At this time, the guards and personnel of the "Bei Sen Branch" had been alarmed around the small building in the east area. They were gathering here, searching to find out the exact location where the shouts came.

After Ye Qingxuan asked them a few words, he stood up to Sun Luting and stopped talking, pretending to be as frightened as other servants, and checking on good things and gossip.

In the small building in the east area, people can be seen vaguely flashing, walking in and out, looking very busy.

At this moment, a panic scream came from the small building in the East District, followed by a few shrill screams, as if they were suffering some incredible pain. Then, they went out of the second floor of the small building in the East District, and hung up and twisted continuously, but the human-shaped object wrapped tightly in the linen was soaked with tung oil, and blood penetrated the linen and dripped continuously from it...

The servants here immediately had bad speculations. Before they could scream, a little fire appeared on the other side. Then the sackcloth in the air ignited a fire to the sky. Amid the heart-wrenching screams, everyone was shocked and speechless.

"Oh, someone was lit with a sky lantern!"

After a scream, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and the strange smell of flesh wafting in the wind made many people vomit...

"General Manager" Sun Luting immediately turned pale, bit his lower lip hard, and said, "No, there is such a big mess, I have to go and see..."

Ye Qingxuan's heart moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Sun Luting, lowered his voice and said, "Master Sun, don't go there, everyone has already killed people there. If you go, wouldn't you jump into the fire pit? Those people are worried that no one will take responsibility. If you are wronged, it is really worth it..."

Sun Luting was stunned and thought for a while. The one where the accident happened was the accommodation for the White Lotus Sect in Motianling. Those people would not give him any face. If they go there, they would really make them messy.

On the east side of the small building, there were more people gathering, loud noises and running around. There was no need to ask anything. Just look at the scene and you will know that the chaos was very conscientious.

Suddenly, someone gave the order there, and most of the people crowded inside and outside the small building in the East District immediately searched around. With the small building in the East District as the center, the arrow expanded to every corner of the "Beisen Branch".

Three of them ran towards this side at an extremely fast speed.

Ye Qingxuan had sharp eyes and immediately recognized that one of the three people who ran was Jia Feng, "Xunfeng Leg", two other, and one of the fifty "official guards" in the "Beisen Branch".

Sun Luting's face was heavy and sighed in a dark and gloomy manner.

The three of them came to the front in the blink of an eye. The "Shuangfeng Leg" Jia Feng's gaze swept across Ye Qingxuan's face quickly, and recognized that the person in front of him was the little carpenter who had been saved by him and "Duanliu Palm" Zhao Ziqi. When he saw Ye Qingxuan nodding and chuckling at him, he couldn't help but nod and signal.

At this time, Sun Luting hurriedly took two steps and asked in a low voice: "Three brothers, has an accident happened in the small building in the east district?"

"Xunfeng Legs" Jia Feng wiped his sweat and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not a mistake. Uncle Song Qing'an, one of the 'Ten Swords of Wusheng, was in trouble and was settled in the house!"

Another man with a square face and a big bearded man said with lingering fear: "Be good, I really don't know who did it. It's such a quick and ruthless technique. The man's body was penetrated by a sword, which was exactly dead. It seemed that the old swordsman died without even being able to react. It seemed that he was not only unable to defeat the murderer at that time, but he was probably shocked before he was killed. He was full of eyes and grinning, and his whole face was completely tilted. That Xunying really made people dare not take a closer look..."

Sun Luting was stunned for a moment, and his face looked terrifying: "What's wrong? Has the hot-handed assassin left the branch before?"

Jia Feng said in a deep voice: "It doesn't look like it. The assassin used his fists and feet before. This time he took action, he was obviously a master swordsman... Humph, with a sword against the sword, this old swordsman Song Qingan didn't even have time to pull out the sword. He is really a master of swordsmanship, and he deserves to be a 'Miaoji Swordsman'. His swordsmanship is really wonderful!"

Jia Feng's words were very sarcastic to the dead "Miaoji Swordsman" Song Qingan. It was obvious that he was complaining about his brother "Duanliu Palm" Zhao Ziqi's life and death.

A "Guardian" next to him was a figure with a windy eye and thin lips. His eyes shrank, lowered his voice, and said in a sharp and sharp voice: "Old Jia, don't you want to live anymore? Our Pei Dun's main business has been explained just now, and we asked us to search around the mansion. Why? The bullshit murderer is still in the mansion, just to let us flash. Didn't you see the eyes of those swordsmen red? In anger, even the servant who was dizzy was lit up the sky lanterns for the servants, and the twenty-four brothers on duty all knelt on the ground. If we don't leave, we all have to eat and hang down. Do you dare to chew around and not be afraid of being skinned, and lit the sky lanterns?"

