401, a wolf in human skin

The rain stopped and the clouds opened, and a bright rainbow was overhead. After the rainstorm, the flowers in the flowerbed that never bloomed seasonally were smeared with psychedelic brilliance. The flowers and leaves are as green as jasper, and the drunken red roses are like flames jumping in the wind, making the cold in white clothes more and more beautiful and refined.

A black tulip in the hand, the bud is pure black, and the slightly blooming petals are like black velvet, emitting a refreshing fragrance. A petal blew down with the wind and floated down to the dark purple petals of the golden-rimmed butterfly bush next to her, and her eyes fell, with a shy sweet smile on her face.

What she saw was flowers, but Han Jing thought about the scene of Yang Feng proposing in public, and her heart was drunk. In Hanjiazhuang, her heart flew to the Nanmo Branch Hall with Yang Feng.

The Xuanqi Temple suffered a heavy damage and is not suitable for a wedding now. Yang Feng first rushed back to the Nanmo Branch Hall to deal with affairs, and then he coaxed 18 dragons to take them back for resettlement. Han Jing also had to stay in Hanjiazhuang to refine ice flame elixir. After only half a month, she felt like not seeing each other for three autumns.

Last night, Yushan returned to Minghai with the ancestor of the Han family in the early morning because his grandfather personally accompanied him to Hanjiazhuang. The father also took his eldest son and grandson and the clan of Xiaohanshan to the devil's sea. The second brother and third brother turned around like a horse without a cage and ran away. Han Jing couldn't stay at home more and more.

After lunch, Han Jing also planned to take a look at the flowerbed before leaving.

"Sister."

When Han Jing could see it, there was a timid cry in her ear. She turned her head and saw her third sister Hanyan standing behind her. The two concubine girls are not from the same country as her. We haven't seen each other for many years, and there is no joy of reunion after a long separation. The second sister's thoughts are all on her face. This third sister looks like a beautiful woman, but she is quite calculating. She has been hiding from her these days when she goes home. Why did she take the initiative to come to find her today?

"What's the matter?" Han Jing asked uncoldly.

"Brother Yun disappeared. My aunt came from Heiyue City and said that Brother Yun sent a letter to her, saying that he had officially ceded the position of the head of Heiyue City to Brother Chaoyun." Han Yan said respectfully.

It can be heard that she is quite close to Ye Guyun's mother. Well, this girl was seriously ill at the age of marriage. Later, she has been high or low. Do you want to marry A Yun? Han Jing shook her head secretly and was speechless because she was still in the mood to think nonsense now.

Han Yan misunderstood the meaning of the eldest sister shaking her head and said anxiously, "It's true. My aunt's eyes are swollen. Come to our family to help find someone."

"A Yun led a deacon in the Nanmo branch hall of the Xuanqi Temple, and it is not surprising to hand over the displacement of the owner of Heiyue City to Chaoyun." Han Jing said disapprovingly.

Han Yan stopped talking.

Without answering her sister, Han Jing picked up the flower branches and went to the front hall. Ye Guyun's mother really cried and her eyes were swollen, and her hair was messy. When she saw her coming out, she cried first.

"Auntie, don't worry, Ah Yun will be fine. I will go back to the imperial capital immediately. When I see him, I will immediately let him go back to Heiyue City. Han Jing suddenly felt a little uneasy when she said, worried that Ye Guyun would leave sadly for her to agree to Yang Feng's proposal.

hurried back to the imperial capital. Han Jing heard that Ye Guyun returned to the imperial capital from the holy city and disappeared the day after returning to the imperial capital of Nanmo. The more she felt that A Yun had left because of herself.

"Definitely not." Han Jiang said for sure.

The night before Ye Guyun left, the two drank together. Ye Guyun also said to Hanjiang: I will silently protect her for the rest of my life. No matter which man she is with, just watch her happy.

Tears fell down, and Han Jing said anxiously, "A Yun will definitely do it if he says it. Why did he suddenly leave?"

"I'm worried that he is in any danger or threatened." Hanjiang said vaguely. Not wanting to provoke the relationship between Han Jing and Yang Feng, he did not say his guess: Maybe A Yun was forced away by Yang Feng!

Without hearing the meaning of Han Jiang's words, Han Jing called the disciples on duty that day to inquire about Ye Guyun's whereabouts. I learned that Ye Guyun got up early in the morning and was still helping to clean up the destroyed house. The last place he appeared was the study of the master of the branch hall, and no one had seen him since then.

"Isn't anything in the study moved?" Han Jing asked with a gloomy face.

The disciple who was asked answered carefully: "No one should have moved. The contents are still in the box.

"Go and see." Han Jing said coldly.

Yang Feng's study was seriously damaged, with three cracked walls and a gap in the roof. The dust was cleaned up, and the boxes were piled up in the corner, unlocked, and sealed.

"Open." Han Jing said that her tone was a little strange. Her hands clenched her fists and her palms sweated.

The box is mainly based on books. A Yun is not a person who likes reading. Han Jing directly ignored these books and focused on the strange gadgets collected by Yang Feng. She looked at the hornless compass, the copper rusty dagger, the mask of the grimace, the jade pupil fragments, etc., one by one, but she didn't see anything abnormal.

