Lingbao Pavilion.

Yuwen Nankang soon received a secret report. The head of the Situ family came to seek revenge, and had ruined the substitute he had worked hard for five years. His brows immediately twisted into a dead knot. The teacup in his hand slammed on the ground with a bang. He roared: "Who revealed the secret?" He just wanted to threaten Luo Zhongtian and let him marry Tianle to him, why did he attract the head of the Situ family to come to seek revenge? What's more, the one who killed Situ Yan was Luo Zhongtian. He just promised the city and gave silver.

A man in black knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and said one by one: "The head of the Situ family brought the people of Situ Neizong to come on Kunpeng. He surrounded the palace and threatened that if Luo Zhongtian did not come out, he would overturn the entire palace. Later, Tianle..."

When talking about Tianle, the man in black raised his head slightly and observed Yuwen Nankang's expression. Seeing that Yuwen Nankang's expression became even more ugly, a cold light flashed quickly in his eyes, and then said: "Tianle told the head of the Situ family that she was investigating the cause of Situ Yan's death and found clues. Then, he gave the head of the Situ family a sachet. So the head of the Situ family went to the inn and called on his master to die."

Yuwen Nankang frowned even more and shouted coldly: "Rise your head!"

The man in black had to look up and look at Yuwen Nankang.

"Which group are you from? Why has this prince never seen you?"

"When you go back to your Highness, I am following the Prince Nankang. So your Highness is not familiar with me. Every sentence that my servant said is true, and I hope your Highness will clearly observe!"

At this time, a knock on the door sounded.

The butler of Ling Bao Pavilion walked in with a smile on his face.

He is here to check in the cash.

Yuwen Nankang looked at him, and the man in black in the ground flashed, broke out of the window, and disappeared.

The artificial lakeside not far from Lingke Pavilion.

Cui Quan was wearing night clothes and hid behind a tree. When the men in black jumped to approach, he grabbed the men in black and asked in a low voice: "How?"

The man in black looked around for a moment before saying, "As for what my father-in-law said, all the slaves said. Yuwen Nankangding remembered this account in Tianle's name. If you can't marry her, you should destroy her!"

Cui Quan smiled, his sharp eyes flashed with a cold light. He took out a black pill from the ring, and with a snap of his finger, the pill flew into the mouth of the man in black accurately.

The man in black immediately knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you, my father-in-law!" After that, his figure flashed again and disappeared.

Yuwen Nankang packed up the top-quality spirit stones, paced in the wing room, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth: "Tianle, it seems that if I don't get rid of you, I will not have a peaceful life!"

After saying that, he pushed open the door of the wing room and spent a hundred taels of silver to ask the people from Lingbao Pavilion to pick a good horse from the stable.

On the back of the horse and heading west, Yuwen Nankang ran wildly towards the opposite direction of the inn.

After running for about fifty or sixty miles, he took a breath, stopped, turned his head, his eyes showed fierce light, and said to the direction where the Prince of Jin was located: "Xue Tianle, I will come back again!"

After saying that, he continued to ride his horse and ran away. And after leaving the city, he tried his best to avoid the official road.

He had heard of Kunpeng from the Situ family. If the slave had reported it well just now, Kunpeng from the Situ Nei Sect was dispatched. Not to mention the ancient Kunpeng beast pet, any expert from the inner sect stood up and could pinch him to pieces with just moving his fingers, and not even a residue left.

Gritting his teeth and waving the whip, he rushed to the road more and more.

Here at the inn.

The head of the Situ family still stood high on Kunpeng's back and shouted: "No one is allowed to leave!"

Those who abandoned their swords and wanted to escape into the inn would feel like they had roots under their feet, and no one dared to move a second step.

As long as they see the fate of "Prince Yuwen" they are still scared. At this moment, "Yuwen Nankang" has icicles all over his body, his body is full of holes, and blood flows out, and he inhales into the icicles. The icicles are as charming as works of art. Art, if mixed with death, will be extremely cunning, and people will never forget it for a lifetime.

"Tell me, where is my corpse?" The head of the Situ family hummed out of his nose and tried his best to suppress his anger. Now, the culprit has been killed. But it is still difficult to relieve his hatred! If these people are ungrateful and do not take the initiative to hand over Yan'er's corpse, they will turn into ice one by one.

Silence.

Deadly silent.

At this time, a follower finally stood up from the crowd and bowed his hands and said, "The head of the Situ family, the villain knows where the young master Situ's body is?"

The three words "Take me there!" are cold and bitter.

"Yes!" The speaker bowed and took the order.

As soon as the head of the Situ family shook his sleeves, a gust of wind blew by, and the follower who took the initiative to stand up was swept up by the wind and landed steadily on his Kunpeng's back.

"there……"

“To the left…”

"Yes, turn right a little, it's right there..."

After about ten minutes of touching, I left the inn, passed through several streets, passed through an artificial lake, and then climbed over a mountain. I came to the edge of a cliff.

The person who pointed the way, the wind was howling in his ears. He pointed to the irresistible bottom of the cliff and said, "Young Master Situ was pushed down!"

"Go down!" The head of the Situ family said two words coldly.

Kunpeng rushed down the black cliff with his viscera.

The guide passerby felt his legs weak, and his body became weak. He lay down and hugged Kunpeng's neck tightly. Kunpeng shook his neck with great dissatisfaction. If this person had not been useful to the master, it would have thrown him off the cliff.

Under the cliff, there is another scenery. A clear stream in front of the cliff flows quietly. Beside the stream, there are colorful flowers.

There are several natural caves with the entrance facing the stream.

The head of the Situ family was still standing on Kunpeng's back, with a pair of sharp eyes shooting. Soon, he saw a pile of white bones by the stream. Next to the bones, there was a piece of high-quality white jade that had been thrown into three petals.

That piece of white jade was exactly what Yan'er wore.

"When will Yan'er be killed?" The head of the Situ family came down from Kunpeng's back and became ten years older in an instant. His body was shaking. Immediately someone stepped forward to support him and comforted him in a low voice: "Head of the family, I am so sorry!"

The guide's eyes flashed for a moment, worried that if he told the truth, he would be shot to death, but if he lies, he would probably die faster. He had to bite the bullet and say, "Ten days ago!"

The head of the Situ family shook his body again and murmured: "Ten days ago... Yan'er, I'm sorry for you! Yan'er, it was the Le Tyrant who deceived you that day! Dad will definitely avenge you..."

The head of the Situ family murmured, sometimes glaring indignantly, gritting his teeth, and sometimes sobbing.
Chapter completed!