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Chapter 8 Juxian Hall, Fog, Doubt

Hearing Jiang Chendong's words, the expressions of Ling Tianhe and Lu Wencang became even uglier.

If so.

The other party may be warning them.

"First make arrangements for Song Yuan's family. Tomorrow I will meet with Su Chen and find out what he has to say."

Ling Tianhe ordered.

The next morning.

There is still a drizzle in the sky, and the drizzle is like smoke and dust, covering Qingcheng.

But the news that Song Yuan, one of the eighteen stewards of the Golden Wind and Rain Building, was killed in the courtyard spread quickly.

In the city, a tower building.

This tower building has nine floors and can be said to be the tallest building in Qingcheng.

Being able to own this tallest building shows that it must have an extraordinary status in this city of Qing.

This is the Juxian Hall ranked second among the five major forces in Qingcheng.

At this time, an old man in a yellow robe was above the tower, looking at the drizzle outside.

Beside him stood a man in a blue shirt.

"Zhenyuan, it's very rare for Qingcheng to have such a drizzle, it's really rare!"

When the yellow-robed old man spoke, he took a deep breath.

It seems to be absorbing the moisture brought by the drizzle.

The old man in yellow robe is Ximen Muye, the main hall master of Juxian Hall, and the man beside him is one of the five great hall masters of Juxian Hall [Thunderbolt Hunyuan Hand] Qin Zhenyuan.

He is also the eldest disciple of the yellow-robed old man.

"It's rare. Our borderlands are already dry, and such weather rarely occurs!"

"However, Master, although Xiaoyu is very good, Qingcheng is currently in turmoil. Song Yuan, the steward of the Golden Wind and Xiaoyu Building, I got the news that he died under the hands of a master who practiced cold attribute kung fu. .”

"I originally thought that we could use the help of Su Meng to die in vain. How about our Juxiantang taking the Golden Wind and Little Rain Building and surpassing the Leitang of the Lei family in one fell swoop?"

"It seems that I still can't move!"

Qin Zhenyuan said in a hateful voice.

"Don't be impetuous when doing anything. Opportunities are waiting."

"What do you think of the news about the fifth-grade lotus platform coming out of the black market?"

Ximen Muye said.

"Before, I felt that the news was a bit false, but today it was reported that Song Yuan was killed. I feel that Su Mengbai's death may really have something to do with the fifth-rank lotus platform."

Qin Zhenyuan said.

"Then help me analyze it. In the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, who knows this fifth-grade lotus platform."

when speaking.

That Simon Muye turned around and entered the house.

In the house at this time.

A beautiful woman with a good figure is making tea quietly.

A smell of tea filled the room.

Seeing Ximen Muye enter the house, the woman brought a cup of freshly brewed tea to Ximen Muye.

"Zhenyuan, I just got some good tea from Jiangnan, Jinfengyulu tea! This kind of tea is not available in Qingcheng!"

"Give Zhenyuan a cup too!"

Ximen Muye said.

"Master, this disciple is not interested in tea, if there is wine, I would like it!"

"Master just asked me, now who may know the whereabouts of the fifth-grade lotus platform, I think Su Chen may know."

Qin Zhenyuan said.

"Tell me, why did he know about it? Not Su Mengbai's wife!"

Ximen Muye sat on the sandalwood chair, looked at Qin Zhenyuan and said.

"First, Su Chen returned to the Golden Wind and Rain Tower after Su Mengbai's death. The timing is a bit coincidental. He should have not arrived in Qingcheng when he received the news normally!"

"So Su Chen should have come back early, maybe Su Mengbai asked him to come back,"

"This Su Chen's talent is not high, and he is just an ordinary disciple in Shanhe Sect. The fifth-grade lotus platform may be prepared by Su Mengbai for Su Chen."

"The second is that I have been paying attention to Su Chen for the past few days. Judging from his performance, there is no anxiety or uneasiness at all!"

"This is extremely unreasonable. If he has strength, it is completely impossible. If he is so calm without strength, it means that there is something in him, and he thinks that no one will touch him!"

Qin Zhenyuan said seriously.

"Your analysis makes sense, but you missed a little bit."

"Since Su Chen has no strength, it is useless even if he has a hole card, because the world respects strength."

"The opponent can kill Su Mengbai and take down Su Chen, isn't it very simple?"

Ximen Muye said softly.

Hearing Ximen Muye's words, Qin Zhenyuan frowned.

He ignored the most important piece of information.

Su Chen is like an ant in his eyes, so it is also in the eyes of others.

The ants were crushed to death.

But he didn't do anything to the ants.

This is totally unreasonable.

"Master, you are saying that someone is setting up a trap!"

Qin Zhenyuan said with a flash of light in his mind.

"It should be, your side is just investigating, don't participate for now, so as not to set fire to our Juxian Hall!"

Simon Muye ordered.

"Disciple understands!"

Qin Zhenyuan replied.

"Go down, stare at the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, don't let go of any details!"

"As long as we find an opportunity, we still have to win the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower!"

Simon Muye said.

"Master, the disciples leave first!"

After saying Qin Zhenyuan's salute, he left the room.

"Who the hell is planning this thing? But the news about the fifth-grade lotus platform should be true!"

"If it's not true, it shouldn't be able to attract the master to come, but why did he kill Song Yuan?"

"Are you warning others or intimidating them?"

Ximen Muye took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice.

here

When Su Chen got up early in the morning, the butler, Forbe, was already waiting outside Su Chen.

Seeing Su Chen coming out of the wing, Uncle Fu stepped forward and said, "Young Master, Manager Song Yuan was killed, Deputy Director Ling and the others are waiting for you in the hall!"

"What, Guanshi Song was killed!"

Su Chen pretended to be surprised and asked.

"Yes, regarding Guanshi Song's corpse, I investigated it last night. He died under the hands of a master who practiced the cold attribute.

Forber will inform Su Chen of the news.

"Directly freeze and shatter Guanshi Song's heart! Such strength?"

Su Chen was startled, and asked with a changed expression.

"Yes, the person who came here is very powerful. I guess even the deputy master Ling is not an opponent."

"Young Master, let's go to see Deputy Landlord Ling first, he has more information!"

Forber said.

After a while.

Su Chen came outside the hall.

In the hall, not only stood Ling Tianhe, but also seventeen other stewards. They all followed Ling Tianhe to the Su residence after they got the news that Song Yuan had been killed.

They were talking at this moment, and there was worry in their words.

When Su Chen stepped into the hall.

Those who were discussing all paused and bowed slightly to Su Chen.

"Meet the landlord!"

"You don't need to be too polite. I have already received information about Song Yuan. This matter is extraordinary. Deputy landlord Ling, Steward Song has been following you. You have full power to investigate this matter. I hope that within three days, you can Find out some clues!"

Su Chen attacked Ling Tianhe's army first.

Song Yuan was promoted by Ling Tianhe to become a steward, so it can be said that he is from Ling Tianhe.

Now that Song Yuan is dead, of course it should be Ling Tianhe to investigate.

Ling Tianhe couldn't evade it at all.

Hear Su Chen's words.

Ling Tianhe was a little dazed, he hadn't spoken yet, but Su Chen ordered him to investigate the matter first, and gave him three days.

"Don't worry, the landlord, I will find out the result as soon as possible."

The Ling Tian River can only continue.

His heart sank, Su Chen's performance today made him a little apprehensive.

A suspicion also arose.

(end of this chapter)