"I'm afraid of being a fucking fuck!" Jia Feng was furious and stretched his neck and roared: "At worst, I don't think I'm going to be this bad guy. If I can't do it, I'll want this cheap life! I was just a desperate person back then. Could it be that I'd have to be bullied by these inhuman guys? Bah, at worst, I can fight for a hard time. Even if I can't beat him, I'll have to splash his face with blood..."

The big guy was suddenly shocked, and two fast-moving guards immediately went up to cover Jia Feng's mouth. The speed was too fast and he threw Jia Feng to the ground and hugged him tightly, for fear that something would happen!

Another big man with a square face and a beard begged, bearded, begged, "Old Jia, listen to brothers and Shi San's words, save your energy and don't shout here. Those people are crazy. An innocent servant who knows martial arts has asked them to light the sky lantern. Look at the rudder's meaning, these twenty-four brothers on duty cannot be lost. The rudder's master has no choice. What can you do? With his skill and innate cultivation, you can't catch half of the bird's hair except for death. So what can we do if we all have the same idea as you? If we really meet, I'm afraid that our brothers will still be breathing in one breath, but will be unable to breathe in the next breath!"

Jia Feng looked red and was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he was suppressed by several people, and his face turned red, but he couldn't scream and scold him.

The chief manager Sun Luting was very close to these guards. At this time, he cursed at Jia Feng with an anxious look on his face: "Jia Feng, you are crazy about you? You are dead, what should you do if your wife is still pregnant? She is still pregnant? Your brother Zhao Ziqi and his wife have only been dead for two days. Who will take care of her? You TMD is a little promising. Listen to Lao Sun, bear it, and bear it first..."

After Lao Sun said something, Jia Feng did not struggle anymore, but was just pressed to the ground, gasping for a long time and refused to get up...

The servants around had long been scared and scattered, but Ye Qingxuan, a little carpenter, was left here, looking around with a caring look on his face, and muttering in a low voice: "TMD, this group of people will not let people live. They are really not human beings. They know that they bully the brothers in the mansion. If they can't get along with Mr. Huang again, I will fight them to the death..."

Everyone glared at him angrily, knowing that he was the person next to Huang Kui, the "Saisheng Monkey". Huang Kui was considered a kindness to him, and he was probably given thousands of taels of gold and silver. This can be considered a recreation of kindness for ordinary craftsmen, so it is understandable to say a few words for the master, and it seems that this person is loyal and commendable.

Nodding, Sun Luting patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you little Tangzi is indeed loyal and courageous. But don't say that anymore, for your own good and for the sake of Deputy Leader Huang, do you understand?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded heavily, indicating that he understood.

Sun Luting then suddenly was stunned and asked, "You just said, who was lit by the sky lantern!?"

The big man with a square face and a bearded face got up and sighed, "It's just the servant who serves those people to eat. The slick young man looks like the one with the surname Sun... Hey, Old Sun, that boy has the same surname as you, it won't be..."

Sun Luting said "Oh" just now, and the man suddenly rushed forward two steps, then suddenly stood up, covered his heart, and slowly turned around...

Everyone was shocked, and when they looked at Lao Sun's face turned purple.

Jia Feng shouted, "No, Lao Sun's chest numbness is offended..."

A figure flashed, and several people supported Lao Sun's fallen body, breathed smoothly, and used internal strength to clear the heart. After a while, Lao Sun cried out loudly—

"Sun son, grandpa is sorry for you. I originally thought that you were so excited that you could serve those beasts well, but unexpectedly, they pushed you into the fire pit and left you dead in vain. Grandpa killed you with his own hands, I won't live anymore..."

Sun Luting held Ye Qingxuan's hand tightly, cried desperately, suddenly froze and fainted...

Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a grip in his heart. Looking at Sun Luting, who was sending off a black-haired man and losing his relatives, a trace of regret arises in his heart, occupying his heart, and it is difficult to squeeze out any more...

Ye Qingxuan did not regret his assassination of the Motianling master, but it did not include the innocent lives involved.

I didn't expect that the servant was Sun Luting's grandson, and I didn't expect that this servant would be killed because of his assassination...

Originally, I thought that even if a servant who knows martial arts was used, he would be blamed at most. After all, a congenital master was assassinated. What can you ask for a servant who knows martial arts for the right time? Could it be that he still hopes that this servant can catch the assassin?

This sin is too far-fetched, it is just a vent, a waste of life!
Chapter completed!