Demoness, Where Are You Fleeing To?

Ten miles from Jinling to Qinhuai, there is the Moon Tower.

Li Xuan was woken up early in the morning by a violent knock on the door, and then the hangover sequelae came one after another. His stomach was churning, his limbs were tired and weak, and his head felt like there were a thousand gongs and drums ringing, giving Li Xuan a headache. Almost bursting.

At this moment, he forgot who he was and subconsciously fumbled for his phone on the bedside and body. It wasn't until a few seconds later that Li Xuan remembered that there was no such thing as a mobile phone in this world, and he was no longer in that modern world.

His current identity is Li Xuan and Li Qianzhi, the second son of Prince Chengyi of the Jin Dynasty. Today is the tenth day since he came to this world.

"Qianzhi!"

The banging on the door from outside became more intense, and at the same time a loud voice came in: "How long are you going to sleep? If you don't go back, your father will punish you by kneeling in the ancestral hall if he finds out."

Li Xuan's heart trembled, and then he got up extremely quickly. He didn't even bother to wash up. He hurriedly arranged his clothes a few times and quickly pushed the door open and walked out.

Waiting outside the door were his two former friends, Zhang Yue and Zhang Taishan, the second son of Uncle Huaiyuan, and Peng Fulai, the eldest son of the wealthy Peng family in Yangzhou. The former is eight feet tall, has a powerful and masculine appearance, and is extremely strong with extremely strong tendon muscles all over his body.

The latter is a fat little man less than 1.6 meters tall. His whole body is covered in fat and he moves like a rolling ball of meat.

The two of them were obviously startled by Li Xuan, who was as pale as paper. Zhang Taishan took a closer look at him, and then sneered: "If I hadn't known that no one was in your room last night, I would have thought you had *** *It’s over.”

"roll!"

Li Xuan cursed angrily, then weakly pressed his fingers on his brain: "Don't mess with me. I accidentally drank too much yellow soup and I have a headache."

"But why did you drink so much?"

Peng Fulai asked with a smile like Maitreya Buddha: "We finally came out here just to sleep with women? But you are good, yesterday you only focused on drinking. Where can you not drink this wine? I saw two girls yesterday I can’t wait to turn my back on you.”

It wasn't there before, but recently Li Xuan seems to have completely grown up. His facial features have become more handsome, and he has a bit more elegance that comes from nowhere. His speech and conversation have also become gentle, humorous and interesting.

When Li Xuan heard this, he smiled awkwardly and made no excuse.

He is a pure and innocent man in the new era, how can he stand the fireworks? There is no way he would be interested in the women in this place.

If he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to act too unusual after traveling through time, he wouldn't have wanted to follow him.

Li Xuan originally made up his mind to pretend to be drunk, but after three bowls of wine, he remembered everything about his past in that era, and then he couldn't help but drink to drown his sorrows.

It's also because the alcohol content in this world is too low, so you can get high if you don't pay attention.

Zhang Taishan looked at him with disdain, "In the final analysis, you are still too weak!"

He patted his chest and said with a red face: "Look at me, after nine times in one night, I'm still alive and kicking."

Peng Fulai also smiled: "I am slightly inferior, only seven times a night."

He paused for a moment before smacking his lips with a sense of aftertaste: "Our family's Wei Xingshou, you may not think that she is thin and frail, like a weak willow supporting the wind, but her clothes are unexpectedly full of material and slim and fit. It’s plump and well-proportioned, and overall it feels great in the hand, greatly increasing my combat power!”

Li Xuan looked disgusted: "Okay, don't brag about me here. If you don't want to be beaten, leave quickly."

When they said this, they had already descended to the second floor of the 'Lanyue Tower'.

It was at this time that the three of them looked slightly startled, and saw a large number of government officials suddenly swarming outside the window bars, blocking the inside and outside of the Moon Building.

There were also several dissatisfied prostitutes who were beaten with bloody wounds by the scabbards of these government officials, which also caused the girls in the building to scream.

"what happened?"

"Who in the building committed the crime? Or is it hiding a gangster?"

