I heard His Highness has supernatural powers

In the corner, after the transparent ripples spread out, a young man appeared in the room out of thin air, just like the little red chicken back then. -

The man's appearance was extremely ordinary, but he had a pair of deep and gentle eyes.Anyone who sees these eyes will not involuntarily calm down.There was a small white snake hanging around the man's neck. The little snake had a pair of purple eyes. At this moment, it was sticking intimately to the man's neck, looking lazily at the direction of the top of the bed.Upon closer inspection, one can find that the little white snake is not a snake, but a little white dragon with dragon horns and claws.

Sensing other people coming into the room, Fu Yun, who was holding Xuan Jing's body, trembled slightly.He carefully put Xuan Jing back on the bed, and then turned around with a blank face.Just now he turned his back to the person and the dragon, so he didn't know that they appeared out of thin air.Just pretend that the person coming is a certain martial arts master with superb martial arts.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Fu Yun said calmly.

The strange man showed a kind smile: "Xuanyuan, I came here to pick up the little Tianjun back to the heaven."

Fu Yun was taken aback, Little Tianjun?He was silent for a while, and then he suddenly remembered who the little Tianjun was talking about in the man's mouth.A sense of sadness suddenly surged in his numb heart, is even Xiaodan going to leave him...

Suddenly, I saw the little red chicken flapping its wings and flying towards the strange man like a small firecracker: "Grandpa Xuanyuan!!!"

Xuanyuan, who was thrown into his arms, embraced the passionate little red chicken, touched its little head, and said with a smile: "Little egg has had enough fun in the human world? If you don't go back, I'm afraid the elders of the Feng clan will turn the heavens upside down." Turned upside down."

Thinking of his misdeeds of skipping class halfway, Little Red Chicken lowered his head in shame.The little white dragon hanging around Xuanyuan's neck was dissatisfied with Xuanyuan's intimacy with the little red chicken, and swung its tail towards the little red chicken vigorously.The little red chicken, who was unable to dodge for a while, was caught straight and screamed angrily.

"Smelly Xize, see if I don't bite you to death!" The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and the little red chicken, who was already unhappy with the little white dragon Xize, didn't care about the issue of seniority, and rushed towards the little white dragon.One dragon and one chicken fought like this.

Xuanyuan smiled wryly and shook his head, seeing that the dragon and the chicken didn't use any spells, so they let them go.He walked slowly in front of Fu Yun, with a sincere tone: "Little Dan, thanks to you for taking good care of me these days, little brother, Xuanyuan thank you here." As he said, he bowed his hands to Fu Yun.

Fu Yun wanted to return the other party with a smile, but it was a pity that he couldn't smile at the moment anyway, so he could only barely move the corner of his mouth, and nodded slightly: "You don't need to say thank you, it should be. After all, Xiao Dan is...his brother's. child.,"

Xuanyuan was startled when he heard the words.Little Red Chicken, who was halfway through the hand-to-hand fight with Xize, turned around and explained: "I met Uncle Xingchen, brother Fu Yun is Uncle Xingchen's wife." After speaking, he immediately turned around and threw himself into the fight with Xize.

daughter in law?Fu Yun felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes dimmed a bit.

"So that's how it is." Xuanyuan knew clearly, his eyes turned around on the dummy on the bed, and then he looked back calmly, "Although this is the case, after all, you have kindness to Xiaodan, in order to repay this kindness, I can grant you one wish, little brother."

These words were like a small flame, instantly illuminating Fu Yun's empty and dark heart.He looked at Xuanyuan expectantly, his voice trembling slightly: "Can that save him?"

The little red chicken who gave Xi Ze a paw was afraid that Xuanyuan would reveal his identity as a puppet doll, and was about to speak when Xuanyuan slowly shook his head and explained with a serious expression: "Life and death are determined by God, even gods have no right to interfere. What's more, after a person dies, the soul enters the underworld and is under the jurisdiction of the King of Hades. Please forgive me for being powerless."

"...It's Yun's delusion." Fu Yun's complexion turned gray again, like a withered leaf, lifeless.

"However...he is the reincarnation of the demon god, so he will not die so easily." Seeing Fu Yun's expression, Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with pity.With a wave of his hand, a golden light instantly entered Fu Yun's brow, "You are like a bone, and you have no celestial destiny at all, and you are only married to him for a lifetime. Now I give you the celestial bone, and I hope you make good use of it. In the future, maybe we We will meet again in heaven."

After all, Xuanyuan smiled slightly, and a strong golden light emanated from him, instantly covering the little red chicken and little white dragon not far away.But in an instant, one person, one dragon and one chicken just disappeared.

There was only one low voice still hovering in the room: "Little friend, take care and leave."

In the empty room, only Fu Yun was left.He raised his hand in a daze, touched the center of his brow, wouldn't the reincarnation of the demon god die so easily?With a slight movement in his mind, the scene of Xuan Jing saying goodbye to him that day suddenly flashed in his mind.

At that time, the orange sunlight shone on Xuan Jing's face, casting a soft halo on his handsome outline.He hugged himself and softly comforted himself in his ear: "Remember...no matter what you see or hear when you come back, don't believe it. Just remember, I'll be fine."

Don't believe what you see or hear... Fu Yun came back to his senses, looked at the corpse on the bed, his eyes shook. Could it be that he was implying himself that he was not dead?

