My Endless Life

Meng Xingqian, whose body was somewhat blackened by the flames and smoke, sat on the stone platform outside the ruins, his face full of regret.

Li Qi frowned and asked:

"Young Master Wei, did you really fail to escape?"

"Brother... the explosion came from Brother's room... when I came out, there was fire everywhere... Brother he... he..."

Meng Xingqian clenched his fists, his voice choking.

Li Qi touched his chin and looked towards the direction of the ruins thinking secretly.

Wei Xiong was at least a master of the fourth rank of Xiantian, and ranked in the top ten of the Earth List.

With his strength, even if he really encountered an explosion or was in the flames, he should have a way to escape, at least he would not disappear like now.

So... was he faking his death?

Aren't there similar plots in martial arts novels, where martial arts masters who were thought to be dead are actually not dead, and they run out alive and well after a while... this kind of plot.

Not only Li Qi thought so, Zhong Yunxin also had the same idea as Li Qi.

Hearing Li Qi's conversation, Zhong Yunxin came over and said to Meng Xinggan:

"Why are you crying? Have you seen Wei Xiong's body? Did you see your senior brother buried in the sea of ​​fire with your own eyes? Since you didn't see anything, why are you crying here!"

Zhong Yunxin's tone was not polite at all.

But Meng Xinggan was not angry either. He looked up at Zhong Yunxin, and a little hope flashed in his eyes.

"Yes... Senior Zhong, you are right! Senior brother's body was not seen, so he should be fine! No... he must be fine!"

Meng Xinggan stood up and turned to face the ruins.

In the ruins, the disciples of Qiqiao Villa were collecting the bodies of the dead in the ruins.

With the accommodation records of the inn as a standard, it is easy to determine the number of travelers living in the courtyard area here.

There were a total of six people from the rivers and lakes who stayed in this area last night, including the maids and servants who were responsible for serving them, and the total number did not exceed 20.

During this period, many people had already fled when the fire broke out, and many heroes from the rivers and lakes ran away directly when they saw that the situation was not good.

Therefore, the number of people who died in the fire this time, including Wei Xiong mentioned by Meng Xingqian, was only seven.

Now Qiqiao Villa has found six charred bodies from the ruins, and only one has not been found.

Meng Xingqian's hope lies in this remaining body.

He hopes that Qiqiao Villa has not found this body, and that Wei Xiong is still alive.

It's a pity that his hope was shattered not long after it rose.

The disciples of Qiqiao Villa found a body that was burned to the bones in the center of the fire.

Next to him, there was the Dragon-falling Spear, the exclusive magic weapon of Longwu Pavilion, which had been smoked black.

That was the source of Wei Xiong's title, and it was also the sixteenth magic weapon in the Jianghu Strange Weapons List.

Seeing the spear is like seeing the person. When Meng Xingqian saw this spear, his heart was completely dead.

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A fire broke out in the town at the foot of Qiqiao Villa, and Wei Xiong, the Dragon-falling Spear of Longwu Pavilion, was buried in the fire.

This incident is a big deal in the whole martial arts world, and since Wei Xiong was burned to death on the territory of Qiqiao Villa, Qiqiao Villa must give an explanation to Longwu Pavilion no matter what.

Whether Wei Xiong was really burned to death or was he assassinated before he was burned to death, this matter must be investigated clearly.

Moreover, the explosion last night and the subsequent fire were so sudden and bizarre that it seemed that someone was involved in it.

Qiqiao Villa had to organize people to investigate, and at the same time, it had to gather all the relevant people who were present at the time to ask what happened that night.

The good martial arts style suddenly turned into a reasoning theater, and Li Qi didn't know how to complain.

However, while Qiqiao Villa sent people to investigate the truth, Li Qi found Huang Wanmian who came to the fire scene in advance to save people, and asked her:

"Have you checked Wei Xiong's body?"

"Yes."

"Is it Wei Xiong himself?"

Li Qi asked Huang Wanmian this key question.

Huang Wanmian is a genius in medicine and is familiar with the human body's meridians and bones, so he can also be used as a forensic doctor.

At least the body examined by Huang Wanmian has much more information than that of an ordinary coroner.

Huang Wanmian calmly replied: "I don't know."

"...I don't know?"

"I haven't seen Wei Xiong, so I can't judge the size of his skeleton. However, judging from the density of his bones, he is indeed a very young fourth-grade master."

Huang Wanmian made his own judgment.

Warriors can exercise their skin, flesh, tendons and bones after birth, and their bone hardness and density are much greater than those of ordinary people.

And when they reach the innate stage, the innate qi feeds back, and their own flesh and bones are more solid. It is said that after the death of the second-grade grandmaster, the bones of the corpse are like jade, and they are not affected by cold and heat, and they will not weather even if they are placed for a thousand years.

So based on the remaining skeleton, you can tell the cultivation level of that person before his death.

But then again, probably only the corpse of an innate master can preserve his own bones in such a fierce flame.

After all, that was the center of the flame, the place with the highest temperature. If it were an ordinary person, his bones would have turned to ashes long ago.

