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I have to say that if the mastermind who secretly arranged this ambush was shocked by the two understatement of Jun Zeyu, he would definitely be very shocked and then he would start to be cautious.

Of course, the group of killers who assassinated Xueer and Luo Changfeng were not professional.

They are the killers dressed up by disciples of the Tiandong Rama Sect.

But in some ways, they are very professional.

Because their identity as disciples of the Tiandong Rama Sect is also false.

They come from the eighteenth level of purgatory in the Two Realms Mountains.

He is the lurker of the Demon Sect and its professionalism.

However, for these young people in the peach blossom forest of the Bodhi Academy, they naturally don’t know the whole story.

Jiang Manlou turned his back to everyone.

He was about to drink it for himself, but when Jun Zeyu's inference and conclusion, he was surprised at first and then a little doubt appeared on his drunken face.

He turned his head and was about to speak, but he heard the moon phase, which was much shorter than his peers, say, "It sounds very reasonable. But how do you determine whether those killers belong to the latter?

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Jiang Manlou nodded in agreement.

Then I poured myself a glass of wine and poured it down.

Luo Changfeng also looked at Jun Zeyu.

Jun Zeyu smiled: "Any killer must have a target that must be killed. As Changfeng said before, we all know that before these killers took action, the killer leader had a very good relationship with Changfeng.

Long conversation.”

Jun Zeyu looked at Luo Changfeng and continued: "Let me ask, will a real professional killer say so much nonsense before killing people? Of course, I didn't say that Changfeng and the killer's conversation also had the content.

It's nonsense, I don't mean to just talk about things."

Jiang Manlou sprayed a mouthful of wine on the peach blossom tree in front of him, and the peach blossoms were flying.

The moon phase flashed with eyes, pretending to be unable to hear anything.

Chongyang was still indifferent, and Nancy Han coughed softly twice.

"Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black. I have been with that guy Jiang Manlou for a long time, but I didn't expect that even you will become so naughty." Luo Changfeng's hand holding chopsticks suddenly paused.

But he chuckled after only a moment.

Jiang Manlou once again squirted out the wine that was poured into his mouth.

The peach blossoms on the peach blossom tree in front of him that were closest to his face have all withered.

"Why are you pulling me back to me again?" Jiang Manlou pointed at his nose and looked at Luo Changfeng, and found that Luo Changfeng ignored him, so he stared at Jun Zeyu with his eyes.

"Get back to the point." Luo Changfeng said.

"Okay, let's get back to the point." Jun Zeyu continued to fan the falling peach blossoms with the folding fan in his hand.

"Actually, the most important thing is that the group of killers are fighting with you from beginning to end. Since they said that their goal is Xueer, what reason is there no killer thinking about taking the lead in the fight?

The goal of this mission? And as you said, the killer leader stood with his hands behind his back from the beginning. He could take advantage of the fact that you were surrounded by a group attack and had no time to care about Xueer's safety.

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Jun Zeyu closed the fan and looked up at Luo Changfeng and said, "But he didn't."

Luo Changfeng fell into deep thought.

From the beginning when he encountered the assassination, he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say that feeling.

Now that I think about it, maybe the direction he was thinking was wrong at the original origin.

Those who killed Xue'er were not killers at all! Or they were not professional killers at all!

After figuring out the key point, Luo Changfeng recalled the attack and assassination again, and began to vaguely feel that those people were not just unprofessional killers, but more like a group of young children growing up.

For example, the academy students in the academy, such as the children of some big families in the world, such as the younger generation of disciples like the Eight Hundred Sect of Tiandong...

The silence did not last long before being interrupted by the moon phase: "Maybe, the real target of those killers is not Xue'er but Brother Changfeng?"

Jun Zeyu shook her head: "A killer has no need to lie when killing people."

Jiang Manlou poured wine for himself and found that the wine pot was empty without realizing it.

He frowned, feeling that he didn't seem to drink much, so why did the wine pot get empty so quickly?

Looking at the withered peach blossoms in front of him, he realized with a little embarrassment that most of the wine was sprayed out by himself.

Back to the seat.

