Chapter 415

She thought of the flying dagger. She wanted to get rid of Rong Jue's hand holding her shoulder. She went to the flying dagger and squatted down to check it carefully.

Rongjue and Duanmu Liuyue look at each other, and then go to check.

Other people are also curious, Qi Qi surrounded up.

The arc of the flying knife is crescent shaped. The blade is silvery and sharp. Duanmu Liuyue looks at it and frowns: "is this the hurtful flying knife? It looks like a new one!"

"No, this knife is a common one, at least three or four years old." Mu Qingge observed the body of the sword and said, "the handle of this sword looks new, but the smoothness is obviously from common friction."

"This knife looks terrible." Li Tianxiang patted his chest and said with a white face: "that knife is very strange. It's the first time I've seen such a knife. I feel that as long as it moves gently, it can cut meat and bone?"

More than cutting meat and bones, mu Qingge sneers: "enough to cut iron like mud!"

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to cut off the ribs of more than ten people? The design of the knife is very ingenious, and the people who made it are also uneasy.

Red Tianjiao listened, opened his eyes and looked at mu Qingge curiously, "Ge'er, you seem to be familiar with this Dao? What, do you know much about weapons? "

Mu Qingge, hearing the speech, turned to look at her. He looked at her for a few seconds. He was so worried that he asked with a smile: "Ge'er, why do you look at me like this?"

"No Mu Qingge gave her a smile and said very slowly, "I just feel very curious. Princess Tianjiao seems to be particularly interested in my business."

Open a pair of gentle innocent eyes, ask East ask West.

Red Tianjiao a little embarrassed, "Tianjiao to Jue Princess very curious, asked many is not to hinder you?"

Mu Qingge was noncommittal and didn't answer her at all.

At that time, Duanmu Liuyue raised her eyebrows, and peach blossom eyes flashed.

"The Dao designed in this way should not belong to our apocalypse." Rong Qingzhi talks a lot on weekdays, but today he doesn't know why. He doesn't come forward to talk with Rong juemu Qingge. After carefully gazing at the flying dagger, he says, "I've been in all the countries in the mainland. Looking at the appearance of this dagger, I think it's from a different country."

"Prince Qing, what do you mean? Suspect that the murderer is a man of our country? " On hearing this, Chi Cangmang was not happy. He said angrily, "we are not so many people in our country who have ever left their homes. Everyone who goes out this time needs to make a record before they can leave. As far as I know, the only one who left Yichang this time is our mission. If you say it's from Yichang, don't you say it's from our mission? "

"The wolf king should be calm for a while." Rong Qing's smile for a while, make a speech to pacify red Cangmang, squat down body, take out a handkerchief from the chest, then want to reach out to touch that knife.

Mu Qingge grabs his hand and shakes his head. "Don't touch it. It's poisonous!"

Rong Qing's Zheng for a moment, some accident of saw a mu light song to grasp the hand of his wrist, that hand is surprisingly firm and powerful.

Rong Jue looked at mu Qingge's hand, frowned slightly, bent down to take her hand away, and said faintly: "Uncle Huang has seen a lot, he has his own sense of propriety."

Duanmu Liuyue glances at rongjue. If he doesn't see it with his own eyes, he really doesn't believe that people who never have mood swings will eat wrong one day.

And the wrong person is Rong Qingzhi!

Rong Qing's laissez faire is his uncle Huang again. Can he pry his corner?

Rong Qingzhi looks at Rong Jue and doesn't say anything.

Mu Qingge didn't notice this detail at all.

Kuai Ziying pursed her lips. Her face was obviously unhappy. She squatted down and pulled the handkerchief in Rong Qingzhi's hand. She said angrily, "there's poison here. Don't touch it. What do you want to see? I'll see it for you!"

Rong Qingzhi didn't answer. He pointed to the handle of the knife and looked at the red Cangmang: "there is a character carved here. It looks like the traditional Chinese character of a tribe in the state of Yichang. Would you like to come and have a look?"

Red Cangmang's face was still a little angry. Wen Yan squatted down to look at it, and frowned: "yes, it's the ancient traditional Chinese characters of the tribes in the north of our country. However, it doesn't mean anything. It's possible that people in other countries can buy and use such a way!"

"That's true."

There is no other evidence and no one dares to say anything.

"I will apply for someone to report it to the court and give it to the Ministry of punishment for thorough investigation." Luo Xubai, the governor of the state, said coldly, "this is the murder weapon. Don't touch it."

The crowd nodded.

Duanmu Liuyue said with a smile: "yes, how can I forget that the governor is also here? It's better for you to supervise this matter."

Then, look at Xiangmu Qingge, "xiaoge'er, I just heard that this flying knife almost hurt you, didn't it?"

Mu Qingge nodded and said the matter just now.

People can't imagine that the situation is so dangerous. If Mu Qingge's reaction is a little slow, his head will blossom!

Duanmu Liuyue's smiling face was a little lighter, "this matter, thanks to the quick reaction of the living king of hell."

Rong Qingzhi frowned and said to Mu Qingge, "Princess Jue, but are you scared?"

"That's not true." She's seen all kinds of bullets, and she can't frighten her with a knife. She just thinks it's a pity that these civilians are killed and injured.

Rong Jue bent down, put his hand around her shoulder, lifted her up, and said in her ear, "it's not peaceful outside. The Lantern Festival will come next year. Let's have a closer look next year. How about going back to dinner first?"

"Living hell, did you bring a little song out for the festival?" Mu light song has not yet had time to answer, Duanmu flow month a listen, eyes are about to protrude, very incredible will let Jue look at, surprised said.

Rong Jue is too lazy to pay attention to him. Just at this time, the housekeeper leads several doctors up. Mu Qingge is relieved to see that.

These doctors have come quite quickly, although I don't know whether their medical skills are competent or not. I hope they can be OK.

Rong Jue asked mu Qingge, "shall we go back?"

"The living king of hell has come out. Why do you go back so quickly?" Duanmu Liuyue disagreed: "if you think there is a smell of blood here, let's go up to the fifth floor."

Rong Jue gave him a warning glance.

For Rong Jue's words, she can't laugh or cry. When is she so fragile in Rong Jue's eyes? Although her mood was affected by the game just now, she was used to seeing life and death after all and could not stand it.

She shook her head. "I'm ok. Everyone in my family is preparing for the festival. Don't bother them to do it again. Let's eat out by ourselves."