He was very young, a fourth-rank master, and with the strange weapon, the Dragon-falling Spear, next to the corpse, it was almost certain that the deceased was.

It was indeed very likely that he was Wei Xiong from the Dragon Martial Pavilion.

But perhaps because he has read too many similar novels and animations, Li Qi always feels that the more this is the case, the more likely Wei Xiong is not dead.

But reality requires logic. Even if Li Qi can be sure that Wei Xiong is not dead, he must find evidence.

Moreover, apart from Wei Xiong, there are not many young fourth-grade masters in the territory of the entire Qiqiao Villa.

And even if they are found, they have to find the young fourth-grade masters who are missing at the same time, so as to confirm that Wei Xiong may not be dead.

But at present, almost all the masters in Qiqiao Villa have been invited to the villa.

No one is missing, and no one has left early, and all the masters can match.

So unless a young fourth-grade master suddenly appears and dies in the fire as a substitute for Wei Xiong, the person who died can only be Wei Xiong.

"Tsk, this happened at this time."

Seeing that Wei Xiong's death has been concluded, Li Qi couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, Qiqiao Villa was in a turbulent time, and the six major sects visited together, which brought a lot of pressure to the villa.

As a result, the senior disciple of Longwu Pavilion died in the territory of Qiqiao Villa.

Now Qiqiao Villa is under more pressure, and it is unknown how Li Wenxin will deal with this matter.

Seeing Li Qi thinking hard, Huang Wanmian thought for a while and said:

"Wei Xiong may be dead."

"Why are you so sure?" Li Qi asked in surprise.

"I have the honor to see Longwu Pavilion's "Dragon City Art", whose skills will leave traces on the surface of bones, and there are traces of Longcheng Art on this body. Apart from the direct descendants of Longwu Pavilion, I can't think of anyone else who is qualified to practice Longcheng Art."

"So that's it..."

After hearing what Huang Wanmian said, Li Qi's doubts were put down a little.

If Longwu Pavilion's skills can really leave traces on human bones, then it is unlikely that this body is not Wei Xiong.

Hmm? Wait a minute...

Although Wei Xiong's identity has been confirmed, Li Qi began to wonder about something after listening to what Huang Wanmian said.

He asked Huang Wanmian with a strange look: "How do you know that Longwu Pavilion's skills will leave marks on bones?"

Huang Wanmian was silent for a while, and then turned around and asked:

"Do you want to know?"

"... No, I think it's better for me not to know."

Seeing the meaningful look in Huang Wanmian's eyes, Li Qi decisively admitted his defeat.

Whether Tianyi Valley got the corpse of Longwu Pavilion's master or they "assassinated" Longwu Pavilion's people through special channels for research, Li Qi didn't want to know.

Anyway, he now knows that Longwu Pavilion's masters have dense lines on their bones, and knowing this is enough.

"Aqi!"

Li Qi and Huang Wanmian had just finished their discussion when Li Qiao ran out at the right time.

She came to Li Qi, glanced at Huang Wanmian beside him, and then said to Li Qi:

"Aqi, Daddy asked you to come over."

"Yes, I know." Li Qi said, and bowed to Huang Wanmian and said: "Fairy Huang, I'm sorry to leave you."

"Yes."

Huang Wanmian nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Li Qi followed Li Qiao to the main hall. When he was a little further away from Huang Wanmian, Li Qiao asked Li Qi:

"Aqi, you and Fairy Huang..."

"Just ordinary friends, sister, don't think too much."

Li Qi and Li Qiao were in tune with each other, and it was easy to guess what Li Qiao was thinking, and he answered without thinking.

Li Qiao was slightly relieved when she heard this, and she smiled and said to Li Qi:

"That's good, I thought you and Fairy Huang were in that kind of relationship, after all, Fairy Huang seemed to care about you."

"It's just an illusion."

Li Qi responded softly.

But in fact, what Li Qiao said was not wrong.

Huang Wanmian did care about Li Qi, but this care was probably different from what Li Qiao thought.

Huang Wanmian cared about Li Qi's physique with all meridians connected, or more accurately, the "care" of a researcher who saw a valuable research body.

It was not something that men and women fell in love with.

And this was one of the reasons why Li Qi and Huang Wanmian were very comfortable getting along.

Compared to those troublesome love affairs, people like Huang Wanmian who approached Li Qi with a clear purpose would be much easier to deal with.

While talking with Li Qiao, the two had already arrived at the main hall of Qiqiao Villa.

Because they wanted to investigate the fire last night, Qiqiao Villa had controlled most of the relevant personnel, and only a small number of masters with special identities were invited to the main hall by Li Wenxin.

So when Li Qi entered the main hall, he saw people from the six major sects.

Meng Xingqian, Master Liaoming, and Jiang Anyan from Shushan Dao.

Li Wenxin sat in the middle seat, and Zhong Yunxin sat below Li Wenxin's right hand, drinking tea leisurely. When she saw Li Qi coming over, she nodded slightly to Li Qi and then looked away.

The eyes of the others almost simultaneously turned to Li Qi at the door.