Chapter 57

Lin yushao is out of the customs. Yan Zhaoge has known before.

Lin yushao will come to the eastern Tang Dynasty, and Yan Zhaoge has known before.

Although the original owner of the body left to their own historical legacy of some scratching, but Yan Zhaoge also did not care too much.

As for whether Lin yushao came because he heard that Ye Jing was trapped in the town's Longyuan or for his Yan Zhaoge, it's not so important.

But Yan Zhaoge did not expect that Lin yushao died.

What's more, it's not about being killed by accident, it's about being killed.

Yan Zhao song Leng for a long time, just returned to God: "not Xiao Sheng or Chao Yuanlong?"

At this time, Yan Zhaoge's first reaction after hearing the news, but since the warrior in black didn't mention the great sun Shengzong at the first time when reporting, it shouldn't be.

“…… Have you met the desperado

Although it's absurd, it's the only possibility Yan Zhaoge can think of except Xiao Sheng and others.

As far as I know, Lin yushao has no enemies, at least no enemies of life and death.

Even if because of Yan Zhaoge's reason, was angry by other people, in addition to the great sun Shengzong, there is no particularly big hatred.

However, in Linyuan city and zhenlongyuan area, there are often all kinds of adventurous people going in and out of zhenlongyuan, including some brave, ruthless and unscrupulous ones.

Although Lin yushao is a disciple of Guangcheng mountain, he may encounter the kind of murderer who is drunk and happy one day.

At this time, we can only rely on our own abilities.

The man in black shook his head and said softly, "it is said that only miss Lin's body was found. The murderer can't be sure. Miss Lin's clothes are neat and don't look like she has been violated."

Yan Zhaoge looks up slightly, his eyebrows are frowning gradually, and several thoughts emerge in his mind for a while.

Although he had a deep dispute with the original owner of the body, she had not even met the girl Lin since Yan Zhaoge came to this era.

Listening to each other's death, although not sad, but also slightly sorry.

After all, a young life just withers.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge breathed out a long breath: "go back to say it."

A group of people continue to move forward, and finally gradually out of the Luliao mountains.

On the way to Linyuan city from the edge of the mountains, you can see Guangcheng mountain warrior coming.

The chief master saw Yan Zhaoge, but his face changed slightly: "nephew Yan."

Yan Zhaoge recognized that he was under Xu Chuan's command and nodded: "what can I do for you?"

The other side lowered his voice: "elder Xu, please don't go into the city first, and meet at the ten li ancient pavilion outside the city."

Yan Zhao's singing God is calm and calm: "no need, please let me tell you something about it. Walking along the road, I said that I was in a hurry to go to the capital of the eastern Tang Dynasty."

The middle-aged warrior hesitated and nodded away.

Yan Zhaoge's vision is far away. He can see that he is also observing his party in the distance. Seeing that he came out of the Luliao mountains, he immediately turned around and left.

Obviously, it's to inform the other party.

Yan Zhaoge didn't stop him. He went on his way.

Zhao shilie, Zhao Yuan and other colleagues gradually realized that they were not right. After all, they were the royal family of the eastern Tang Dynasty. Few of the things happened on the ground in the eastern Tang Dynasty could be concealed from them.

Send someone down to inquire about it, and the news will be returned soon. Everyone looks different at one time.

Zhao shilie seemed calm, but he kept twirling his beard. Zhao Sheng had a slight meaning of watching a good play. Zhao Yuan's face was worried.

Zhao Hao, on the other hand, looked indifferent.

Soon, Xu Chuan, with a worried face, came out of Linyuan city in person and predicted Yan Zhaoge and others on the way.

"Nephew Yan is back, and his highness King Jin, the eldest prince, the third prince and the sixteenth prince. They haven't seen each other for a long time."

Xu Chuan said hello seriously, but soon sent the voice of vigorous Qi to Yan Zhao's ear: "Yan Shao, Lin yushao, Lin shinephew was killed, do you know?"

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were calm, his face was a little sad, and he nodded slowly: "I heard that, but I don't know who is the poison hand?"

Xu Chuan's face was a little bitter: "it's said that it's Yan Shao you..."

Yan Zhaoge's eyebrows suddenly twisted into a ball: "how can it be? Who's talking nonsense? "

"It's said that martial nephew Lin has been shut up for a long time, and you are indifferent to her." It's said that Yan Zhaoge is tired of Lin yushao. Of course, he dare not repeat this to Yan Zhaoge directly.

"It's said that when you came to Dongtang this time, Yan Shao, you fell in love with the same martial nephew Sikong."

Yan Zhaoge is very angry and funny: "I leave such an impression?"

Xu Chuan takes a look behind Yan Zhaoge, teasing Feng Yunsheng, the little black dog.

When Yan Zhao sings, he helps his forehead.

Xu Chuan did not dare to continue to stimulate him. He said dryly, "it's said that after martial nephew Lin left the customs, he heard about Yanshao and martial nephew Sikong. He was worried about being out of favor, so he came to Dongtang."

"After you met, you had a quarrel. You were bothered by martial nephew Lin, and as a result..."

Xu Chuan can't go on, because Yan Zhaoge's face is black.

Yan Zhaoge said angrily: "this is no basis for rumors, but also believe?"

Xu Chuan said with a wry smile: "it's just that it's said that martial nephew Lin died under the palm of Dou rate..."

Yan Zhaoge's pupil suddenly shrank: "pocket rate palm?"

Xu Chuan nodded heavily: "the body is the first one found by Yan Xu, the elder of the eastern Tang Dynasty. Now it is also under their care. It is difficult to get close to the body for examination in a short time."

"However, it is said that a huge wound has been opened between the chest and abdomen, and the flesh and blood have been burned. At least it is caused by the martial arts with the spirit of fire."

"But at the moment, there is news that martial nephew Lin died under dourate's palm."

He looked at Yan Zhaoge worried.

It's impossible for Guangcheng mountain warrior to have only Yan Zhaoge and not only him in the eastern Tang Dynasty.

But there is only one person with motive, Yan Zhaoge.

Although that motive is a bit of bullshit.

But the fact that it's a little bit painful is that such peach lace love killing news is the easiest to spread.

The image of Yan Zhaoge is not good-looking.

It's just frivolous news. The public is still very happy about the story of beautiful women loving heroes, but erotic killing is quite another matter.

Especially this kind of news, even if the truth is clarified afterwards, the public may not believe it.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed slightly.

I'm afraid that the rumor monger's idea is not so simple as destroying people's reputation.

Yan Zhaoge feels vaguely that this seems to be some kind of foreshadowing

After thinking for a moment, Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "it really has nothing to do with me. Naturally, the truth of sister Lin's murder should be found out in detail."

"But at the moment, I have an urgent matter to rush to the capital of the eastern Tang Dynasty. It's related to my Guangcheng mountain foundation. I'm also sad about the death of younger martial sister Lin, but now I can only go public before I go private."

"The elder of Dongzhou is on his way to the capital of Dongtang. I will join him there."

Xu chuanleng Leng, thought Yan Zhaoge was just avoiding, but since the elders of Dongzhou are coming, it seems that there is a big deal.

"Elder Yan is in Linyuan city. He orders that you should be led to see him as soon as you are seen. Nephew Lin's body is also in the city." Xu Chuan hesitated and whispered.

Yan Zhaoge said: "people forget things, he forgot, I don't belong to him now."

"If he has something to do, let him follow him to the capital of Dongtang."