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Chapter 95 Contradiction

According to Wang Daoling's conjecture, the Su family will not attack the Luo family caravan until the exact evidence is found.

There are so many caravans passing by the mountainous areas of Xiangnan Road every day, and there are definitely more than one Luo family who is questionable. In addition, the Su family has offended many forces over the years. It is impossible for them to think of this, and of course it is even more impossible for them to be so stupid that they start war against several or even many large forces at the same time.

After leaving Blackstone Ridge, the caravan continued to rush along the previous rules and calmly. When it was close to dark, he entered the city ahead to stay overnight. There was no harassment on the surface, but Wang Daoling still felt something strange. There was obviously more surveillance around the inn where the caravan was staying.

Wang Daoling's feeling was not wrong. At this moment, in a restaurant not far from the Luo Family Caravan Inn, several men in green robes were excited in a private room, arguing about something.

"I still mean that. I will take down a few of their outings while they are leaving, and there is no need to find out any information. Just just hold them up." A young man with a fair face stood at the window, looking at the scene where the carriage was unloading in the inn courtyard where the Luo family caravan was staying in not far away and said, "When the clan investigates the truth and confirms that the real murderer is not the Luo family. At that time, we can let it go quietly..."

"Su Zhaoan, you are talking lightly. The Luo family in Yuecang is not a small family!" Another young man sat at the table and said to a middle-aged man sitting first: "Uncle Qi Wu, according to the preliminary investigation, there were three caravans in the first circle and had the ability to do things on the night of the accident, five in the second circle, and eight in the third circle. The Luo family in the third circle can actually rule out their possibility...!"

"Who said it can be ruled out?" The young man named Su Zhaoan didn't even turn around and said contemptuously: "You underestimate the abilities of those high-level cultivators."

"On the night of the accident, Baiyun City where they were located was more than 600 miles away from the scene. One night, we have to travel back and forth on a mountain road of 1,200 miles, and the number of hours of killing in the middle will take. Can Su Zhaoan try one?"

"I can't do it, it doesn't mean they can't do it!" Su Zhaoan argued.

"Uncle Qi Wu, you are also a second-level star master. Tell me, can a master of level like you do it?"

"If I avoid the main road and walk through the mountains, I can walk back and forth between four hundred miles overnight. Moreover, the Star Yuan will consume a lot, so it is basically impossible to do anything else." Su Qiwu nodded and said, "Zhao'an, what Zhaomin said makes sense. Even if the Luo family runs 600 miles away without any energy, they will not have the energy to kill so many masters of our Su family's Kuishan Hall in a few hours. Not to mention that they have to rush another 600 miles back to Baiyun City, it is impossible, unless the Luo family dispatches a team of all Star Lords."

"What if they had already quietly moved during the day?" Su Zhaoan finally turned around and returned to the table and sat down, "They happened to be rushing from Feiyuan City to Baiyun City that day. As long as they were halfway through the journey, they would leave the team on the way and then rush from the nearby mountainous areas. There was only 400 miles away from the entrance of the Kuishan Hall Secret Hall, one afternoon was enough for them to get to the nearby area, and they even had time to rest and recover. They would take action until they were at night and rushed back to Baiyun City at full speed after the task was finished. In this way, it can be done whether it is time or combat effectiveness!"

"Then according to your algorithm, there are more than sixteen companies in three circles who suspect it!"

"But they have a motive!" Su Zhaoan stood up and said, "They just married Minglun Hall shortly...!"

"Su Zhaoan, what do you mean by saying that our Minglun Hall colluded with outsiders to kill his brother?" Su Zhaomin jumped up and wanted to go around the table to beat Su Zhaoan, but was pulled tightly by the children of the other two families.

"Zhao'an, be careful!" Su Qiwu looked at Su Zhaoan dissatisfiedly and scolded: "When the enemy is in front of you, don't mess up your own team first."

"Haha, Uncle Qiwu, it's not that I, Su Zhaoan, talk nonsense. The reason why our Su family has been in Xiangnan Road for thousands of years is because of the bachelor's temperament and independent attitude? Otherwise, if the big forces outside eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name, they have already penetrated into us and wiped us up. Your Minglun Hall is so good that you don't care about the overall situation and actually marry the Yuecang Men Luo family. Don't think about it, just with your strength, you still want to make a Hezhong Lianheng? It takes less than fifty years to leave Xiangnan Road, and the family will disappear without a trace!"

"Su Zhaoan, you are just jealous!" Su Zhaomin sneered: "You Kuishan Hall break the rules and want to take the lead, but you don't allow others to grow and grow. Just stay in the valley of Xiangnan Road and be the mountain king. Why don't we allow our Minglun Hall to go out? After going out, the family will disappear without a trace? In my opinion, it takes less than fifty years to be here on Xiangnan Road, and our other halls will be swallowed up by your Kuishan Hall."

As soon as these words were said, the other young people's faces became bad. In fact, the Kuishantang family dominated the past few decades, and it has indeed squeezed the living space of the other three halls. Just as Su Zhaomin of Minglun Hall said, it will take no more than fifty years, and the other halls will be swallowed up by Kuishan Hall.

"Even so, my Su family still exists!"

"Wow, everyone, I finally admit it?" Su Zhaomin laughed in anger: "Since they are all the Su family, then you Kuishantang will be sacrificed and will be annexed by our three families."

