The zuisheng Pavilion master probably never expected that he would fall into the pit one day. Is it not true that he can count the day and the place?

The Lord of Jiepi's Pavilion is going to be dizzy by Qiao Wei!

If the enemy kicks him, it's all right. But he just saved her. What's the Revenge of kindness?!

After doing bad things, Joe helped the master feel much more happy. He put his hands behind him, hummed a little song and swaggered back to his room.

Ji Mingxiu is still sleeping. Qiao Wei doesn't disturb him. After sitting for a while, he goes to yanfeijue.

Fearing that the three little steamed stuffed buns were worried, Mr. Huo and the four beasts went back to their house before dawn. They only told them that their parents would visit relatives and friends, and they would come back soon.

Yan feijue has just been interrupted by Ji Wushuang, but she forgot to ask Qiao Wei who shot her.

"I don't know who it is, the other party is wearing a cloak, a veil, a face is covered, but It's like a woman in shape. " Qiao Wei recalled that she only glanced at it in a hurry that day. In fact, she didn't see it too clearly. It was not so much her body shape as her intuition.

Intuition tells her that the other party is a woman.

Yan Fei frowned strangely: "can it be Rong Fei?"

It's a coincidence that Rong Fei's front foot is missing and her back foot is shot, but how can Rong Fei pull the blood moon bow?

Yan feijue said: "there's another thing. Among the people who attacked us last night were the dead in the palace of the national master. Should it be that the palace of the national master is not a thief and wants to kill the young master so that the national master will not fulfill his promise?"

Qiao Wei if thoughtful ground tight Mou son: "is what circumstance, call a person to come over to ask to know."

Yan feijue takes Ji Mingxiu's token and immediately enters the palace. He grabs the eldest disciple of the National Teacher hall to zuisheng Pavilion.

The eldest disciple was tied up with a knife rest around his neck. He looked at Qiao Wei on the seat and a middle-aged man with cold temperament and strange face beside Qiao Wei. Yan feijue knew him on the way here and knew that he was under the prime minister.

"Little Zhuoma, what are you doing? Why did you arrest me? " He asked, puzzled.

Yan feijue kicked him and knelt him on the ground: "what nonsense! To be honest, did you do yesterday? "

The eldest disciple was hurt by the kick. Oh, they are all very weak. Unless they have reached the level of master, how can they stand such a rude kick from a martial arts master?

Yan feijue looked at his half dead appearance. He raised his hand and threatened: "are you still wronged? Believe it or not

The eldest disciple coldly gouged out Yan feijue's eye knife: "I remember you have a saying in the Central Plains, that is," a man can be killed but not humiliated. "! How can I offend you? You can kill me if you want. Don't insult the dignity of the National Palace wantonly! "

"You still have dignity?" Yan feijue slapped her in the face.

The eldest disciple glared at him without strabismus.

Qiao Wei lightly opened a mouth: "Uncle Yan, you sit first, I come to ask him."

Yan Fei is absolutely cold to hum to sit to Ji matchless body side.

The first disciple then set his eyes on Qiao Wei's face: "why on earth did you catch me? I said I would help you find the secret collection! "

Qiao Wei said, "don't worry about the secret collection. I want to ask about the other two things."

The first disciple said, "what's the matter? You said

Qiao Wei said: "I ask you, how many blood moon bows are there in the world?"

The first disciple was very surprised why little Zhuoma asked such a strange question, but he answered her truthfully: "including the one from your Ji family, there are two in all."

"Which one of Ji's?" Qiao Wei asked.

The elder disciple was even more puzzled. Isn't Ji's family just one? Which one?

"The one you used in the duel!"

That one belongs to the national master. It's a temporary fake made by the national master. In this way, there is only one blood moon bow.

If there is only one blood moon bow, doesn't the murderer steal the blood moon bow, shoot her and put it back?

It was her carelessness that Falcon stole the secret collection, but the blood moon bow was well stored in Wangshu's small treasure chest. Ordinary thieves could never have thought that they would casually put such an important treasure into a child's toy box.

