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 in his arms, revealing his white and flawless waist.

At an unknown hour, a muffled thunder sounded.

Boom...

Zheyunli'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 Niang 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 for a moment: "Cousin Jing is only two or three years older than me, so calling me uncle might mean..."

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, lying on the pillow with 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, a villain."

"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.

Several courtyards by the lake are the residences of distinguished guests. When there is movement, there is the sound of ragged robes in the surrounding area:

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

"It doesn't look like it. Come over and take a look... Hongzhi, what happened to 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 open the oilcloth 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 mysterious 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 real bizarre and sudden death was.

How could Zhou Huaili die?

As long as the contemporary sword master is still around, 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 have sex with 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 rivers and lakes asked, saying that the boat owner knew nothing and how could he dare to talk nonsense, so 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.

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

Zhou Huaiyi, who was full of resentment, knew that something was wrong, so 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 people 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 burned, I let people go in and clean it up...and then...then I saw 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 it.

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 body:

"He suffered heavy blows to the chest and back, and it is impossible to tell what kind of move was caused; the fatal injury was a knife wound, one under the ribs, one through the skull from the lower jaw, 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 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 concentration.

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 are only four masters who have broken into the house, and no one is so proficient in swordsmanship. The conflict only broke out in the afternoon. Honghualou has already taken it back to Qingjiang Pier, and

It is impossible to be stupid enough to kill people outside Qingyun City at night... This matter is not like what Honghualou did, the murderer is someone else."
To be continued...