In the mourning hall, Blue Cloud Sky took out three incense sticks and lit them up. He stood in front of his father's coffin and kowtowed three times. "Father, in order to find out who killed you, I have decided to open the coffin and examine the corpse. Don't blame your son for this!"

Xiang Xue stood at the side. She did not expect the blue sky to agree with her idea, so she also lit three sticks of incense and walked to the side of the blue sky: "Uncle Lan Yan, I know this is a great disrespect to you, but you must also want us to find the culprit. We will do our best, please rest in peace!"

"I've already confessed to my father, so go ahead and do it. Xue'er, I believe in you!"

"En!" Xiang Xue'er nodded. A few servants brought out a variety of tools. With a 'hua la' sound, the heavy and heavy coffin was opened. The body of Blue Dye Sword One appeared in front of everyone.

A few coroners from the yamen were brought in, and the corpses were placed in an empty room nearby. Xiang Xue'er used a white cloth to cover her nose and mouth before entering with Lian Chengxue. They entered the makeshift autopsy room.

"How is it? "Did you find anything?" Xiang Xue'er walked to the side of the corpse and looked at one of the coroners. She pointed at the wounds on his body and said, "There are many wounds on his body. These look like new wounds. It seems like he went through a bitter battle before he died."

"En!" "Yes." Xiang Xue'er nodded. There were more than just a few wounds on the Blue Dye Sword. It was obvious that only after a hundred battles, would one be able to obtain the Tenth Order.

"That fatal wound must be here!" Xiang Xue'er looked at the bowl-sized wound on his chest that was directly aimed at his heart. Furthermore, the wound was extremely neat and tidy. With a single glance, she could tell that his opponent was quick and ruthless.

"You're right, this is indeed a fatal injury." The coroner looked at it for a long time before shaking his head in confusion. "But I find it strange that an expert like the Blue Dye Sword would actually be injured in a frontal attack. It's really strange!"

Xiang Xue'er turned her head and looked at the blue sky. She extended her hand and suddenly rushed toward his chest. The sky was instantly startled and grabbed her hand. "Xue'er, what are you doing?"

"Strange. Even if I ambushed you, you would still be able to react and grab my hand. But you, your father, are much stronger. How could he not dodge this attack?"

Indeed, when the blue sky heard Xiang Xue'er's explanation, it became extremely difficult for her to understand. She lowered her head and asked. He looked at the wound on the corpse and asked, "Coroner, do you think this wound was caused by a Yao Mo?"

"Yo demon?" For coronation, press with a boning knife. After looking at the wound for a long time, he said, "It doesn't look very similar. Look at this wound, it's a hand wound." If it goes deep into the chest, then the Yao Demon will definitely leave some traces with its claws! "

No trace of claws, no hair, scales, or the like. It was indeed strange. Xiang Xue'er sighed. She had examined the corpse for a long time, but had not found a single reliable clue.

The coroner put on his blue dye sword and began to pack up. He came to the conclusion, "The fatal wound in the chest is caused by a hand thrust through it." and it got into the heart. "

If she were back in the modern world, she would be able to find out who the culprit was just by checking his DNA. Helpless, she turned to leave, but suddenly, the blue sword that had been placed on the edge of the chuang dropped down and hit her leg.

"Hmm?" Xiang Xue'er suddenly stopped and turned her head. She saw that the Blue Dye Sword's right hand was tightly clenched, and from between the gaps of her fingers, a hint of white could be faintly seen.

When the blue sky saw that her eyes were different, it immediately stopped and asked: "Xue'er, what's wrong?"

"Look!" Xiang Xue'er pointed at the hand with her blue sword and quickly leaned over. He looked around for a while before saying, "Qingtian, your father seems to have something in his hands!"

Qingtian looked at it and quickly pulled his father's hand away. He took out the object that his father held tightly in his hand. It was a broken white piece. Just what was this thing that he was holding tightly in his hand.

Xiang Xue'er caressed her chin as she examined the object in Qingtian's hand. "Even if I die, I must hold this object tightly in my hand. Could this be the thing that the legends say I captured from the body of the murderer?"

After the two of them left the autopsy room, they kept staring at the fragment. "What is this? It doesn't look like something people carry around with them! "

Everyone was at a loss. Although they still didn't know where this item came from, there were some new developments. Xiang Xue'er remembered what the coroner said before, this wound wasn't the so-called Yao Mo Magic, but if it wasn't, then who killed the blue sword?

At this moment, a figure walked in from outside. The people sitting by the side of the mourning hall turned their heads and saw that it was actually the Twelfth Holy Knight, the Ancient Flowing Horse.

A horse? This guy actually came. Xiang Xue'er frowned and quickly said, "My current identity is a little awkward, so I might as well leave for the time being!"

"Un, that's right!" Lingzhu immediately nodded and the group hid behind the side door of the mourning hall and looked outside through the slit in the door.

When the Spiritual Bead saw the horse, it had an indescribable feeling of fear. For some reason, it always felt as if this man was emitting an uncontrollable wave of yin aura.

"What's wrong with you? Spiritual Bead? " Xiang Xue'er turned her head and saw the strange expression on Ling Zhu's face. It seemed that these two had never interacted with each other before, so she quietly asked.

"It's nothing, I just don't have a good impression of this person!" Ling Zhu shook her head: "I can't say. Anyway, the moment I saw her, all the hairs on my body stood up!"

"Senior Gu!" He patted Qingtian's shoulder with a sad face, "Qingtian, these past few days have been too busy. I've been tracking down the Demon Army's tracks, so I haven't had the time to come here and give your father an incense stick."

Qingtian was very touched as he walked to the side and lit three sticks of incense. He handed them over to Gu Shenwei. "Thank you, Senior Gu. My father would definitely feel comforted if he knew that you've come!"

After three incense sticks of time, Gu Liu kept staring at the red coffin. After a long while, he said, "Oh my god, I'm going to stay in town these few days. Do you know which tavern is better?"

Gu Liuma had helped Xiang Xue'er before, and they had fought together, so they had a good relationship. He quickly said, "Since Senior Gu wants to stay for a few days, why go to the inn? I have ordered some people to clean up the guest rooms in the backyard.

When Gu Liuma heard how generous he was to let him stay, she did not refuse, but immediately nodded in agreement: "Since you're so kind, then I'll disturb you. I hope it won't affect your filial piety."

"No, senior Gu can stay as he pleases!" After Qingtian had finished speaking, he immediately instructed the servant to bring the horse to the backyard. After seeing him leave, Xiang Xue'er and the rest of the servants came out from the side door.

"This weird guy actually wants to live here. Could he be plotting something bad?" "Okay, I know you don't like him, but he saved my life before. No matter what, I can't refuse to live here, right?"

"Well, I don't like him either!" "No one asked for your opinion, even though I don't like him either."

The fat ancestor took a deep breath and pulled Xue'er to the side. In a low voice, he asked, "Xue'er, how long are you planning to stay here? We still have other things to do!"

December 12th. There were only a dozen days left before the Six Point Star, which the Demon Lord had mentioned. How could Xiang Xue'er forget about such a major event? However, she still hadn't found the Demon Lord's million Military Advisor, and now that the Azure Sky was in trouble, how could she not be by her side?