Chapter 291: Things get bigger

Prince Yunze Guo Lingxue fell to the upper left corner of the secret room, his eyes widened and he could not stare.
There was a pool of solidified blood at his mouth.
"The sternum is broken, and it is shattered by powerful punches. There are no signs of fighting against the defense."
Huantai Palace stood up and frowned a word.
Lu Qian held the hilt and stood by the door, looking at the corpse of the emperor with a cold look.
The princess was killed by pinching her neck with her claws, and she did not resist.
But even more critical is the messy shirt on the body, which seems to have suffered abuse and humiliation before his death.
"Master, please ask clearly."
At this time, an old man with silver armor flew to the door, bowed his hand and worshipped, looking a little weird.
"Say."
Lu Gan coldly spit out a word.
"Yes!"
The old man named Yinjia said: "According to the butler, the guard, and the confession of the servant girl, Prince Lingze of Yunze returned to his house three quarters before and brought the eighth prince and his guard. But after a tea, the eighth prince Departed from his guard. Later, Ling Xia, and the princess continued to instruct the next person to prepare the auditorium. "
"Three quarters?"
Lu Qian squinted slightly.
Three quarters is forty-five minutes.
His marriage team walked from Suzaku Long Street to Proton Mansion for half an hour, that is, an hour.
At this time, the old man with silver armor continued to say, "It was about two and a half minutes ago, Ling hunting, and the princess let the people keep the yard, and if they didn't let them in, they never came out again."
After Lu Qian heard this, he frowned and looked at Huantai Palace: "When did the two die?"
"Lingxuan died about two and a half minutes. The corpse of the princess was still hot. It should have been just a short while ago." Huantai Palace frowned.
"Hey hey, it's his husband's turn to play at this time!"
Accompanied by a laugh, the drunken criminal veteran flew over and entered the secret room.
Huantai Palace seemed to know the old man, frowned, and didn't speak.
The veteran drank a sip of spirits, set the wine gourds aside, crouched down and started an autopsy, and soon concluded that "the deceased had indeed been violated before his death."
Instantly, Lu Qian's eyes became extremely cold.
Huantai Palace's eyebrows tightened immediately: "As soon as the news spreads, there may be riots in Nuzhou! I am afraid this case is not easy to handle! You must find out the truth!"
"These two were killed!"
Lu Qian glanced coldly at the two corpses on the ground: "As for the Princess Lingkui, I am also instructed to stab me! As long as you find out the true murderer behind the scenes, the truth is naturally revealed to the world! And, I already have a guess in my heart ! "
It seemed that Lu Gan's words were so clear-cut that Huantai Palace frowned.
"Let that housekeeper come in!"
Lu Qian shouted outside.
"Yes!"
Soon, the old man in silver armor walked into the closet with an old butler in yellow.
The old housekeeper was frightened when he saw the body, and his pupils shrank.
"I ask you, after Prince Yunze Guo came to Xuanjing, did he live in Proton House in the beginning?"
Lu Qian asked coldly.
"Master, yes."
The old steward pursed his lips, his face full of awe: "When Prince Ling Ze of Yunze stayed in Zhizifu, he practiced martial arts with the three guards who came with Yun Ze. The same was true of Princess Lingkui, who never went out. The faces were all cold and indifferent to thousands of miles away. Only the emperor was gentle and dignified and very tolerant. "
This is also well understood.
The imperial prince, the princess, were raised in captivity like pigs and dogs in the enemy country, and whoever would be alert and watchful.
Only when they hide the hatred in their hearts will they put on a mask and make friends.
"So, how long does this practice behind closed doors last so that they have a friend to visit? Who is it?"
Lu Qian asked with narrow eyes.
The old housekeeper recalled for a while and replied, "It lasted for about a month. The first person who came to the door seemed to be the eighth prince."
"Oh, it really is."
Lu Qian's eyes were cold.
Ling hunting a prince who died in the country has no use value at all, and being closer to him may make people suspect that it is the remaining evil of Yunze Kingdom.
In this case, normal people will avoid it like a tiger.
But the eighth emperor did the opposite and actually made friends with Ling Ling, and then thought that he had just taken someone to grab the hydrangea and appeared at the scene of the murder. It is difficult to make people not doubt him.
Huantai Palace frowned: "God King, do you mean ... this case is related to the Eighth Prince?"
"Does it matter, just ask if you know?"
Lu Qian's eyes were sharp, and he stepped out of the back room and gave an order: "Come, point at three thousand silver armors and let the king go to investigate!"
"Yes!"
A master of the sky in the sky responded.
Step on, step on.
