Lin Bai's face couldn't help but look a little solemn.
It takes half a month to accurately find the real murderer from the intricate relationships in the imperial capital.
Is this easier said than done?
And now there are no clues.
I wonder what the real murderer’s goal is?
Did he want to hunt down the Holy Son for fun? Or did he originally intend to go against the Chu State and stir up trouble in the world of Chu State?
Or maybe there are other ulterior motives behind hunting the Holy Son.
Zuo Feiyu just died, and Changsun Hongxuan died again. Is this a coincidence, or did someone do it deliberately?
Why are the dead saint sons from the territory of Qitian Sect? Is someone deliberately targeting the territory of Qitian Sect, or is someone deliberately trying to provoke discord between the Chu State and the territory of Qitian Sect?
In the empty and quiet hall, Lin Bai was bowing, his face slightly condensed, and his eyes shining with a strange look.
"Is there anything you can do? Or what means?"
"Or...how do you plan to investigate this matter?"
Emperor Chu felt the pressure rising from Lin Bai's body and calmly asked him what he thought.
"No." Lin Bai looked calm and answered frankly: "There is no way, no clues, nothing, even I don't know where to start!"
"Since you have no choice, how dare you accept this emperor's appointment?" Emperor Chu frowned slightly, his expression slightly displeased, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of murderous intent filled the golden palace.
This murderous intent permeated the air, making the empty and quiet Golden Palace suddenly feel colder.
"Although I don't have any clues or clues at the moment, don't I still have half a month left? I should be able to find something."
Emperor Chu's coercion and murderous intent did not deter Lin Bai. He looked calm and answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.
Lin Baixin was helpless!
His Highness Prince Chen is only one step away from the rank. If he is punished for this matter and misses the throne, then Lin Bai's plan to go to the Tianquan World will inevitably be shelved.
Therefore, Lin Bai must find a way to tide over the difficulties for His Highness Prince Chen no matter what!
"Okay, then go ahead!"
"Lin Bai, if this matter is done well, I will reward you heavily. If you don't do it well, I will not let you off lightly!"
Emperor Chu's sudden change of conversation gave Lin Bai hope and despair.
Maybe this is the art of the emperor!
While you see hope, you also see despair.
Once done, there will be great rewards.
The heavy reward from Emperor Chu cannot be an ordinary thing, but must be a priceless treasure.
If you don't handle it well, you won't be lenient.
The Chu State's methods are well known to the warriors in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm, and the purgatory of the Zhaoxing Division is a nightmare for many warriors.
"Follow the order." Lin Bai agreed without asking what the reward was.
"Go down." Emperor Chu ordered.
Lin Bai bowed, his heart heavy, his face gloomy, his eyes sharp, he turned around and walked out of the golden palace step by step.
Arriving at the door, no one opened the closed door of the Golden Palace.
The eunuchs standing respectfully outside the door saw Lin Bai coming out and hurriedly stepped forward to lead Lin Bai out of the palace.
These eunuchs are very good at getting things done.
They knew very well that the warriors who could meet Emperor Chu must not be ordinary people.
Even for the Daluo Daoguo realm warrior elders from the five families and seven sects of the imperial capital, it is extremely difficult to meet Emperor Chu. But Emperor Chu summoned Tianshui Sect Lin Bai today, obviously he valued Lin Bai particularly.
Before your father-in-law sent Lin Bai to the palace gate, other young eunuchs led Lin Bai out of the palace.
Along the way, the little eunuch's face was full of flattering smiles. As he walked ahead, he smiled and greeted Lin Bai.
His eyes flashed with a cunning look, as if he was planning to get something out of Lin Bai's mouth.
Lin Bai had already seen through his thoughts, and after a few casual remarks, he stopped talking.
After several attempts, the young eunuch smiled and did not ask for trouble. After sending Lin Bai out of the palace, he stood up and left.
Walk out of the palace and come to the imperial capital.
The street market was crowded and lively.
There are many shops on both sides, and the waiters are smiling and greeting guests. There are many stalls on the roadside. Warriors from all over the demon world are selling strange and weird gadgets from various territories in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital. Many princes of the imperial capital are interested in this.
I am quite curious and would like to buy some, but many of them are not
Valuable gadgets.
Lin Bai, with a gloomy face and a gloomy mood, walked ahead through the crowded crowd in the Imperial Capital Market.
He didn't know where he wanted to go, so he just walked forward aimlessly.
His mind was running rapidly, connecting all the connections between Zuo Feiyu's death and Changsun Hongxuan's death, looking for subtle clues in them, trying to find a way to break the situation!
"Dead end!"
Lin Bai stood in the market, looking up to the sky and sighing, looking lonely.
Boom!
There was a thunderous thunder in the sky above the imperial capital, dark clouds gathered, and soon a light rain fell.
The natural light rain on this avenue penetrated the defensive array of the imperial capital and fell inside and outside the imperial capital. The warriors coming and going on the street used their spiritual power to turn into protection. The raindrops fell from the sky and landed three inches above their heads.
Separated by a layer of protection, I wanted to slide it down on both sides, along their shoulders, dripping
fell to the ground.
Everyone uses protective gear to avoid getting soaked in the rain.
But Lin Bai did not do this, and let the raindrops fall on his body, soaking his clothes all over.
Lin Bai was thinking and walking forward aimlessly.
Unknowingly, I walked around Mingyuefang.
It started to rain lightly in the imperial capital, and everyone used their spiritual protection. Only Lin Bai was soaked in the rain, which attracted special attention in the market.
The restaurant where Pan Qing and Zhang Linghu fought earlier was also restored to its original state by Tianji Pavilion.
In the restaurant, many warriors stood by the windows, admiring the rare drizzle in the imperial capital.
Zhang Linghu and several other old men were also there.
"It's him!"
Zhang Linghu suddenly shrank his eyes, revealing his brilliant light.
He glanced at the bustling street below, and saw a warrior who was unprotected and exposed to the wind and rain, walking helplessly in the street.
Zhang Linghu recognized at a glance that this person was Lin Bai, the holy son of the Tianshui Sect.
"Lin Bai!" Next to Zhang Linghu, another old man dressed in black robes raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise.
I saw this man. He was thin and tall, half a head taller than Zhang Linghu. He had long black and thick hair hanging down his back. His eyes were very bright, like a sharp sword, with sharp edges.
"What? Did you get knocked unconscious by my slap?" Zhang Linghu couldn't help but laugh mockingly when he saw Lin Bai's appearance. Thinking of Pan Qing again, a burst of anger appeared on his face. "Lin Bai obviously has something on his mind. He didn't know he was there.
What are you thinking about?" The old man dressed in black robes had a low voice, his eyes showed an abnormal color, and he licked his lips with a slightly excited look: "You can make the Holy Son of Tianshui Sect annoyed.
I would like to know what happened about the fire."
"How about arresting him and questioning him?" Zhang Linghu raised his eyebrows.
"Forget it, haven't you been beaten enough by Pan Qing?" The old man in black robe smiled bitterly, "I tell you, don't provoke Pan Qing, you are no match for him, and I am no match for him!"
"Hmph, if the prince is still here, how can I, Prince Hong's Palace, be afraid of the Tianshui Sect!" Zhang Linghu felt a little aggrieved.
At this time.
Their eyes fell on Lin Bai, but they saw a woman in white clothes walking towards the end of the street, holding an oil-paper umbrella. When they saw this woman, the faces of Zhang Linghu and the old man in black robes froze.