After the Fairy Disappeared Chapter 542

  Chapter 542 Another shocking change

  He Lingchuan said to himself: "The treasure tree king is also in the game."

  The treasure tree king has stood for eight hundred years and has not fallen. Even the demon emperor has changed twice.

  He Lingchuan couldn't help laughing. As soon as the old dryad made a move, Beja's water became even muddier.

"Although this old tree grows in its own territory, its weight is different from other demon kings." Baoshu King is the oldest, most experienced and most appealing one among all demon kings. The emperor should respect it three points, "If it gets involved, then this matter can't be good."

   "Oh, supper is here." Fu Shanyue saw the guard walking over carrying something, "You really don't want it?"

"No."

  He Lingchuan walked back to his room and let out a calm breath.

  After capturing Cen Boqing, the Chiyan Lord and his son were actually able to explain both internally and externally. After all, a deeper investigation is the internal affairs of Lingxu City, which is beyond the scope of most demon kingdoms.

  But He Lingchuan was always thinking about his situation. He was too involved in this case, no matter whether Bai Ziqi wanted to investigate Zhongsun Mou's death or the elixir case, he couldn't get around him.

  Even He Lingchuan himself can be regarded as a witness, because he and Zhong Sunmou and Cen Boqing have made in-depth tricks.

  Then, if Bai Ziqi wants to close this case, he may even bring He Lingchuan back to Lingxu City, which can be called "coordinated investigation" in name.

  Can he say no?

  In this case, if the father and son of the Chiyan Kingdom retreat, then Mai Xuewen's advice to He Lingchuan may come true, because the Chiyan Kingdom will probably take back his title and power as a special envoy.

  What is worse than having a name but no name is having no name.

   Now that He Lingchuan found out from Fu Shanyue that the demon king of Chiyan was determined, and that other demon kings were also involved, it was a reassurance.

  The more forces involved in this matter, the less likely it will be good.

  As long as he sits upright and talks, the bosses of all parties are too busy to fight and fight, so they don't bother to deal with his little shrimp.

  The mirror in his arms suddenly said: "Hey, they are going to interrogate Cheng Yu tomorrow, I guess you are worried about it?"

   "Well, yes." He Lingchuan did not deny it, "I found that Bai Ziqi's interest in him is unusual."

  Bai Ziqi has personally admitted that Cheng Yu may be helpful to his next case.

Before he was transferred to Baisha by an urgent order from the demon emperor, Bai Ziqi was working in the Twilight Plain. Fu Shanyue thought that he had sneaked into the Chiyan country to inquire about some secrets, but He Lingchuan heard the words from the Du Yun envoy. When the word "twilight plain" was written, he was already in a state of uncertainty.

  I saw the second phantom of the ruins of the Thousand Star City in the Twilight Plain, that is, the hidden phantom, which no one else has seen before. He Lingchuan could reasonably suspect that the reason for this hidden phantom probably resonated with the Dafang Pot or Fushengdao.

  In any case, there was an intersection between the phantom and him, and Dafang Pot was also involved.

   Judging from the timing, Bai Ziqi was sent to the Twilight Plain, probably right after the hidden phantom appeared.

  What if he just went to check for illusions?

  Thinking of this, He Lingchuan felt a strong sense of crisis.

  The soul-destroying mirror said again: "As long as they interrogate Cheng Chengyu, they will know how he plotted against you. That's not good."

  He Lingchuan was annoyed: "You still need to remind me?"

  The secret of Cheng Yu's dream of killing people without any disadvantages is the nightmare of a hundred faces.

  Bai Ziqi is just a little curious about him now, but once he knows that Cheng Yu's gold medalist is such a big guy—

  The Hundred-faced Nightmare that even the monarch of the Mang Kingdom can kill, but it can't deal with a small special envoy of the Crown Prince of the Chiyan Kingdom, and even He Lingchuan has no strength!

  How could a seventeen-year-old boy do this?

  What secret technique or magic weapon does he have that can make the Hundred-faced Nightmare turn against Cheng Yu?

   "If the opponent is someone like Bai Ziqi, even if he only has a little suspicion, it will be extremely disadvantageous to us."

  Has a city government, has a scheming, and has outstanding observation skills.

   Most terrifying of all, he has power.

  Powers bestowed by the gods.

  The soul-absorbing mirror immediately said: "There is still time, you just have to kill Cheng Yu before the trial tomorrow!"

   "Kill Cheng Yu?"

   "That's right, they have no one to interrogate, so your secret will be kept." The mirror was smug at the fact that he had come up with this idea, "You must be able to do it, right?"

  He Lingchuan sighed: "At that time, there was still more than an hour before dawn, neither he nor the crown prince was tired, so why didn't you continue to interrogate Wu Kai? Was it because he was afraid that Wu Kai would be too tired, or that we would be too tired?"

"That is?"

"Maybe he wants to go back to wash and change his clothes first, and offer incense to God, or maybe he wants to eat the time-honored Hu Mazi Beef Biscuits and Kway Teow Soup, or maybe...that is a trap to test me!" He Lingchuan's face darkened. , "If I release the nightmare to deal with Cheng Yu now, maybe it's in his arms. Who knows what methods Duyun envoys have. Don't kill Cheng Yu, but expose myself instead."

  The soul-absorbing mirror sighed: "Then what do you think? You can't just sit and watch Bai Ziqi's trial of Cheng Yu, can you?"

  He Lingchuan was about to speak when someone seemed to be rushing outside. Soon he heard Fu Shanyue knocking on the door and yelling at him:

   "He Xiao, come out quickly, He Xiao!"

