Yu Pei, the lord of Yunzhou City, died after being punished. The news was closed to the public.

When outsiders came to see, they only knew that Yunzhou City had opened its doors, but they did not know that both the garrison and the city lord had died.

The purpose of blocking news is to avoid alarming the enemy.

Although Yu Pei died, the clues to the "Yunzhou case" were not broken off.

This is located in Lord Pei, who can become the lord of a city on the edge of Zhongzhou, but his background is not simple... He and a powerful tyrant in Tiandu City are "uncle and nephew".

The tips provided by Kunhailou are extremely detailed.

These two people have not been in contact for nearly ten years, but it is precisely because of this blood relationship that Yu Pei was able to "get to the point".

Yu Pei's "distant nephew" is no one else, but the leader of the Law Enforcement Department, Yu Qianhu.

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The sky is clear and cloudless.

On the top floor of the teahouse, the flag was swaying, and the wind swept, shaking out a long sound.

A burly man with black armor was sitting at the Huanghuali wooden table. The man was as wide as a mountain, holding a tea cup in his palm, and was drinking tea.

In Tiandu City, there are only nine young officials in the law enforcement department, and each one can stand alone.

Among the nine young masters, he is the only one who insists on conducting a routine street patrol.

"Yu Qianhu."

With this soft voice sounded—

A thin figure slowly sat down in front of the burly black-armored man.

Song Jinglian took off her hat, and placed it on the wooden table in front of the man. He came here alone, said hello in advance, and cleared the top floor of the entire teahouse.

At this moment, it was a bit like I came to Tiandu not long ago and Eunuch Hai came to the teahouse to welcome him.

Both inside and outside the compartment are silent.

Yu Qianhu's face was expressionless, his eyes were withdrawn from the window and turned to the thin man.

His two thick eyebrows slowly raised up.

Who doesn’t know Song Jinglian in Tiandu City?

No……

In the Sui Dynasty, who doesn’t know Song Jinglian?

"The emperor's imperial edict was issued in person and immediately... The head of the Law Enforcement Department Yu Qianhu, removed his official position and was temporarily investigated."

Song Yiren picked up the teacup, poured it into his own drink, raised it with one hand, and took a sip of the tea.

With the other hand, he held down a token and slowly pushed it to Qianhu.

Song Jinglian did not stop, but showed a arched back of her palm and said lightly: "You have been removed from office, please follow me."

The burly man raised his eyebrows, and he spoke slowly, his voice as if thunderous, "Dare you ask Mr. Xiao Song, what crime did you commit in a humble position?"

Song Jinglian's tone was slow and every word was clear.

"Fifteen years ago, you went to the academy to study, and someone helped you practice, and you were recommended to work in the law enforcement department."

"Ten years ago, you left the academy and became a mere three months later."

"Six years ago, a 'Neoman' was elected again. At the age of 29, he became the head of the Law Enforcement Department."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, smiled and said without a smile: "Mr. Yu Qianhu, you have a prosperous career."

Yu Qianhu said mutely: "What does Mr. Xiao Song want to say."

"Ten years ago, you were just a small envoy to hold the order. Why did Yu Pei take office in Yunzhou? He is not worthy of talking about political achievements and abilities." Song Yiren said quietly: "In recent years, the noble man behind you has helped you a lot, have you?"

Yu Qianhu's expression was instantly gloomy.

He suddenly drew his sword, and a trembling sound burst out from the long sword around his waist.

A long rainbow sword light slashed at the palm of Song Yiren pressed on the table.

In an instant, the wooden table collapsed and broke into pieces.

It was just that it was not slashed by Yu Qianhu's sword light, but was slapped by Song Yiren's palm and collapsed with a slap!

Two figures, one light and one heavy, confronted within a short distance in the screen. Yu Qianhu drew his sword quickly and put it away faster. The thin man with a black lotus cloak on his shoulders was approached in an instant, and held his sword drawing hand with his palm, pressing the light of the sheathed sword back.

The scabbard burst out with a roar of unwillingness.

Yu Qianhu was pressed on the seat by a huge force, and the scabbard flew out of his hand. The thin figure floated like a reed. After grabbing the sheath, she sat back on her original position.