Only the last box in the room was left unopened. When the lid of the box was opened, Han Jing's heart suddenly tightened, and a bad cold came out. Yang Feng, have you come back and entered the study? She suddenly asked, and she didn't understand why she asked.

The disciple looked at Han Jing in surprise and said truthfully, "Master Yang did not enter the study when he came back. He had been dealing with affairs in the hall. Later, he was called by the main hall and stayed in the main hall." He spoke without stopping. He opened the box and took out the same things inside.

The sunlight leaked from the gap of the roof and shot on Han Jing's face. A knife also appeared in front of her at this time. This is Ayun's knife! She suddenly turned her head to avoid the sunlight on her face to prove that she was dazzled.

is a knife exactly the same as the blood mad knife!

Han Jing screamed: "Give me the knife!"

Hanjiang grabbed the knife in his hand first: "It's Ayun's knife! Why are you here?"

Like a dried fish that has been away from the water for a long time, it opened its mouth and failed to make a sound, and tears silently blurred Han Jing's eyes.

Who is it? Who hurt Ah Yun!" Hanjiang roared like a crazy lion waving a knife.

Just as soon as Qiaosen walked to the door and saw this scene, he quietly turned away to inform Yang Feng.

I didn't notice that Qiao Sen was coming. Han Jing wiped her tears and said, "Show me the knife!"

The rotating disciple was also very clever and quickly said, "If anything happens to Deacon Ye, it must not be in the study, and this knife was sealed before he disappeared."

"Yes, this knife is not A Yun's knife." Han Jing said affirmatively. Hanjiang was stunned and said, "This is the knife that should be hidden in the ruins of the Ye family. This secret was told to me by Ye Guyun. There is a highly simulated fake blood mad knife in the Ye family's secret room, and the fake knife handle is half a finger longer than the real knife."

"This guy hasn't told me, the guy who values sex over friends, only tells you such an important secret." Han Jiang curled his lips and said that he was no longer worried about Ye Guyun being killed.

Han Jing wanted to laugh, but tears surged more urgently: "Blood Knife, the conditions for recognizing the owner are extremely harsh. The children of the Ye family have never seen anyone who can make the Blood Crazy Knife recognize the Lord, which is the reason for the rapid decline of the Ye family, which was once as famous as the Han family. A Yun successfully recognized the main blood knife day and night at the age of six. No one knew this secret except his father, and even his family ignored the superficial inconspicuous blood knife overnight.

"Jing, what on earth are you going to say?"

"The culprit of the night family's annihilation did not find the bloody knife, so he went to Hanjiazhuang to find A Yun, and then we were attacked in the sunset mountains. The black wind stole A Yun, ignored the blood knife he had been holding in his hand, and did not steal the fake blood knife hidden under the ruins, because someone took the fake knife as a real knife.

"Ah?" Hanjiang opened his mouth in surprise.

"Find out all the accounts and various action records after I came to the branch hall!" Han Jingli shouted, which scared the people outside the house to dare to take a sip.

Even Yang Feng's confidant Qiao Sen did not dare to play with Han Jing. After personally brought her to follow Yang Feng to the Southern Mo Imperial Capital, the accounts and various action records of the Nanmo Branch were moved to the study.

Han Jing looked through those materials and accounts one by one with a cold face until Yang Feng received a summon from Qiao Sen from the Holy City. Why is this knife in your hand? She asked calmly.

Yang Feng pretended to be stupid: "It's the booty captured by the people below. I really can't remember exactly how it came to me."

Pointing to the mountain's books and materials, Han Jing asked coldly, "Which action is the booty?"

"It's an earlier thing. I'll ask them to turn it over again." Yang Feng really wanted to draw Qiao Sen and the others. Why didn't he get a fake account book to fool him?

"Lie!" Han Jing scolded angrily.

"Ajing--"

"Do you still want to lie to me now?"

"Jing, listen to my explanation."

"I'm not stupid!" Han Jing drank indignantly and pointed her trembling fingers to the tip of Yang Feng's nose: "A Yun told me the time when the fake blood knife was taken away! I don't know how the black wind thief was eaten by the black, but I dare to bet that A Yun was taken by the black wind thief from the sunset mountains to the ruins of the night house, that is, when you took me to the black wind thief's nest, the fire phoenix actually followed A Yun. When the black wind thief got the fake blood knife, the fire phoenix robbed the fake blood mad knife. As for that How can a bird rob a group of bandits? It's definitely not the dead bird's shit luck. It should be assisted by your subordinates. Am I right?

I knew that the knife would be bad, but I didn't expect it to be a fake knife. Yang Feng almost spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"It's too sinister! Yang Feng, you son of a bitch! You wolf in human skin, has Yun been killed by you!" Hanjiang rushed to Yang Feng like a crazy lion. Before his hand touched him, he was intercepted and dragged down by Qiaosen. The rest of the people retreated without Joeson's greeting.

"A Jiang is right, you are a wolf in human skin!" Han Jing roared sadly and indignantly, and the happiness of not long ago had been fragmented.