"Unreasonable!"

"You are unreasonable!"

......

"Okay, don't argue anymore!" Su Qiwu shouted: "If you want to argue, go back to the family ancestral hall to argue, and quarrel in front of your ancestors! You are now monitoring the suspect, not calling you to quarrel."

The private room suddenly became quiet, and several young people were silent and stopped communicating.

......

In the hotel, Wang Daoling and the other two live in a room that is one big and one small. The room in the room is the bedroom of Wang Daoling and Fang Shiyu. There is a storage room sized in the outside. The maid Mo Hen brought out from home slept there. Further out is a small living room, which is a place to entertain visitors.

Wang Daoling walked around outside and then returned to the guest room. Fang Shiyu was addicted to practice inside, while Mo Hen burned boiling water on the small stove in the living room. He took a bath in the wooden bucket in the room at night, and needed a lot of hot water.

"The master is back?" Mo Hen stood up, then continued to sit down and guard the stove after briefly indicating.

Wang Daoling nodded and was about to go to the bedroom, but suddenly stopped, turned around and asked Mo Hen, "Which year did you bring back from Hongxiu?"

"Report to my master, Mo Hen was brought home by my sister Hongxiu in the first year after she arrived in Guangling. That year, Mo Hen had met his master in the yard of the front hall of Guangling's hometown. But Mo Hen was only 12 years old at that time, so my master may not remember it."

"Oh, it's the first batch..." Wang Daoling simply sat down at the table in the living room, knocking his fingers on the table and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that Wang Daoling was staying in the living room, Mo He got up and walked to the table to pick up the teapot in the middle of the table, poured a cup of herbal tea she had made before and put it to Wang Daoling's hand. Then he stood quietly on one side, not disturbing Wang Daoling who was thinking.

"It's been four and a half years since I arrived at my house..." Wang Daoling finished his thoughts and raised his head, looking at the little girl who was gradually growing, saying, "What is the level of martial arts now?"

"Back to my master, Mo Hen is now half a step ahead of his innateness."

Wang Daoling was stunned and his eyes stayed on the little girl for a while. It seemed that when he was sixteen years old, his martial arts were not at this level, right?

As if he felt Wang Daoling's doubts, Mo Hen smiled and said, "A few years ago, when Sister Hongxiu supervised us to practice martial arts, she often mentioned how hard it was for the master before. Speaking of the master's original cultivation resources were allocated by Yuecang Gate Outer Court every month, which was not enough. In order to practice, sometimes he had to go out to do tasks and earn resources for practicing martial arts by himself. And these lucky people of us have never stopped various advanced resources during martial arts practice since we entered the house. Mo Hen is quite successful, so we have made rapid progress...!"

"Where is the spiritual attribute?" Wang Daoling asked with a little expectation: "Have Hongxiu tested you mental attributes?"

Mo Hen shook his head and said, "No, I tested it first when I was collected by the Foreign Affairs Hall. All the talented ones were sent to the main hall to arrange for the outer courtyard."

Think about it, it’s true that Yuecangmen has screened it and there are very few missing ones. Even if there are a few, they are still qualified at Level D.

"Can I trust you?" Wang Daoling asked in Mo Hen's eyes.

"Where can't Mo Hen be there today without his master and sister Hongxiu?" Mo Hen knelt down on the ground when Wang Daoling asked, and replied seriously: "For the past four years, we have long regarded the master's home as our own home, and we will never leave for the rest of our lives!"

"In the near future... there may be some crisis. Although your little mistress is a star cultivator, her actual combat effectiveness is slightly higher than that of the innate martial arts master." Wang Daoling said to Mo Hen: "I am also a caravan guard, and it is impossible to take care of both at all times. I need you at that time..."

"Master, don't worry, I will sacrifice my life by then and I will also stand in front of the little mistress!"

"I won't let you block this!" Wang Daoling continued: "Get up and drink this bottle!"

Mo Hen stood up from the ground, without any hesitation, took a small porcelain bottle from Wang Daoling and drank the contents in one sip.

"I went back to the bed to meditate, and if you have any doubts, I'll talk about it when I wake up tomorrow!"

......

Looking at Mohen sitting cross-legged in the small bed in his own room, Wang Daoling walked into the bedroom.

Fang Shiyu actually finished his practice when Wang Daoling returned to the guest room. He had heard all the conversation between the two outside in the inner room. When he saw Wang Daoling coming in, he immediately walked over from the edge of the bed, and helped him untied the long knife on his waist and said, "Why are you scaring a little girl? She is innate in one and a half steps? What's the use of blocking me in front of me? What's the effect if you give her that thing?"

"Your parents aren't..."

"At that time, Sister Qianqian was so serious that she didn't let her say anything or ask anything." Fang Shiyu hung the long knife on one clothes hanger, and turned around and said with her mouth raised: "They left with the patriarch that day, and repeatedly told me not to ask anything...!"

"Okay, you can get the two secret techniques in advance soon, and then you can experience them carefully." Wang Daoling looked at the outside world and said, "Or you can ask the little girl tomorrow."

"I won't ask!" Fang Shiyu began to help Wang Daoling unbutton her coat: "Sister Qianqian has explained, try not to mention this matter outside. The coachman on the carriage will be outside tomorrow, with only a layer of curtain..."
Chapter completed!
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