Li Xuan was equally astonished. As far as he knew, the background of the Lanyue Tower was very profound, and no one from the government would dare to disturb it. Have these Yingtian Mansion officials taken the courage of a leopard today?

But then he saw a donkey cart pulling a coffin behind these government officials.

In front of the donkey cart was a middle-aged knight wearing a purple hunting suit, a black cloak, and a scar on his face. This man glanced up and down at Lan Yue Tower, especially after seeing Li Xuan, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he dismounted and strode into the lobby of Lan Yue Tower.

At this time, a policeman was already shouting loudly in the building: "Who is the madam? Get out of here! Everyone in the building, etc., hurry to the lobby. We are handling the case under the orders of Tianfu Yamen. If you have anything to ask, Wait."

Li Xuan and the two people next to him looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of sadness on each other's faces. Their methods of leaving the house are very irregular. If they delay here for too long, they will inevitably end up in a miserable state.

"Why don't we just break out?" Zhang Taishan had a bad idea.

Li Xuan refused directly: "What are you trying to break in? The purple-robed chief arrester is Situ Zhong, who is known for his short temper. If we really dare to break in, he will never finish us off."

In the end, Zhang Taishan and Peng Fulai had no choice but to accompany Li Xuan to the lobby of Lanyue Tower. Shortly after, the coffin on the donkey cart was also carried in.

The coffin had no lid, and the scene inside made many people present involuntarily step back. Only a few strong men in servant clothes remained standing still with pale faces.

Li Xuan also glanced inside the coffin. When he saw a swollen figure inside, he was stunned for a moment.

Although the corpse's face was bloated and disfigured, he still recognized it. It was Cui Hongshu, the youngest son of Princess Boping, one of the famous dandies in Nanzhili, and his former rival.

"About half an hour ago, Huafang reported the case. They found this person's body two hundred feet downstream from Lanyue Tower. After identification, this person was Cui Hongshu, the son of Boling scholar."

Situ Zhong had already sat down in front of a round table with a golden sword: "Someone witnessed Cui Hongshu entering Lanyue Tower last night. I want to know if this is true? When did he leave?"

"Sir, Mr. Cui drank in our Lanyue Building last night until midnight. Because it was too late, he stayed in the building overnight." That was the madam of Lanyue Building, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Her face was also extremely ugly. : "I arranged for him a private room D on the fourth floor."

Situ Zhong nodded slightly: "Then did he conflict with anyone in the building? Or encountered any enemies?"

The madam's breath froze and she glanced at Li Xuan covertly.

Li Xuan was also very surprised. Under normal circumstances, Situ Zhong, as a veteran detective, should not ask this question, unless he already knew the identity of the murderer. This suddenly made him feel something bad. premonition.

At this time, a servant with a sword on his back stood up and pointed at Li Xuan angrily: "Captain Situ, our young master has always had a grudge against Li Xuan. He also had a verbal conflict with Li Xuan in the building last night."

Situ Zhong immediately raised his eyebrows and locked his eyes on Li Xuan.

“After Li Lexing, the ‘Yihan Divine Sword’ who once froze the Huaihe River for three hundred miles with a single blow, Li Xuan, the second son of Uncle Cheng?

May I ask where you were when you were ugly last night? Is there any witness? besides--"

His eyes became as cold as a knife: "Our co-worker also found light red palm marks on his body, which are suspected to have been injured by cold-type palm techniques. How should you explain it?"

Before Situ Zhong finished speaking, the crowd gathered in the hall was already in an uproar. Next to them, Zhang Taishan and Peng Fulai looked at Li Xuan with astonishment in their eyes, and the pale-faced servants also glared at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan was even more confused for a while. The ancestral martial arts of the Chengyi Mansion, the 'Han Xi Lie Palm', was one of the famous cold palm techniques in the world. It was passed down from son to son, not from daughter to daughter. It was unique.

Chou time converted to modern time is from 1 am to 3 am. But at eleven o'clock last night, he was already drunk and unconscious.

"You can't answer, can you?"

Situ Zhong's voice was like thunder: "Get it for me!"