Warlord of Chaos

The thirty-two chapter mysterious murderer

Han Jin and others rode the horses to the public cemetery in the Chengdong District, and the young aristocrats also unloaded a horse from the carriage, following Han Jin and Lang Ning.

“Why wait for me?” Han Jin asked softly.

The young aristocrat had already thought a lot of wording, but after he collided with Han Jin’s line of sight, he somehow panicked. He temporarily decided not to follow the original plan, but said the fact: "Adult, actually I was yesterday. I saw you, and there was Miss Elena."

"Oh."

"I saw you coming out of Elma's house with Miss Elena. I think your relationship with Elma must be very close, so...so..." The young aristocrat became swallowed, he didn't know What should I say, hesitated for a moment, continued: "I had some unpleasant things with Elma. If Elma had a chance, then I would probably be unlucky, so... I want to go with Ayr first. I can contact you, even if I apologize and apologize, as long as he does not hate me."

"What is unpleasant?" asked Han Jin.

"My father had a good personal relationship with Elma before I was alive. I also got a lot of help. Later...Dysmark adults will deal with the Morgan Chamber of Commerce. Elma will find me and want me to help the adults of Desmark. Appreciation." The young aristocrat sighed: "Adult, I am just a sheriff in a district. I am not qualified to plead with the adults of Desmark! If I really go, not only does it help, but it may also take my family. I lost it, and finally, I refused Elma."

"Oh, then?"

“Elma was very angry at the time and threw the glass over.” The young nobleman stroked his forehead and smiled bitterly: “I broke my head all at once, and now there are scars, if I frown. The scar will become very clear."

"You didn't retaliate against him?"

"Revenge?" The face of the young aristocrat became more and more bitter: "After all, he helped me a lot, and it was my elder, and I hit it."

Lang Ning turned his head and smiled at the young aristocrat. At that time, Desmark was going to deal with the Morgan Business Group, and Elma hit him again. He didn’t fall into the rocks, and the quality was not bad. Since it was played with a wine glass. There must be others next to him, so he could not lie or dare to lie.

"When are you going to find Elma?"

"That was yesterday, you and Miss Elena have just gone."

"Are you apologizing?"

“Which chance to apologize?” the young aristocrat said helplessly: “I just saw Elma, he just blew me out.”

"What should have happened later?" Han Jin said faintly: "These are not enough to explain why you have been waiting for me here."

The young nobleman hesitated for a moment and finally said: "After I go home, the more I want to be afraid, the more you are the owner of the Holy City, and Elma has gained your trust. If Elma wants to avenge me, I have no The way to resist, and later... I thought for a long time, decided to let a friend of mine... Well, he was an eighth-order thief, let him sneak into Elma’s home."

"And then?" Han Jin brows a pick.

"Adult, I have absolutely no other meaning." The young aristocrat turned pale and nervously said: "I just want my friend to warn Elma. I don't lack the courage to do the same, if he really wants to deal with it. I, then I will fight with him."

"I know." Han Jin smiled and said: "You already know about Alma's death? If you really want to do something, you should try to erase the traces you left. It can appear here, on the one hand, You really have a clear conscience, on the other hand, you want to seize the opportunity, isn't it?"

The young nobleman looked awkward and sighed for a long time, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and smiled bitterly: "Adult, you are really..."

"Well, let's say, what happened behind?" Han Jindao.

"Last night, Elma's mood was very abnormal, laughing a little later, crying a little while, and still said that he was saved, saying that he finally waited for this day. My friend lurked for a long time and never found a place with Elma. The opportunity, until midnight, Elma is ready to rest, my friend just wants to get close to Elma, but suddenly hears Elma making a short scream." The young aristocrat said solemnly: "My My friend was very scared. At that time, Elma had extinguished the magic light. He could not see the scene in the room, but he sensed an extremely ferocious and **** atmosphere. Adults, I know my friends very well. His courage has always been Very big, can scare him like that, prove that the murderer who killed Elma must be a very terrible strong!"

Han Jin is silent, is there anything ulterior secret to the Morgan Chamber of Commerce?

"Adult, this is not the most important thing." The young aristocrat said: "Last night, Elma was resting in a small room. When he was killed, although the screams were short and not loud. But I believe that that little sister can certainly hear clearly, but... the embarrassment of the family of Elma today, Elma turned out to be a violent death."

"What is your name?" Han Jin suddenly said.

"Schumann, adult, my name is Schumann." The young nobleman showed a look of surprise and joy.

"Congratulations to you." Lang Ning turned and smiled and said: "You have seized the opportunity."

"Lang Ning adults, please take care of them in the future." The young aristocrats were very excited.

"Do you know me?" Lang Ning was slightly surprised.