  He Lingchuan pushed the door and went out, just in time to see the figure of Fu Shanyue passing by, and left a sentence:

   "Prisoner Wu Kai fell ill and died!"

  Wu Kai had an accident?

   Lying down a big grass! He Lingchuan's shock was solid.

  Tonight is really not peaceful.

  Fu Shanyue commanded the guards: "Notify Bai Dushi immediately, go!"

   After the last two words, he had already rushed to the cellar of the inn, leaned over and jumped in.

  Cen Boqing was only captured tonight, and Wu Kai was still still in the cellar of the inn, so he didn't have time to move.

  Although Cen Boqing has pleaded guilty, Wu Kai is still a very important witness, and there are many mysteries about him. Bai Ziqi and Fu Shanyue will be retried later.

  Fu Shanyue wanted nothing to happen to him.

   The two jumped down to the cellar, and saw the guards removing the shackles for Wu Kai. The latter seemed to be afraid of the cold, and fell to the ground and curled up into a ball, trembling.

  At first glance, his symptoms were very similar to the onset of a spell in the evening. In fact, his skin and flesh shrank inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially when the tendons and nerves contracted, his limbs bent into strange shapes, and his whole body twitched involuntarily.

  Wu Kai also had some red spots on his skin, which looked like peach hearts.

   "It's not a curse, it might be poisonous!" Fu Shanyue glanced at it, then took out a small bottle of potion from his bosom, and forced it down to Wu Kai himself.

  Wu Kai's pharyngeal muscles also went on strike, and he was unable to swallow. The medicine flowed down the esophagus.

   What Fu Shanyue took out at a time like this is of course a life-saving medicine.

  But Wu Kai immediately choked, but it wasn't a cough, but a strange "heji" sound, like a mouse being trampled under its feet.

  He started vomiting blood.

   It's bright red, and there are small pieces of meat.

  He Lingchuan's face suddenly changed, and he pressed his pulse, only to feel confused, and his heart, liver, and lungs were severely injured.

  From the onset of illness to severe illness, how many seconds did it take?

  Fu Shanyue yelled with a dark face: "Doctor, Liu Twelve, where are you! Where are you all dead?"

   Liu Twelve is the curse master who cast a spell on Wu Kai in the afternoon.

  His legs and feet were not as flexible as a warrior, so he rushed down to the cellar at this time.

  He looked at Wu Kai's eyelids, then tore open the skirt of his clothes, and pressed twice on Wu Kai's heart:

   "Not a spell, but he has something in his heart!"

  He Lingchuan also stretched out his hand to hold it down, and crossed over with real strength.

   If you don't check, you don't know, but if you check, you will be shocked. Wu Kai's heart was like a torn sack full of holes, every time it beat, the damage became more severe.

  Wu Kai suddenly stopped shaking, and let out a long "hiccup", as if the last breath had been squeezed out of his lungs.

  He still maintains a curled up posture, his eyes are round and round, as if they are about to fall out of their sockets.

  He Lingchuan pressed his neck veins, then shook his head to Fu Shanyue:

"died."

  Fu Shanyue turned his head to look at the curse master, grabbed his collar, and his eyes were murderous: "Does it have anything to do with you? Tell me!"

"no no!"

   "Is it you in the evening..." Fu Shanyue remained rational, and did not reveal the secret.

   "No, no, it has nothing to do with the subordinates!" The curse master defended, "He died of a heart attack!"

   "What kind of disease is so severe that it disappears in a blink of an eye?" From the onset of the disease to death, it took less than 30 breaths, 30 breaths!

   This really does not give people reaction time.

   At this time, the doctor accompanying the team arrived late.

  Fu Shanyue stared at him coldly: "You came here after eating supper, right?"

  The doctor wiped his sweat as soon as he arrived: "Your Highness, calm down, this subordinate was just squatting, squatting..."

  He was in the back of the reincarnation of the five grains, and the guards knocked on the door.

  It takes time to pull up the pants.

  Fu Shan knew better, it would be useless to blame him at this time: "Find out for me how he died!"

   "Ah, yes, yes!" The doctor quickly squatted down to act as a cameo.

  He knocked and beat the dead man, and quickly took out the knife.

  Fu Shanyue immediately expressed concern: "What are you doing?"

   "Prince, you have to cut it open to see the defects inside." An autopsy is required, otherwise how can we find out the cause of death?

  Fu Shanyue covered his head, feeling heavy: "Baidu envoy hasn't come yet, can you just cut someone up? Wait!"

  So when Bai Ziqi heard the news and arrived, what he saw was this scene:

  Both Fu Shanyue and He Lingchuan sat on the side blankly, and the doctor knelt beside the prisoner.

  The repeat offender Wu Kai curled up into a ball, dying with regret.

  Bai Ziqi's heart sank, and he stared towards the cellar door without fear of dead eyes, and strode over:

"what happened!"

   "Death suddenly." Fu Shan said in a deep voice, "The doctor said it wasn't a spell—"

  The doctor on one side: "..."

  He didn't say that.

   "It's not very poisonous either. For the specific cause of death, I think I'll wait until Bai is exhausted before doing an autopsy."

  Bai Ziqi didn't take his eyes off Wu Kai's body for a moment. At this moment, he squatted down and turned it a few times, and pressed the position of his heart.

   "It may be the same fate Gu."

"what is that?"

"A kind of extremely vicious Gu insect. The most powerful type is also called peach heart Gu, which attacks extremely quickly and is incurable." Bai Ziqi pointed to the red spots on Wu Kai's body, "This peach spot is the evidence. "

  (end of this chapter)

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