Unless the other party knew it.

Not only do they know, but they also unconsciously take away the blood moon bow and put it back under their eyes?

It's too unlikely.

Qinglianju is not a vegetable garden. Can anyone go in and out freely?

If the other party is a stranger, then she can't escape the eyes of Mr. Huo.

If the other party is an acquaintance, then she can't escape the eyes of a yard maid.

"If you think about it carefully, did your master tell you anything about the blood moon bow?"

The first disciple thought seriously for a while: "when you mention this, I do think of one thing. Once I went to deliver medicine to my master. After drinking some wine, he took the blood moon bow and murmured, "I don't know which one is more powerful." when I asked my master what was more powerful, he said, "bow.". I said, is there a bow more powerful than blood moon bow? Master did not speak. I always thought that master was talking drunkenly. Now it seems that he might have known that your Ji family had a second blood moon bow! "Qiao Wei and Yanfei jueji exchange a look. If the wizard doesn't lie, there is a second blood moon bow in the world.

Blood month, blood month, two bows together is a complete month.

It was a couple!

It seems that when the grandmaster passed the throne to the grandmaster, he still had a heart.

"By the way, why do you always ask me that?" The first disciple was puzzled.

Qiao Wei calmed down and said, "it's nothing. Just ask. I'm almost clear about this. There's another thing to ask you. I was chased by a dead man in the northern suburb last night. Is it your national teacher's official?"

The first disciple gave Qiao Wei a strange look: "how could I send someone to kill you? Am I the kind of mean person who asks you for peace on the surface and stabs you with his head? "

Qiao Wei looks at him suspiciously: "this must ask yourself."

"You..." The eldest disciple was so angry that he said, "you still have a saying in the Central Plains," if you want to add sin, why don't you say it? "? If you want to deal with the guoshidian, just say it straight, don't buckle the excrement basin for us

Qiao Wei looked at him with suspicion: "it's really not your national teacher hall?"

The first disciple snorted: "my master is still unconscious now. Who dares to send out the dead without his old man's order?"

Qiao Wei touched her chin: "but if it wasn't for your National Palace, who would it be?"

The first disciple frowned and said, "how do I know? The dead are not in the palace of the national master! "

Qiao Wei eyebrow tip a pick: "others also have?"

The eldest disciple said: "not often. Yeluo forbids private training of the dead. Only the National Teacher's hall is qualified. But some people are not afraid of death. Being caught is a big crime of lingchi. If they are not caught, they can be trained and sold to people as killers and guards. The price of the dead is extremely high. As long as they are trained, they will have money for a lifetime!"

Qiao Wei asked with a smile: "that Are the dead men outside powerful, or are they powerful in your National Palace? "

The first disciple raised his chin and said, "of course, it's the master hall."

Yan feijue and Ji matchless pick eyebrows.

Ask here, Qiao Wei want the answer is basically clear, the murderer is Rongfei not mentioned, but the National Palace did not participate.

Qiao Wei asks Yan feijue to send the first disciple back.

In the evening, Ji Mingxiu awoke quietly. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Qiao Wei was not there on the bed. He sat up and tore the wound with a huge action. His face was pale.

Qiaowei saw him wake up, quickly stood up from the chair, came to hold him, said: "how do you sit up? What are you looking at? "

Ji Mingxiu took her hand and held it tightly in the palm of her hand, as if she was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, she couldn't catch her any more. For Qiao Wei, she just fell asleep, but for him, it was life and death.

That kind of holding her, but can't wake her up, still want to come will make people have a lingering fear.

Ji Mingxiu didn't want Qiao Wei to find her mood. She said quietly, "you're up. How long have I been sleeping?"

Qiao Wei dressed him and said, "one day, are you hungry? I'll have people pass the meal. "

After Qiaowei was injured, he didn't drop water. Qiaowei was really hungry.

Qiao Wei went to the kitchen of zuisheng Pavilion and asked for some light dishes.