"Of course, I have seen you at the banquet. Although you just drank a glass of wine, you left in a hurry. However, my memory has been very good, so I remember very clearly."

"I think of a word, the opportunity is always willing to favor those who are prepared." Han Jin said faintly, then one finger forward: "Is there a graveyard?"

"Yes, adults." Schumann urged the horse to rush to the past. Several escort-dressed men jumped out of the trees around the cemetery and greeted Schumann.

"How is it?" Schumann asked loudly.

"Young Master, the burial ceremony has long been completed, and now it has been buried." A big man replied while looking at Han Jin and Lang Ning.

"Adult, we are one step late, what should we do?" Schumann asked back.

"Go in and say." Han Jin also jumped off the horse.

The cemetery looks very quiet. Almost a dozen people are standing in front of a new grave. They are divided into four groups. They all look like immediate relatives, because each group is headed by a middle-aged woman and stands from their age. The analysis of the posture should be the child of the middle-aged woman, but outside the four groups of people, a young woman is excluded and seems lonely.

"The woman is the little singer of Elma, called Ruo La, who has been married to her in the previous year. She has never been born after marriage." Schumann whispered.

The people who were holding the funeral saw a group of people coming over and stunned. In fact, Han Jin and Lang Ning’s looks were very dull, and Schumann’s sorcerer was silent, but Schumann’s guards looked up one by one. Murderous, they know their mission, and know what their young masters are waiting for, can work with the high-ranking lords, they can not bear this glory, in plain words, they are not excited, but excited.

Han Jin looked at the new grave that had just been completed, and turned a half circle. He said faintly: "Digging."

Han Jin gave orders to the generals of the Rapids. Although they did not think that Lang Ning would defy the order, they would have to wait until Langing made the statement before they would act because they were regular soldiers, but those guards would be different. Han Jin’s voice just fell, and did not wait for Schumann’s opening. The guards rushed up and slammed up. The posture of 'seeing death is not only frightened by several underage children, but also scared a gravekeeper. Have to sit down to the ground.

Then, the guards grabbed the shovel from the hands of several grave guards, and they dig up the graves with strength. The relatives of Elma stunned for a moment, and the group broke out, crying and screaming, several men. Some of the children picked up stones from the ground, and some of them rushed over.

"Bold!" The leaders of the guards pulled out their swords and screamed at the backhand. Other guards without tools also pulled out their weapons and stared at the crowd fiercely.

In the **** cleaning of the Morgan Group by Desmark, Elma managed to save his life. In order to avoid the suspicion, he did not even hire a guard. The main force of the battle in the crowd was left with a group of children. The two old servants, seeing the guards’ arrogance, were all stunned, and even the crying of the children did not know when they disappeared silently.

"You guys! You want to marry the dead!" The priest who had just hosted the funeral was so disgusted that he then lifted his scepter.

The priests in the Holy See are equally strict, according to the level of magic, divided into auxiliary sacrifices, priests, bishops, cardinals and archbishops. They are divided into two categories from the nature of work, one is the battle priest, the other is the priest, Jedice Belonging to the former, the main responsibility of the combat priest is to protect the Holy See, and the main responsibility of the pastor is to spread the glory of God. The gap between the two strengths can be imagined.

The priest’s magic was only half sung, and it was surrounded by the guards. Fortunately, in the absence of Han Jin’s command, they dared not do too much, only to push the priest to the ground, and then a punch and kick. .

"Stop! Give me a hand!" Schumann violently thundered.

The guards looked up and saw Schumann's face blue, and they couldn't help but be there.

"Schumann, if you really want to make a difference, you must at least have the ability to constrain your hands." Han Jin said faintly: "Remember, I am not a dissmark."

"I understand, adults." Schumann only felt that his chest was inflated. After talking on the road, he should be able to get some points, and the performance of the guards must be deducted a lot, but now it is not He scolded his chances, he could only bear it first.

"The villain! You are this villain..." The priest climbed up from the ground and screamed in a trembling voice. He had been beaten and bruised. This humiliation made him unable to bear, and he took out a magic scroll. However, his hands were shaking so badly that he had been groping for a long time and could not open the magic scroll. If he was replaced by an enemy, he was estimated to have been killed hundreds of times.

The look of the guards changed. They wanted to rush to block, but they didn’t dare to let the other party release the magic. They were scared. They went back and forth, and then slammed away. It’s better to die. Everyone is gone.

For a long time, the priest finally shook the magic scroll in the waiting of everyone, and slammed it out. Then the magic scroll turned into a white light that rushed into the sky. After flying to the sky, it exploded in an umbrella. It is now dusk. The white light that exploded is particularly eye-catching, even if it is more than ten miles away.

"Oh... you insulted the messenger of God, this is your retribution!" The priest smiled sullenly, and he excused everything.

"Digging yours, what are you going to do?" Han Jin said coldly.