As soon as this thought came to him, there was a knock on the door, followed by a subordinate's announcement: "My lord, Eunuch Qiu beside His Highness has returned."

Fu Yun flew to the door in an instant, opened the door and asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

The man who came to report turned his body with his head down, and Xiao Qiuzi and Xiao Wu appeared in front of him with panicked expressions.Xiao Wu was carrying two corpses, a man and a woman, they were the guard Xiao Liu and the spy "Luo Youlan".

Before Fu Yun could open his mouth, Xiao Qiuzi rushed forward crying, holding Fu Yun's arm tightly with both hands: "This is not true, isn't it, my Highness is very lucky, how could he die in this gang?" In the hands of unscrupulous people?! I don't believe it, it must be fake! Master Fu, please speak quickly?" The weeping Xiaoqiuzi looked at Fu Yun expectantly, with lingering fear deep in his eyes.

That night, he and Xiao Wu hid in a strange courtyard all night. As soon as they returned to the Sheriff's Mansion during the day, they saw white veils hanging outside the mansion.After asking Butler Wang, I found out that something happened to His Highness, and this move was to hold a funeral for him.Little Qiuzi who grew up with Xuan Jing couldn't bear this blow, he almost fainted on the spot.Fortunately, Xiao Wu was supporting him so that he would not lose his composure.

Before Steward Wang could continue to say anything, Xiaoqiuzi stumbled to find Fu Yun, and thus the scene in front of him happened.

Fu Yun lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly, his eyes darkened.

When Xiaoqiuzi saw this, he understood instantly.He took two steps back in shock, dazed for a while, then suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and shouted: "Your Highness, Xiao Qiuzi is here to accompany you!" After saying that, he stabbed viciously at his heart.

Fu Yun was shocked, before he could make a move in the future.Xiao Wu, who had put the two corpses away earlier, slashed at the back of Xiao Qiuzi's neck with a knife in time, and Xiao Qiuzi's body softened and fell into the arms of the guard Xiao Wu.Fu Yun and another guard breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Xiaoqiuzi like this, Fu Yun felt sad.However, inspired by the man named Xuanyuan, he vaguely felt that maybe Xuanjing really wasn't dead yet.He was just hiding in a corner, waiting for the right time.Supported by this belief, Fu Yun finally regained some energy.He solemnly ordered another guard to take Xiaoqiuzi down and take good care of him, and he must not be allowed to commit suicide again.

After the guards took Xiao Qiuzi down, Fu Yun signaled Xiao Wu with his eyes to carry the two corpses into the house.

Inside the house, Xiao Wu recounted what happened that night from beginning to end.

"The little one stayed on guard until midnight before venturing out to investigate the situation. Unexpectedly, only Xiao Liu and this woman's body were found." Xiao Wu lowered his head, with tears in his cold eyes.He and Xiao Liu stayed by He Qian's side since childhood, and later they were sent together to Fu Yun's subordinates.They have been working together for more than ten years, and it can be said that they have a deep brotherly relationship, but now they are separated by yin and yang, and they are naturally depressed.

Fu Yun checked the bodies of the two with a serious face, and Xiao Wu continued on the sidelines: "My subordinates have checked, and both of them were killed by one move, and their throats were cut by a hidden weapon. Those who can have such skills are definitely not ordinary people .”

Fu Yun didn't answer, but turned around and strode to Xuanjing's body.Ever since he found out that Xuan Jing had died, he was in a trance, only caring about his grief, and did not check Xuan Jing's body.Now that he regained his composure, he could finally force himself to face Xuan Jing's corpse.Trembling hands pressed on the front of the clothes and slowly opened them.

After some inspection, I found something strange.Although the wounds on the corpse were handled very skillfully, if they were handed over to ordinary forensics for inspection, they might be determined to have been killed by a blunt instrument, and based on the shape of the wound, it is not difficult to guess that the murder weapon was a farm tool such as a hoe.But Fu Yun's martial arts are at their peak, and he is very sensitive to the wounds caused by various moves.At a glance, I saw a small cut under that layer of camouflage, which was the scar left by the strong sword energy.

Xuan Jing, or "Xuan Jing" was pierced to death by someone from behind with a sword, and the power of this sword was quite astonishing.It shows that the martial arts of the shooter is extremely high, and it can be regarded as one of the best in the entire martial arts.Compared with the wounds on Xuan Jing's body, although the wounds on Xiao Liu and "Luo Youlan" were also fatal in one blow, the techniques of the strikers were much inferior.It can be seen that it was not a single person who chased and killed Xuanjing, but a group of people.

A group of well-trained killers.

Thinking of this, Fu Yun's heart sank.If it is against such an opponent, how likely is it that Xuan Jing will survive from their hands?Fu Yun, who had a little bit of hope at first, felt as if he had been hit in the head, and his mind went numb for a moment.He didn't dare to think about it any more.

Seeing that Fu Yun's expression was wrong, the guard Xiao Wu asked with concern, "Master?"

Fu Yun, who was called back to God, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Call the military doctor over and ask him to find a way to preserve these three corpses. Also, send an order to pay close attention to Luo Haoyu's situation in the dungeon, and don't let him He was a little bit off."

"Yes!"

Xiao Wu retreated, and when Fu Yun was the only one left in the room, he sat down on the edge of the bed as if he had collapsed, and looked down at "Xuan Jing": "You will be fine, right?" He murmured, It seemed to be asking the corpse on the bed, or comforting himself.