Soon, the array of three thousand soldiers and horses at the gate of Proton House was like a tiger and a horse like a dragon, silent and silent.
Lu Gan leapt to his horse.
drive.
With his cold drink, three thousand Molin horses washed away like a torrent, and Mercedes ran like electricity, crossing the long street, rolling up a gust of wind.
The sound of horseshoes is dense like a cymbal drum, and spreads clearly in the night.
Above the sky, dozens of streaming discs form a large array, and the guards circle for hundreds of miles.
The battlefield is very scary.
The people along the way were shocked and surprised when they saw this, but after a while thinking, it is no wonder that the King of God was just assassinated.
But where is the God King?
After a cup of tea.
Woo!
With a clear drink, Lu Gan yanked the reins and stopped in front of a high-walled gold tile door, cold as ice.
Under the shining of a huge lantern, three golden characters on the gate of Zhu Hong came into view: Yawang Mansion.
"Dare to ask the Godly King late at night, why?"
The mighty generals at the gate recognized Lu Gan, took a step forward, and bowed his hands in worship, and the sound spread like Hong Zhong.
Immediately, the lights of the whole palace turned on, as if waking up.
Lu Qian's face was expressionless, but he waved his hand: "Around the palace, no fly is allowed to let go."
"Yes!"
Behind him, Zhen Fu Si quickly led the order. Three thousand people were divided into a small team and shot out, starting to surround the entire palace.
This time, let the mighty general stiffen there, his face was a bit ugly: "God King, this is the residence of His Highness Eight!"
"Noise!"
Lu Qian shot two cold lights with his eyes: "Open the door! Otherwise, kill you on the spot!"
On the side of Fang Youxue, Zhao Mingyue was a little shocked, really did not expect that Lu Qian was so domineering in handling the case, he was going to kill.
"Who is so bold that he dare to kill the guards of Yawang Mansion?"
At this time, a voice came from the palace.
call out.
A crimson streamer came flying, floating in mid-air, standing high and looking down at the landing stem. He was an old man dressed in black and stunned, but his appearance was a little weird.
Lu Qian recognized him. He was the elder of the Xuanhuang Seven-pulse Chaoyang pulse, Ma Luo, and a magnificent Ma Guogong.
"It turns out to be Ma Guogong, don't you sleep so late, aren't you afraid of sudden death?"
Lu Qian sneered: "But yes, anyway, you are all stepping into the coffin. Instead of using time to sleep, it is better to play."
"Boy, how dare you speak to the old man! The old man is a grand father! How dare you be so rude?"
Ma Luo's eyes glared, and he was rebuked on the spot.
Lu Qian heard the words, looked indifferent, and arched toward Ma Luo: "Ma Guogong, I'm sorry, please forgive me for being rude."
"Humph!"
Ma Luo heard a cold hum.
But at this time, Lu Qian narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "If it is convenient, can you die now? You look so refreshing! After a few months, you will see your father and mother below, remember to help me Ask them why they are so born, and keep the good things by themselves, not for you. However, it is also possible that your father and mother just leave you the best. "
"what?"
Ma Luo's face was somber and sullen, and his body exuded an astonishment.
Obviously, attacking his looks has touched his inverse scale.
However, under the coercion of the French-speaking scene, Lu Qian didn't have any fear, jumped off the horse, and walked coldly: "I just apologized to you just to give you face. Now I scold you again because ... ... I'm the biggest here! How about you? "
boom! boom!
With that said, Lu Qian kicked out his two feet and directly flew a high-density copper-gold gate, flying away and lasing, slamming into the shadow wall in the courtyard.
There were two huge bangs, and the shadow wall was directly smashed, collapsed, and the rubble flew.
The flowers and plants in the courtyard were immediately planted.
In the air, Ma Luo saw this scene, his face was extremely ugly.
But he didn't dare to move.
Under the moonlight, Lu Qian's gold medal flashed in his waist, so he could only hold his anger to his heart ~ EbookFREE.me ~ God King, you are too much! This is also where you can scatter wild? Are you trying to rebel? "
At this time, Zhao Ya, the eighth prince in a pajamas, burst into anger and fell into the courtyard.
As soon as the voice fell, the golden bamboo tube in his hand flew out a golden flame, dragging the slender red flame, and flew straight to the sky, exploding into a golden dragon pattern.
This is the royal family's distress signal.
boom!
Suddenly, the entire Xuanjing shook.
Countless streams of light, covering the sky and sun, fly here.
Lu Qian looked up at the golden dragon fireworks in the sky, his mouth slightly raised.
Things seem to be getting bigger.
But I like it!