Several guards awake as if they were dreaming, and continue to work hard to dig up.

The time is not long, the hoof sounds are faintly heard outside, and the hoofs are getting louder and louder. Lang Ning is almost grown up in the military camp. I don’t have to look at it. I can only figure it out. The number of knights is in the hundred rides. about.

When the shadows of the knights broke into the cemetery, the priest shouted as he waved his scepter: "The warriors of God are these people! They smashed the peace of the deceased and insulted the dignity of the priests. Come, use you. The blood, to cleanse the sins here!"

The knights in the first row tidy up the knight guns and lined up. They rushed in the direction of Hanjin. The families of Elma fled to the outside with panic, lest they suffer the shackles of the fish.

Lang Ning couldn't help but frown. With the strength of Hanjin, there is no problem with self-protection, but it is difficult to avoid hurting people, and he is also angry. The holy crown city is the territory of Hanjin, even if something happens. Things should always be notified to the local garrison, and the big knights will be pulled out. What is going on? !

In fact, the teaching power and the royal power will always have various contradictions, and they can do nothing. The two sides must exercise restraint, compromise and mutual tolerance. As long as one party makes irrational behavior, the contradiction will immediately stimulate .

A sigh of sorrow flashed in Han Jin’s eyes, his body suddenly disappeared from the place, appeared in the middle of the cemetery, his right hand swayed, and a flaming sword was burned. Then he inserted the fire sword into the ground. In the middle, only a small half of the blade was left, and then he returned to the original place.

Although Han Jin did not say a word from beginning to end, all the light knights understood what this means. The position of the sword represents the boundary, and the cross-border person is at his own risk.

Unfortunately, they did not know Han Jin. Han Jinlian’s government affairs in the Holy Crown City were too lazy to interfere, let alone go to the Guangming Knights. Almost all the light knights regarded this warning as a provocation, and no one was provocative!

Han Jin looked at the grave that was gradually dug, but his eyes became colder and colder.

"Adults..." Lang Ning couldn't help but feel gratified. If he didn't come out with Han Jin today, this wave of situation must be brewed. He often contacts Hanjin, Guevara and others. Lang Ning found that whether it is The hearty and determined Guevara is also a calm and faint Jedisi, and Han Jin, who gives a sense of sunshine, has the same characteristics, that is, pride and conceit. Of course, this is not derogatory. It is an attitude that you want to come and that will come. It's hard to imagine that Han Jin will scream when he meets something. What kind of lord I am, how dare you do, and what can be called out is not really a strong, but a watchdog.

This kind of thing... can only come by me. It’s not a big deal to do a dog. Lang Ning reveals a helpless smile, and immediately screams and screams: “Great courage! Lord Rafael is here, what do you want to do? !"

"Adults..." suddenly screamed in the rush of the Knights of Light: "Stop!!"

The current word "Raphael" is more than just a dragonslayer. Han Jin, who killed Longcheng's elder Maxwell, is not too much to describe with Weizhen. The reason why Dragon City and Dragon Field are so powerful is that many of them have broken through the final barrier because of the superior dragons who mastered the magic of the dragon language.

What does the Longcheng elder represent? What can be said to kill such a strong person? The answer is already coming out!

Not only in the northeast region, as time goes by, the brilliant record set by the name 'Raphael' will spread around the mouth of the travellers. It will not take long for Nikola in the southwestern region to have Hearing, as to whether he would treat the other party as his most powerful enemy like Han Jin, it is his own business, and others cannot know.

There was a commotion in the rush of the Knights of the Light, and the horses were able to stand in the fire dragon swords, but the rushing came to an abrupt end, and they inevitably collided with each other and immediately became a mess.

A knight dressed in silver trenches emerged from the side, looked at the fire dragon sword, then jumped off the horse and strode to Han.

Going to the front, the knight took off his face, and Lang Ning saw that the other person was actually Oder, one of the three paladins. The heart suddenly slammed, and a priest was in distress, which led to the uprising. Paladin, some unbelievable! Is it true that the bright knights want to stand in the holy city, so have been waiting for this opportunity?

Odd swept the priest and bent down, then whispered, "Adult, what the **** is going on?"

"Misunderstanding." Han Jin faint back.

"Misunderstanding?" Odd's tone slightly improved. He looked at the priest again. The priest was beaten so badly that even the front teeth were knocked out. Is it just a misunderstanding?

"In fact, it is not a misunderstanding." Lang Ning said: "The guy has no eyes, and even the adult is a villain. It is still light to teach him a meal."

Odd frowned and his eyes turned cold to the priest.

"Odd adults, they... they are dying!" The priest was panicked.

The guards were still squeezing, and the coffin was faintly revealed below. Odd whispered: "Adult, what are they doing?"