C12

Lu Xiaoyang walked out of the yamen with a gloomy face. Looking at the bag in his hand, he felt disgusted. He wanted to throw the bag far away, but he had to carry the bag since there was a message to save Li Ye. Lu Xiaoyang tilted his head in thought. He thought that he should discuss this matter with Sun Xiaoxiao. After coming out of the yamen, he headed toward the nameless tavern on the west side of the city.

Seeing Lu Xiaoyang dressed in white like a fairy, although Sun Xiaoxiao was a bit surprised, she still asked Lu Xiaoyang, "Scum Lu, what's the result?" Seeing Lu Xiaoyang's expression, Sun Xiaoxiao knew that she was not going to get a good result. Her eyes were filled with disappointment, but seeing the sachet in Lu Xiaoyang's hands, she picked up her hope and hurriedly opened it. There was no gold medal, no Alchemy Book Iron Scroll, only a slip of paper. Sun Xiaoxiao was a bit surprised, but she still opened the note.

Sun Xiaoxiao paled, the hand holding the paper was trembling, and her lips were trembling. The paper also did not contain any threatening words, just a few short words, like a riddle, "You want yours, I want mine." Shen Jian's request was very simple, you want your partner's land, I want your land, you want to let people go, the land can be exchanged for the land.

He shook his head when he heard it, drank a few mouthfuls of wine, and shook his head as he continued speaking, "I told you not to hit me too hard, just half to death would be fine. Ah, how will you explain it to Master Shen then?"

The iron chains on his hands and feet did not obstruct Li Ye's fluid movements. Before he had even finished a set of fist techniques, the boss had already collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

Li Ye seemed to have smelled something, and his nose twitched fiercely. Although Li Ye smelled something strange the moment he entered, he did not know that it was blood, and when he knocked the leader onto the ground, he smelled the blood on the corner of his mouth, exactly the same as the smell in the cell. Following the smell, Li Ye saw an empty cell, which, although swept, was still filled with the smell of blood.

"If nothing unexpected happens, then Chang Huan's death will be fatal." Li Ye thought in his heart. He hastily pulled over a prisoner who was shivering in the corner, pointed to the cell, and asked: "Is there a weird smell in the cell today?" Was there a prisoner somewhere yesterday? Is that person Chang Huan? " Li Ye's mouth was asking like a string of cannons. The criminals who were dragged over thought that they would be hit as well. Looking at their boss on the ground, they swallowed their saliva and closed their eyes, waiting for Li Ye to beat him up.

"Yes …" "It's a weird smell that I only had today. There was a prisoner last night, but I don't know if it was an everlasting one or not." When Li Ye heard this, he finally had a good start. He could not help but ask, "Did you hear the scream yesterday?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know why I slept so well yesterday, but I didn't hear any screams. I woke up quite late today, and found that the person in the cell was gone." After hearing this, Li Ye's heart sank again. Although he knew some clues, he still didn't know how Chang Huan died. Li Ye let go of the prisoner and let him leave. He sat cross-legged on the straw in front of the cell's skylight and thought to himself, "I've found some clues. Wait for me."