Chapter 679 Dujuan (IV)

Following Jinhuan's gaze, Qingyan saw a man in black coming in. When Qingyan didn't notice, he had already walked to Luo Yijue's side.

"This man is good at martial arts and he seems not from the Donghe Kingdom. Jingxuan, do you know his martial arts?" Then Qingyan turned to look at Jingxuan.

Jingxuan looked at Qingyan and said with a smile, "this is Ye Peirong, a first-class master of the Xiyue Kingdom. I didn't expect to see him here. Is it possible that Ye Peirong has something to do with Luo Yijue?"

Hearing Jingxuan's words, Qingyan looked at Jingxuan and asked, "is he the master of the Ye clan?"

Hearing Qingyan's words, Jingxuan nodded earnestly. "Yes, you're right. But Luo Yijue was the son of Lu Zhiyuan, not the biological son of Luo Zhanming. Although the Ye clan has something to do with the Jiang clan, is it..."

As Jingxuan spoke, his eyes met Qingyan's. They seemed to have thought of one thing.

Although the Luo clan didn't recognize this child, it didn't mean that the Jiang clan or the Ye clan didn't want to take him in. Did the Jiang clan have anything to do with the Ye clan?

"Yijue?"

When Luo Yijue heard the voice, he looked up and saw Ye Peirong standing in front of him. He was surprised to see Ye Peirong, "uncle, why are you here? My mother and sister are dead. " Then he continued with a depressed face, "now the Luo family has abandoned me. The Second Prince also thinks that I am useless now, so he doesn't put me in an important position. Uncle, what do you think I should do?"

Hearing what Luo Yijue said, Ye Peirong slapped him in the face without hesitation, "this slap is for your dead mother." Then he slapped him again. "This slap is for your dead sister." At last, Ye Peirong slapped him again, "the last slap is for the whole Ye clan."

After three slaps, Luo Yijue's face was swollen, b

We don't know the reason, but it doesn't mean that we can't find it out."

Jingxuan looked at Qingyan and nodded earnestly, as if he agreed with Qingyan.

At this moment, Procuress Rong came over in a hurry. "Miss, Dujuan is dead."

Hearing Procuress Rong's words, Qingyan stepped back and asked, "what did you say? Dujuan was dead? How is that possible? Ye Peirong didn't have use strength. How could Dujuan die? "

Procuress Rong looked at Qingyan and shook her head. "Dujuan is indeed dead, and according to the doctor of the Yihong brothel, she died of poisoning."

"What?" Hearing Procuress Rong's words, Qingyan stepped back again. "Have you found out what poison it is?"

Procuress Rong looked at Qingyan and shook her head. "We don't know what poison it is, so we can only watch Dujuan die in pain."

Hearing Procuress Rong's words, Qingyan closed her eyes and said, "Jinhuan, find a good place to bury Dujuan later."

Looking at the serious expression on Qingyan's face, Jinhuan nodded. "I understand, Understood!. Don't worry. I will bury the Dujuan decently."

When Qingyan opened her eyes again, there was a touch of cruelty in them. "Ye Peirong, even if I die, I, Su Qingyan, will take you to die with me!"