Bone Painting Coroner

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The person who came in was called Lin Feng.

He is burly and looks very strong, revealing the style of a general.

The bearded face was sturdy, with the majesty and loyalty of the general, despite the dark skin, the scar on the forehead was still clearly visible, and it was lying across his forehead, adding a bit of fierceness. Qi.There was a lot of fierceness in those black eyes.

He held a long sword that he couldn't leave his hand for a long time, and bowed towards Wenwen Rock.

"General."

But did not get a response!

Wen Panshi was displeased and half-loud when he came in. He opened his mouth, "Lieutenant General Lin, do you know what you did wrong?"

"I don't know."

"Who gave you orders to kill you?" Even though the voice was low, it was powerful.

Lin Feng, "No one has given orders."

"boom!"

Wen Panshi clapped the table, and stepped forward two or three steps, quickly withdrew the sword in his hand, only to see a silver light passing through the air, and in a blink of an eye, Jian Feng pointed at Lin Feng's case.

Only a few cents will be inserted into his throat.

"father!"

Wen Xian got up immediately and wanted to stop it.

I saw Wen Panshi holding the sword and pointed it at Lin Feng's neck. He didn't mean to retract the sword. He turned his wrist upwards, and the sword moved with it. It made people sweat.

"Do you know what is wrong?" the roar asked.

Lin Feng did not mean to hide, but raised his chin. "The subordinate made a mistake and should be punished. The general wants to kill."

cowardly!

"Although I watched you grow up, I promised that your father will take care of you, but it is wrong, and I will never be tolerated."

"Isn't the dog emperor wrong?"

"you……"

"He killed my father and the father and his son paid back. I want him to taste the bereavement too!"

At the next moment, Wen Panshi picked up the sword and stabbed it fiercely at his thigh.

The flesh is pierced, and the blood overflows.

He hit the ground on one knee.

Kneel in front of Wen Panshi.

"There is only you left in the blood of the Lin family. Your father grabbed my hand before he died and asked me to raise you up. In the future, my father will be resurrected, but because of private enmity, you almost disrupted the whole plan. It’s not just the life of you alone, but the life of 100,000 soldiers. How do you make your father look?"

Despite the scolding, Ke Wen Pan Shi was in tears.

Lin Feng lowered his head and said nothing.

"Today you can kill the dog emperor's son, but your people almost killed the life of a young man!"

Uh!

He suddenly looked up, "Impossible, I have given an order not to hurt the young man."

"Blood wars are chaotic. It has never been said that death is death, and life is alive. If the young man dies, we all have no need to live. Do you understand?"

Lin Feng was stunned!

With his head down, his fists smashed hard on the ground. "General, it is the fault of his subordinates. I guarantee that this will never happen again. You punish me."

Wen Panshi's original anger dissipated and said with a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, the young man is fine."

After he finished speaking, he sighed heavily for a long time—

Pass the sword in his hand to Lin Feng.

"Get up."

Lin Feng raised his head, his stubborn eyes finally settled down a bit, reached out his hand, grasped the sword, poked hard on the ground and got up, and then put the sword into the hilt!

Wen Panshi sat back to his position, "This incident is so big, I suppose Rong Wang must have started to check, you must do it cleanly, and they must not be allowed to find anything."

"Yes."

"Okay, go quickly, don't get people's attention."

Lin Feng bowed his hand at him and went out.

However, not long after he went out, Wen Xian followed him.

"You did do something reckless today, I know you always wanted to avenge your father, but you can't be in a hurry, we waited for so many years, now the younger generation has also found it, not far from the big plan, now this There is absolutely nothing wrong with the knuckles."

Lin Feng did not look at him, and continued to walk in front of the secret road, "You still have to take care of yourself. In recent years, you are like a puppet."

Uh!

Wen Xian suddenly stopped.

When there was no sound around him, Lin Feng realized that he had said the wrong thing, and turned to a sad man with a sad face. "Don't worry about what you said just now.

"It's okay, so many years have passed."

"Yeah, you should let go."

He laughed lightly, "Who hasn't done a few jerk things in his life."

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, don't give it away, I'm leaving,"

He left.

Wen Xian stood on the spot in a dim tunnel, only the candlelight placed every few meters next to him, and the fire was faintly reflected on his face. Such a gentle man looked like a gentle man. Unhappy, it has been a long time since I heard his hearty laughter.

He reached out and touched the flute in his hand, and then slowly reached the hanging jade pendant. After a long time of rubbing, his face became more and more heavy.

...

Early the next morning, Zuo Yao rushed over and learned that what happened last night, his heart jumped to his throat, and he was uneasy along the way, fearing that the Buddha would be injured.

After all, the black gauze hat and life on his head are hanging. If something happens to Jingrong and the court investigates him, he will definitely die.

Can you not panic?

But when Jingrong was still alive, his heart finally settled down.

"Your lord, Xiaguan must send more people to find out the assassins, and it is the fault of the lord to kill the prince."

The tone trembled.

Jing Rong was playing with a few bamboos he had just cut down in the yard, and took a knife to grind the burrs on it. After a while, Kung Fu was smooth and slippery.

He rubbed it back and forth in his hands and stopped until he felt that he was not cutting his hand.

He glanced at Zuo Yao standing next to him, "Master Zuo, don't need to take everything to yourself. This matter has nothing to do with your Yufu Yamen. This king will handle it by himself. You just have to deal with disaster relief."

"Yes, that... The prince asked Xiaguan to find out the records of the merchants who passed the imperial palace in recent years.

With that said, he handed over the book prepared in his sleeve.

Jing Rong took it, turned it over, and closed it again, "You go back first, something will happen, this king will notify you."

Without giving him the opportunity to speak, Jing Rong gave him a head.

He went to Ji Yunshu and gave her the bamboo he had ground. "In the past few days, I asked Zi Yun to teach you a few defensive techniques. You use bamboo as a sword and practice well."

"I won't." She refused directly. "It would be okay for me to use a knife to pierce someone's stomach and practise martial arts. It would be a little difficult for me."

As soon as she came, she wasn't that material!

Second, her bones are hard!

Can't practice.