"

In addition to the warriors among the older generation, among the younger generation, even Jian Wuming could not kill Qian Luofan quietly in this imperial city.

Not to mention that Jian Wuming had not arrived at the imperial city at this time, it was even more impossible for others to do so.

Yu Qianqian shook his head and said:

"The specific cause of death is unclear. Now Qian Luofan's mansion has been blocked by the people of the Nine Yang Holy Sect. At the latest this afternoon, Qian Luofan's father and a group of elders of the Nine Yang Holy Sect will personally arrive at the imperial city to find out the truth."

Qian Luofan's death is definitely a huge loss for the Nine Yang Holy Sect, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is a trauma.

After all, Qian Luofan’s identity is not simple. He is not only the saint son of the Nine Yang Holy Sect, but also the biological son of the sect leader of the Nine Yang Holy Sect.

It can be said that his body carries all the hopes of the Nine Yang Holy Sect.

He was dead. Although the Nine Yang Holy Sect still had a genius figure, it was far inferior to the Thousand Luofans.

Therefore, the Nine Yang Holy Sect will definitely make a big fight this time.

Even if you turn Zhongzhou to the bottom, you will find the murderer who killed Qian Luofan.

If it was a fight between the younger generations, the Nine Yang Holy Sect could not take action openly, but this time the attack was obviously not a younger generation of warrior.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jiu also had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Who has such great ability to kill Qian Luofan is completely unreasonable.

The one who killed him was the behemoth of the Nine Yang Holy Sect.

That's a holy place!!

Jiang Jiu was thinking secretly, but for some reason, the figure of the female puppet suddenly appeared in his mind.

Could it be her?

………

In the side hall of the imperial city, Mr. Yan hurriedly pushed the door open, with a strong look of shock on his face.

Qin Jiuyou said calmly:

"Old Yan, is there anything wrong?"

Qin Jiuyou naturally discovered the discomfort on Old Yan's face.

He knew Mr. Yan, and logically speaking, his face would not change drastically because of some trivial matters.

Old Yan said in a panic:

"Your Highness, Qian Luofan is dead!"

"Um?"

Qin Jiuyou narrowed his eyes, and was also shocked by Mr. Yan's words.

Although Qian Luofan is lustful, he is not a fool and his strength is still good.

"are you sure?"

Mr. Yan replied affirmatively:

"The old slave is sure that Qian Luofan's mansion in the Imperial City was blocked early this morning."

Qin Jiuyou paced back and forth and said:

"Why is the reason for death!"

Old Yan bowed and said:

"Although this matter was concealed by the people of the Nine Yang Holy Sect, thanks to His Highness yesterday, the old slave told his old slave to keep a close eye on Qian Luofan and the puppet, so the old slave had already found out the cause of his death!

Early this morning, the maid who was responsible for cleaning Qian Luofan's room went to ask Qian Luofan to get up.

But after several knocks on the door, there was no response. The maid knew something was wrong, so she hurriedly called the guards from the mansion and knocked open the door.

Everyone knocked open the door and saw Qian Luofan lying on the bed in a daze, with only the skeleton left in his body, as if he had been sucked dry and his spirit was shriveled, and his death was extremely tragic."

Have you been sucked away?

shriveled?

A thought suddenly appeared in Qin Jiuyou's mind, and he seemed to understand something.

Qin Jiuyou asked hurriedly:

"Where is that female puppet?"

Mr. Yan shook his head and said:

"These people didn't see the puppet after they opened the door. Moreover, our people stared at the mansion all night and did not notice any abnormal movement."

Qin Jiuyou nodded. He was sure that Qian Luofan's death had a direct relationship with the puppet.

And although Qin Jiuyou didn't know who created her, what was her purpose.

But Qin Jiuyou knew that the origin of this puppet was extraordinary, and for a moment he suddenly felt a little tricky.

There seem to be more and more variables in this era.

Even with his experience over the years, he couldn't guess it.

However, Qin Jiuyou did not lose confidence because of this.

In the future, let’s use their own means.

Seeing that Qin Jiuyou was still paced back and forth, Mr. Yan said respectfully:

"Your Highness, it is said that the Nine Yang Holy Sect was really angry this time. Qian Luofan's father Qianjun personally took action and brought eight or nine elders of the Nine Yang Holy Sect. He probably would be able to arrive at the imperial city before this afternoon."

It is certain that Nine Yang Holy Sect is angry, no one can do such a thing.

His own saint died in the imperial city inexplicably. If he ignored it, it would be a fantasy.

The Holy Son is the face of a sect.

Qin Jiuyou laughed disdainfully:

"Even if they look through Zhongzhou, they can't find any clues."

Qin Jiuyou looked down on the Nine Yang Holy Sect, or he didn't care about the six holy lands at all.

Qin Jiuyou seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said:

"By the way, I'll ask you to go and check Ye Wusheng about the origin of the puppet's owner? "

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yan said respectfully:

"There is no news yet."

Yesterday afternoon he went to the underworld with his token overnight.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wusheng saw the token in his hand showing an intriguing face.

That face is very complicated, at least Mr. Yan can't understand what it means.

Ye Wusheng directly shared a lot of information from the underworld with Mr. Yan, and he also promised to search the other party's origin with all his might.

It’s just that the time is too short, and the man is too secret, so neither of them found any useful information for a while.

Qin Jiuyou waved his hand, but he didn't blame him:

"Well, you have to pay close attention to this matter and be sure to find some clues."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!