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Hearing that, Ling Xiao held the ice-cold box tightly in his arms, and his eyes instantly became sharp. He looked at the person on the carriage and asked: "Are you doing this on purpose?"

These words were not a question, but an affirmation.

He hadn't seen through the trap they had set, and had fallen into their trap step by step.

"Yes, I did." Feng Mochen openly admitted it, and under the firelight, a shallow plan appeared on her beautiful and exquisite face: "I purposely set this up, but I'm not sure if it's you, or if you'll come. "Looks like my guess is correct. You really are the murderer."

She emphasized the word 'murderer' very heavily.

"When did you start suspecting me?" Ling Xiao asked.

Feng Mochen jumped down from the carriage, followed by Ye Licha who jumped down from the carriage, maintaining a distance of one meter away from Ling Xiao.

Because she had lost too much blood and her body had not recovered yet, she had to endure it. She did not want Ling Xiao to discover anything.

"It could be said that when I first met you." Her burning gaze looked at Ling Xiao as she spoke each word, "Actually, the City Lord had already been killed by you, right? You are not Ling Xiao at all, you are the old Daoist Priest Sanli Pao outside the city. "

Hearing that, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with shock, his face full of disbelief as he stared at Feng Mochen.

He was not the only one who was shocked, Ye Licha too.

"What evidence do you have?" Ling Xiao did not deny nor admit it. He only snorted: "Master, your imagination is rather rich, to be able to link two unrelated people together."

"The poison in your body is evidence." The Feng Mochen took a step forward, his gaze turning sharp, "The poison in the citizens' bodies is different from yours. Liu Su checked your body, and the symptoms on your body looked exactly the same as his, but if you don't die, they will."

"Hur hur." When Ling Xiao heard this, he could not help but sneer, feeling as if he had just heard a joke, "Master, you cannot help but have a lot of imagination, and this nonsense about martial arts is also one set after another. If you say that I am the murderer, then why should I harm them? "

"Why?" Feng Mochen slowly narrowed her eyes, her voice cold. "Aren't you the one who is most clear about this?"

"Please enlighten me, milord." Ling Xiao said with a nonchalant tone, as if he was an innocent person.

Feng Mochen pursed her lips.

"You are a member of the Moya Clan, and the cave at the back of the mountain was where your clansmen used to live. If I guessed correctly, it should be because the citizens of the city sent out the secret of the cave that they killed your clansmen, and you and Qiu Yu are the last survivors."

and mentioned Moya Clan.

Ling Xiao was not as calm as before. Although his face was covered by a black veil and his expression could not be seen clearly, one could tell from his eyes that Feng Mochen's analysis was not wrong.

He clenched the wooden box tightly with his fingers. The coldness that seeped out of it was like his heart was also freezing the sky.

He just stared at Feng Mochen, as if he could see a hole in her body.

After being silent for a long while, Ling Xiao finally said slowly, "How do you know so much in a short two days? Why do you know all about it? Who told you that? "

"I didn't tell you anything, I was only guessing, I didn't expect that you would have guessed everything right. If I knew you were so smart, I would have bought the lottery ticket. Six million, how great would that be?"

The Feng Mochen spoke very casually. She must be so happy that she jumped when she imagined herself winning the lottery. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep for a few days and nights.

Ling Xiao did not understand what she meant, and growled at her, "Since you have guessed everything, then don't meddle in other people's business. Go back to where you came from. This place has already become hell on earth. Even if the deities were to come, they wouldn't be able to change my decision to kill them. "

The last sentence was filled with killing intent.

It was as if he had made up his mind to kill everyone within the city.