Chapter 493 things are not simple
Feeling the coldness on your forehead, it was an indescribable coldness that invaded in an instant.
Feng Wuxin, who was originally going to say something, instantly woke up from his dream because of the chill that spread all over his body.
Suddenly, Feng Wuxin sat up, and layers of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
Have you just dreamed, why is everything in the dream so real?
Feng Wuxin reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, but it was obviously hot summer, but his forehead was so cold.
But with this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Sure enough, it was still a dream.
"Not good, people are dead, people are dead!"
It was already dark, and Feng Wuxin wanted to continue lying down and sleep, but at this moment, a terrifying scream sounded, which caused the people in the Immortal Tower to stretch out their heads to see clearly.
"A man died? Who died?"
Feng Wuxin looked in the crowded direction and saw three people lying on the ground, and all three of them had their hearts poached. Not to mention how miserable it was.
"What's going on? Why did someone die?"
The perverted person looked at it without understanding and asked the officers who came to handle the case why these three people died.
The official, who was checking the body, looked up at the man talking in his eyes. His expression seemed to be that they had just arrived, and he wanted to ask why these three people were heartbroken to death.
The officers checked the body and asked their subordinates to take the body back.
The sudden case caused everyone in the Eternal Tower to discuss, and as they were talking about the identities of these three people, they guessed who the murderer who killed the three people was.
"I seemed to have heard some sounds just now, but unexpectedly, when the sound fell, there were three lives."
The man sighed silently, looking at the corpse transported away by the official officer. He was drinking and chatting with the three of them two hours ago, but in a flash, the three of them turned into cold corpses and their hearts were poached? Which murderer was so vicious?
"These three people seem to be Wang Mingshan's disciples. I heard that they were Wang Mingshan's hope. Tian Xiao Zhenren deliberately took three disciples to participate in the Tianlist battle, but he didn't expect that he was in a cold halfway."
Many people also regretted the disappearance of these three lives. Their identities were the closed disciples who were seated by the real person of Tianxiao, and they could also be considered as genius young people in the East Realm.
But who would have thought that the three of them would die like this? If the real person of Tianxiao knew that his deaf school had died in Dongji City, the consequences would be unimaginable. After all, Tianxiao is a top-ranked expert in the East Realm, and his temper is quite strange. If the people from Dongji Xianshan do not give Tianxiao a reasonable explanation, they would probably fight with the real person of Tianxiao, and even if the head of Dongji Xianshan came forward, they would not be able to settle this.
One thing.
Wang Mingshan's three bodies had been taken away by the official officer, but the onlookers did not disperse.
After all, three people died in one breath, and all three of them died of their hearts. The death was so miserable and terrifying, and the murderer was probably between them, so how could everyone fall asleep with peace of mind?
Everyone had not left, and the officials who were left behind did not have to knock on the door and interrogate the alibi.
At this time, an official came forward and came to Feng Wuxin and Jiang Qingmo. He looked at the two of them up and down. The coldness and indifference in his eyes suddenly reminded Feng Wuxin of a person, the Minister of Dali Temple in Yan State.
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The more I looked, the more I felt that the person in front of me was probably the eldest son of Yuan Zhengyang, the minister of Dali Temple in Yan State.
"What's the name?"
How could the official officer not know Feng Wuxin? His three words "Feng Wuxin" had already spread throughout Dongji City. There was also this symbolic symbol. Even if you look from a distance, you would know that the woman in the crowd was Feng Wuxin.
The official officer asked Feng Wuxin and Jiang Qingmo on a routine basis, and the two answered the official officer's questions.
"Where are you in one hour?"
“Inside the room.”
The official's question means that the death of Wang Mingshan's three brothers was one hour ago, and the official's question asked about their alibi.
"Who can give you a proof that it's not on the scene for an hour."
"I was sleeping at that time, and it was so late, and most people were sleeping."
Feng Wuxin was not angry at the suspicion of the official officer.
Lin Lin Zong summarized it, and the official asked some questions that were useless. Feng Wuxin and Jiang Qingmo were allowed to return to their room.
"I always feel that the death of the three brothers of Wang Mingshan is not simple."
Jiang Qingmo's eyes were slightly darker. All three of them died of hearts and looked very miserable.
As for the same sentence, no one knows where the murderer is. It may be around them. But the problem is that Wang Mingshan is a three-brother who treats others kindly and has never made enemies with others. Why did he suffer this murder for no reason?
This is still one of the problems. The second question is that if you kill three people, you have to dig out the hearts of the three of them. He took a look and said that the method of digging the heart was very concise and clear. It was obvious that he was a veteran of the crime, so he did not make blood splash when digging the hearts.
Intuition tells Jiang Qingmo that the deaths of Wang Mingshan and the other two are just the beginning, and there will inevitably be successive murders.
"Okay, let's leave this matter to the official officer to deal with. We are here to participate in the battle on the Tianlist."
It is better to have less than more things. As long as things don’t affect them, Feng Wuxin will not interfere in the matter.
The next day.
The murder case of Yuxianlou was born, and this incident soon spread throughout Dongji City. The topics of everyone's meals were all about Guan Yuxianlou's murder case.
At noon, Feng Wuxin got up and washed up, put the white one on the backpack behind his head, and went to Dongfang home to treat Dongfang Lan's legs.
Along the way, you can hear about murders about the Immortal Tower, whether it is any or not, any rumors are spreading, and various versions of the cases really come true.
Just as Feng Wuxin was heading to Dongfang's house, a carriage stopped Feng Wuxin.
"Wife, I know you are going to the Dongfang family and come to pick you up."
A carriage was standing in front of Feng Wuxin's eyes, and Ao Yan jumped off the carriage in one step. His blue eyes looked at Feng Wuxin, smiling so brightly.
"Wife, get on the bus quickly. It will take half an hour to go to Dongfang's house by carriage."
As he said that, Ao Yan wanted to pull Feng Wuxin into the carriage, but when his hands were about to touch Feng Wuxin, his eyes were dizzy and he fell over. With a bang, dust rose around him. Ao Yan, who was knocked over by Feng Wuxin, was both angry and aggrieved. In short, all kinds of expressions were mixed in the blue eyes.
Chapter completed!