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Chapter 31 The Killer, Shen Qing
When she first entered Qianzhou, Shen Qing had heard the news that the demon appeared in the imperial capital.

Based on the news she got from Wu Zhenhai afterwards, she thought that Sikong Yuan, the true demon slayer, came to kill Yang Zongxian, but she didn't expect to have something to do with Jiaofangsi.

No wonder there are traces of rebuilding the Jiaofang Division. Presumably, Sikong Yuan came here and clashed with the masters of the imperial capital.

"It's interesting, let's listen carefully."

After regaining consciousness, Shen Qing took out a hundred taels of silver bill from the back of his waist, threw it on the table, and drank the wine in the glass calmly.

"My slave's name is Ling Luo, what's the guest officer's name?"

The woman's eyes moved slightly, she didn't look at the bank note, she sat down next to Shen Qing, helped her fill the wine glass, and almost leaned into her arms:
"I've neglected you this time. If the guest officer comes again in the future, I will entertain you~"

It's a hundred taels of silver bills. This kind of big money is not common, and at such a young age, the clan power behind him is probably not trivial. Lingluo has quietly moved his mind, thinking of using some means to win over this sudden appearance. honored guest.

Now Shen Qing's mind is full of Yuzhen's whereabouts, and he didn't hear the hint in Ling Luo's words, so he asked with a little urging: "Why did the human devil come to Jiaofang?"

"This has something to do with Shen Qing, the second daughter of the traitor Shen Lie. The demon seems to have something to do with Shen Lie. There are rumors in the imperial capital that 14 years ago, Shen Lie deliberately let the demon go. Tens of thousands of innocent people died..."

Seeing that Shen Qing seemed a little anxious, Ling Luo didn't dare to whet his appetite any more, and told the whole story of the situation a few months ago.

After listening for a while, Shen Qing figured out the reason.

A few months ago, not long after she left the imperial capital, news spread from the Jiaofang Division that she was planning to select Shen Qing's first guest to enter the curtain in the form of an auction.

Shen Qingren had already left. In order to conduct a normal auction, under the instruction of a certain adult above, the secretary of Jiaofang randomly found an official prostitute to take the top.

In those few days, Yuzhen took care of Shen Qing's daily necessities, but suddenly he disappeared, and she was also guilty of negligence, so this task naturally fell on her.

With Shen Qing's identity, as well as her appearance and posture, this auction should be full of seats.

However, that night, none of the prominent figures in the imperial capital were present, but many merchants and wealthy gentry came to watch the excitement, and there was not even a single Mr. Wang and Sun Gongzi. The business of the Jiaofang Division was even more bleak than usual.

That night, during the auction, Si Kongyuan suddenly appeared and took Yuzhen away.

Even though the God Detective Division had already set up a net in the Jiaofang Division, and the Martial Dao Grandmaster himself was in charge, he did not stop Sikong Yuan's footsteps, but within two rounds, the Martial Dao Grandmaster had already died in Sikong Yuan's hands.

Speaking of this, Ling Luo whispered softly in Shen Qing's ear:

"That day, His Majesty seemed to have come in person. Someone had witnessed the holy face. As for whether it is true or not, I don't know."

Shen Qing was thoughtful, and quickly figured out the key point. It must be that Si Kongyuan heard the news of Shen Lie's distress from somewhere, and returned from overseas, but it was too late when he arrived in the imperial capital.

Hearing that Shen Lie's daughter was still alive, she came to Jiaofang Division and took away Yuzhen who replaced her.

Combined with the news she heard in the barren island, it is not difficult to guess that according to the rumors, the woman who followed the demon was Yuzhen.

After clarifying the whole story, Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, which told her two good news.

One is that Sikong Yuan's sanity is obviously normal, Yuzhen should not be in danger for the time being, and two, Yang Zongxian does not have the strength to kill Sikong Yuan, at least it can be seen that his limit is not invincible.

Just as Shen Qing was contemplating, Ling Luo had leaned into her arms at some point, and a frail and boneless hand slid into the inside of her skirt, extremely flexible, like a swimming snake, familiar with the road, and went straight to Xiasanlu and go.

Shen Qing's complexion changed slightly, she stood up and staggered Ling Luo.

"Guest officer?"

Ling Luo was taken aback for a moment, then sat up on her knees, her delicate face was full of bewilderment.

Shen Qing didn't explain, but frowned slightly, opened the door and walked out.

From now on, there will be no more involvement between her and this woman, and there is no need to say more.

"Slow down, guest."

Ling Luo's eyes dimmed slightly, and she carefully put away the bank notes on the table.

After staying in the Jiaofang Division for a long time, I would occasionally meet such frightened guests, most of whom felt dirty after they came.

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Stepping out of the Jiaofang Division, Shen Qing picked up the horse and walked towards the city gate.

This trip to the imperial capital did not yield nothing, at least he learned about Yuzhen's situation and Sikong Yuan's current state.

At the same time, a new doubt arose in Shen Qing's mind. Sikong Yuan has been awakened for 14 years. For such a long time, with the speed of cultivation of the blood of the gods, it should be enough for him to grow to an extremely terrifying level. Far stronger than his current combat power.

14 years ago, he was able to kill a martial arts grand master, but now he still has to make two moves to kill a martial arts grand master, this should not be a normal level.

Leading the horse across the busy city, Shen Qing casually glanced at the long street, and while he was thinking aimlessly, his eyes suddenly froze.

A luxurious carriage drove over in an extremely mighty manner, four horse-drawn carriages, the body of which was inlaid with many gold, silver and jade objects, and a luminous pearl was inlaid on the black and yellow roof.

This kind of ostentation, even in the imperial capital where tigers dominate and dragons dominate, not many people can have it.

The frame is hollowed out on all sides, with tassels hanging down, and pearls are strung on the tassels, which make a crisp sound when the vehicle is moving, which is pleasant to the ear.

In the frame of the carriage, lay a young man, only in his early twenties, dressed in brocade clothes, handsome and handsome, with the appearance of a nobleman.

呲——

The long knife hanging by the horse's side was unsheathed instantly, and there was a soft moan.

Seeing the person in the frame clearly, Shen Qing reversed his own time in an instant without even thinking about it, and flowed back to the top of the desert three days ago.

The pitch-black divine pattern appeared on the body surface, bloodshot eyes appeared in the pupils, and the moment the blood of the Shadow Clan entered the body, Shen Qing's already boiling killing intent began to surge.

"Yang Qiancheng!"

A thunderous shout resounded through the entire long street, and the startled man in the frame suddenly stood up.

Shen Qing didn't step forward, the almost condensed internal force spurted out, and raised his hand to cut out a jet-black saber light, like a waning moon across the sky, spanning more than ten feet in an instant, bringing the carriage and the figures on it together. and torn to pieces.

Flesh and bones mixed with fragments of the shaft of the car flew across the street, causing countless screams on the long street.

"Today, I will pay you back."

Shen Qing whispered, turned around and put the knife back into its sheath, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly raised her head, looked north at the palace, and narrowed her eyes for a while.

She strode forward, walked into the broken wood and blood mud, picked up a piece of blood-soaked robe fragment, and left five straight and strong characters on the bluestone long street:

'Murderer, Shen Qing. '

(End of this chapter)