"Shut up... throw it out..." A cold statement scared Ning Yuan and Xiyuan...

They knew she was angry and irritated...

"Lei Ming, let's go... Let's go see the emperor first!" Xiyuan quickly pulled Lei Ming, who had not been reflected, to evacuate the edge of his anger.

Wait for the thunder to come and shout

"Xiyuan, you useless thing, have you forgotten who your master after two years of leaving the emperor? You were actually instructed by a woman like this.

You actually pulled me away. I, Lei Ming, have never been so cowardly in my life. Hey, Xiyuan, please let me go... you let me go..."

The voice became farther and farther away, and the woman in black glanced at the corpse on the ground and Ning Yuan kneeled on the ground

Frown slightly

"There is gold rising under the man's knees!" He said that, and found a free space and sat down, nodded, "Tell me, what have you done in so many days?"

"Yes, master!" Ning Yuan stood up, took the corpse on the ground and gently put it on the dissection table to clean it up, and then found a place to face the master, talking about what he had done in the past few days...

There are no obvious death characteristics on the corpse, nor any wounds, and they are all very peaceful. They seem to die in a dream of beauty, so peaceful...

After Ning Yuan arrived, he wiped the body with rice vinegar and left it for a while to check if there were any hidden scars on his body. After not found, he began to dissect the body. There was no obvious strange food in the stomach of the deceased.

Not poisoning, because there is no sign of poisoning...

No, Ning Yuan had to re-revise carefully again and again. The repeated examinations were helpless but no discovery was found. As more and more corpses were sent, Ning Yuan panicked. How much he hoped that the master could be by his side.

But I was afraid that my master would be disappointed, so I stayed up and never left at the charity village...

Eat, drink, defecation and sedation are solved in the charity village

After listening to Ning Yuan's narration, the woman in black gently took off the tent she wore on her head, took it down and placed it on one side

A very petite face appeared, and there seemed to be red marks on the fair skin

There was no emotion on that petite face, and there was no glory in his eyes, just like the corpse lying in the chariot, deadly.

The hair on the head covered most of the face, and the wind rose, blew away the hair on the face of the woman in black. Under the moonlight, you will find that the petite and lovely face had a crescent-like scar on the forehead...

If there was no such scar, even though his face was not stunning, it would be considered as delicate and charming.
Chapter completed!