He opened the box and a strong fragrance spread out. There were many secret recipes in the box. He looked through them layer by layer. When he saw one of the prescriptions with a little broken upper left corner, the past seemed to appear in his eyes and said, "It's this." He handed the prescription to Yin Ruchen as he said.

"This is..." Before Yan Moying finished speaking, he heard three "swoosh", "swoosh" and "swoosh", and three darts flew from somewhere, hitting Feng Jinlei's fatality.

Yan Moying immediately chased after him.

"Mr. Feng!" Yin Ruchen exclaimed, immediately inspected Feng Jinlei's injuries, and knew that it was impossible to save it. At this time, she was surprised to find that the three darts that shot Mr. Feng were exactly the same as the unique dart she used!

Feng Jinlei fell to the ground and said with his only remaining strength: "This is... the recipe for... the body-strengthening soup for... Your Majesty..." Then he sighed with his last breath: "Fate... is fate after all..." Then he died.

As soon as Yin Ruchen put away the prescription, he heard a child outside shouting excitedly: "Dad, see what I caught!"

Before the voice fell, Feng Jinlei's adopted son ran in with a hare brow.

When he saw Yin Ruchen, he was first surprised, and then immediately saw Feng Jinlei lying on the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, loosened his hand, and the hare landed on the ground and ran away.

The little boy leaned over to Feng Jinlei and shouted, "Dad! What's wrong with you?!" He shook Feng Jinlei's body and cried, "Dad, wake up!"

Yin Ruchen saw it and was very sad. He wanted to say something comforting, but he didn't know what to say. She was thinking, if she didn't come to find Mr. Feng, would things still be like this now? But now that things have come to this, what's the use of assumptions? No matter what they say, what's the point of being born can never be changed.

The little boy saw the dart on Feng Jinlei, and it was exactly the same as the dart on the ground that had passed through the poison-toothed jackal before!

He was so angry that he picked up the jar on one side and smashed it at Yin Ruchen, roaring: "You bad woman! You killed my father! I will kill you!"

At this time, Yan Moying happened to come in from outside and blocked the jar with his sword. The jar suddenly fell to the ground and was crushed to pieces.

"Not found!" Yan Moying said to Yin Ruchen with regret.

The little boy picked up the iron stick in the corner and swung it at Yin Ruchen, crying, "Why do you want to kill my father? Why do you want to kill my father? Relying on your good martial arts, you can shark it. You think I'm afraid of you! If you have the ability, even I will kill you!"

Yan Moying grabbed the iron stick in the little boy's hand and explained: "Your father was not killed by her, but was plotted against by someone else!"

"You are lying! When I came in, she and my father were here. Look, my father died of being the dart, and it was her slewd dart!" The little boy continued to cry.

"This dart is really not hers. I went out to chase the murderer and didn't catch him." Yan Moying said to the little boy.

"You and this bad woman were originally in the same group, so of course you can't catch them!" said the little boy.

At this time, he suddenly appeared in the Hunyuan bǐ of Yin Ruchen and Yan Moying, as if he suddenly understood something, and said, "I understand! You were sent by that bastard to kill my father!"

The reason why the little boy said this was because he thought of something he had born in the past.
Chapter completed!