Jiang Manlou touched another pot of wine and said, "The boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. Since I have been investigating for so long, why waste this great after-school time? Why not talk about Dayan, who has had a serious fuss recently.

The empire was once the leader of Yan Lingwei and the leader of Luo Ling, the leader of Luohe County.

Jiang Manlou inadvertently raised another topic.

A very sensitive and heavy topic.

Then he continued to drink his own wine as if nothing had happened.

Luo Changfeng's hand holding chopsticks shook, and the food he picked fell into the plate again.

He felt like a huge rock that was falling from his heart, and it sank like a thousand kilograms.

The sinking force suddenly pulled the heart tightly.

The heart-wrenching pain made his brows frown.

His face paled in an instant.

Jun Zeyu did not notice the change in Luo Changfeng's expression, and naturally did not notice the nervousness of Luo Changfeng at that moment. His eyes were looking at Jiang Manlou inadvertently, and he was wondering whether this guy was really drunk.

Still pretending to be drunk, he wondered whether this guy accidentally mentioned the most sensitive and controversial topic that the entire academy is talking about now, or the intentionality that is unintentional.

Even Chongyang, who has never spoken much, and Nancy Han, who is extremely cold, seem to be interested in this topic.

"The truth about Luo Ling's death?"

Luo Changfeng put down his chopsticks and his hands retracted inadvertently into his sleeves.

He endured the pain in his heart.

The hands in the sleeves clenched their fists and the veins bulged.

He also asked as if he was unrelated to him.

"What's wrong? You won't know yet, right?" Yuexian asked incrediblely, blinking his bright eyes.

"He stayed in the Forgetful River all day and had long become a person who escaped from the world in the Sichuan language. It was strange to know these things." Jiang Manlou said.

Luo Changfeng's eyes were covered with a hint of blood.

I don’t know if it’s because the injury has not been healed or why.

In short, the look at Jiang Manlou made Jiang Manlou feel a little frightened.

Jiang Manlou simply took advantage of the alcohol to drink and savage the truth about Luo Ling's death investigated by the Great Yan Empire, and told them together with the ins and outs of the Eight Hundred Sects of the Tiandong and the Great Yan Empire in recent days.

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Luo Changfeng listened very seriously.

I remembered everything in my mind without missing a word.

"Yan Bailou investigated the truth about Luo Ling's whereabouts after the Luo family was destroyed, and it actually fell into the hands of the twelve stars of Tiandong."

"It is very likely that Luo Ling's map of the country and mountains has also fallen into Tiandong."

"But Tiandong doesn't agree with this account."

"For this truth, Tianjixing only replied to four words, which is more obvious."

“This matter is getting more and more confusing.”

"No one knows whether the facts investigated by Yan Bailou are the truth, or is it just a means of Yan Bailou's revenge on the Eight Hundred Sects to bring back the old things."

"After all, the bloody sun in Bailou Gate was provoked by the head of the Eight Hundred Sects..."

Luo Changfeng began to cough.

Then the cough became more and more intense.

He coughed blood from his palm.

"Are you okay?" Yuexian thought Luo Changfeng had touched his injuries again.

"Your injury has not been cured yet?" Jiang Manlou also asked with concern.

"I think I'd better go back and rest first." Jun Zeyu stood up and wanted to support Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng waved his hand and signaled that he was fine.

He stood up and said goodbye to Jiang Manlou and the others.

He lowered his head and still coughed constantly.

He didn't look at the road ahead.

A peach blossom tree stood in front of him.

He slowly raised his head.

A chill was transmitted from the blood-red eye sockets.

Then the peach blossoms on the peach tree in front of me were flying all over the sky in amazement...

(Grandpa passed away. I had been busy for three or four days and basically didn't have a good meal. Now my stomach is still empty and my head is dizzy. I rushed back in the early morning yesterday, slept for a while and then resumed the update. The missing chapters

I will find time to make up for it. This book should be about to be released, and the genuine version is in Zongheng. I hope everyone can support it. The Dead is like this and the last chapter is finished. The new volume is completed.

, Our Changfeng will grow, the grievances in the big world will continue to escalate, and there are many characters that will appear one by one. If you need to add characters, you can leave a message in Zongheng Book Review, and I will reply as appropriate, thank you.)