Monsoon smoke has never seen his parents, nor know how his parents feel. However, even as a normal person, it's hard to suppress his anger when he sees such a scene.

All this is like a satirical killing.

When the child turned into straw, even the woman who was his mother was cut open and stuffed with yellow straw.

The people in Pingcheng all around whispered, and their eyes were full of suspicion and hostility, which stabbed on the body of monsoon smoke. In their eyes, they seemed to have identified monsoon smoke and Lu Shaoqing as the murderers.

Lu Shaoqing's face was also very ugly. How could he not have thought that his good intentions caused such trouble.

In the face of the criticism from the people of Pingcheng, his face became more and more gloomy.

"General, there's something strange about this. According to these people, it didn't take long for this woman and us to leave. No one saw her leave with us, and no one knew how she died." Lu Shaoqing frowned and went to the side of the monsoon smoke, with a heavy voice.

Pingcheng's investigation has just been carried out, and such things happened.

"I'm afraid someone can't sit down." The eyes of monsoon smoke narrowed slightly. The woman stayed in Pingcheng for such a long time without any accident. However, she died inexplicably just after she contacted them, which was clearly aimed at them.

"What to do now? These people have decided that they are the two of us. Now the street has been blocked. " Lu Shaoqing said.

Monsoon smoke looked at the dense Pingcheng people in front of them. These people gathered together and blocked the exits around the street. These people were ordinary people, and they did not make any drastic moves. They were afraid that they could not disperse them.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and the dense people spontaneously and automatically gave way to a channel. Song Yuan was walking out of the street with the bodyguard of Pingcheng.

The soldiers of the wolf smoke regiment were greatly relieved when they saw Song Yuan. However, the monsoon smoke and Lu Shaoqing's face did not improve at all.

"What's going on here?" Song Yuan brought people to see hundreds of people surrounded by monsoon smoke, and his eyes sank.

When the people of Pingcheng saw the appearance of the city Lord, they all seemed to have a backbone, and immediately rushed up.

"Lord! Come and have a look! It's human life! " A man hurried to Song Yuan's front, pointing to the corpse lying on the ground.

Song Yuan's eyes fell on the female corpse, and he saw that it was miserable and slightly shocked.

"What the hell is going on?"

Then the people around opened their mouths.

"Lord, the woman was fine, but after the two men took her away in the afternoon, she died by the river." The people's mouths were full of words, which pointed to Ji Fengyan and Lu Shaoqing.

Song Yuan's face can't help but show a surprise, he looked up at the monsoon smoke, "general Ji, this What's going on? "

The monsoon smoke looks at Song Yuan and quietly talks about the process of contacting with the woman in the afternoon.

Song Yuan listened a little and didn't immediately open his mouth, while the people beside listened to the words of monsoon smoke, but they were worried.

"You don't know what it is? This man was good, but he died so miserable after he left with you. It's not your fault. Who else can it be