Between the two, the wooden table collapsed and the dust and smoke dispersed.

Song Jinglian was standing in front of his knees. He raised his legs without straightening his face, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, held the tea boat with his left hand, pressed the tea cover with his right hand, and blew slowly.

No drops of water.

"You don't tell me." He said quietly, "If you guessed correctly, during the days of the Prince's birthday party, you were responsible for guarding the East Gate of Tiandu, and let Han Yue and the second prince enter the city... Lord Yu, there is a reason, I want to teach you."

"Since I have become a lackey in the East, why should I stay in Tiandu and receive the salary of the prince?"

Song Jinglian asked lightly: "How many family slaves are you?"

"Mr. Xiao Song... Is there any difference between you and me?" Yu Qianhu smiled, "You are doing things for the prince, and I am willing to be loyal to Mr. Ganlu. You and me are nothing more than having different positions. According to your statement, the son of the dignified guest of Lingshan is now a prince's hawk?"

Song Jinglian's expression remained unchanged, and she shook her head and said, "It seems that you can't understand most of the relationships in this world... But a guy like you who is willing to fall into depravity is not worthy of understanding."

Speaking of this, Song Jinglian's expression changed slightly.

Yu Qianhu slowly stood up, and his thick armor reflected the cold light, and a ray of bright light burned slowly above his eyebrows.

Fire of the Glazed Glass Cup.

"It's true that he is a fellow ghost cultivator, a nest of snakes and rats." Song Jinglian sneered, suddenly shook her wrist, and the teacup flew out.

Yu Qianhu had no expression on his face and no other actions.

The flying tea porcelain suddenly shattered more than a foot away in front of him, but the tea water continued to exert its momentum and turned into a sword energy all over the sky, and it hit the black armor.

Every drop of tea is like a wisp of sword energy.

In an instant, hundreds of wisps of sword energy splashed out, covering Yu Qianhu's face. The strong man raised his hands, blocked his cheeks, and ran towards the stone wall of the teahouse.

This collision made the stone wall shatter.

Hongfu Street was crowded with people, and pedestrians looked up, and a huge black armored figure broke through the wall of the building and flew out. The solid stone surface was as fragile as a wooden board at this moment.

"Want to escape?"

Song Jinglian's face was not at all turbulent. She stood at the corner of the broken teahouse and counted three numbers silently in her heart.

“Three, two, one.”

When the sound sounded silently in my heart, the wind and thunder roared. The cinnabar that had been waiting for a long time on the bottom of the teahouse rose up and turned into a red rainbow. The dry land was like a scorching onion on the back of the hidden tiger.

No more or less, exactly three numbers.

After counting, the red armored cinnabar carried Yu Qianhu back to the top of the teahouse. The young master of the law enforcement department who intended to escape was unconscious at this moment, foaming at the mouth, and a huge spider web was cracked on the heavy armor of his body.

Song Jinglian and Zhusha looked at each other, both frowned.

Standing on the edge of a teahouse with a big hole broken, the bitter cold wind blew, and both of them saw the doubts in each other's hearts.

Cinnabar, who had already prepared for a fierce battle, spoke first, "Why... so weak?"

Yu Pei, the lord of Yunzhou City, who was stained by the evil power of the shadow, fought extremely easily because the immersion time was too short and he was given up as an abandoned son.

But this young leader of the law enforcement department is a chess piece that has been cultivated in the East for more than ten years.

He even escaped the second fiery tide of the Fierce Chao... Han Yue gave him "glazed light and fire", which indeed raised Yu Qianhu's combat power by one level, but in front of Song Jinglian and Zhusha, it was too far apart.

The two of them are now fighting power, and they are no longer afraid of five disasters and ten disasters. They only need to give in to their three points in the face of the Korean clone... But if the opponent is a "shadow".

You must be motivated!

So Song Jinglian and Zhusha were in a mess all the way, and even the prince personally ordered the news to block the two of them.

In order to successfully arrest "Yu Qianhu".

"wrong……"

Song Jinglian carefully sensed it, after a moment.

He frowned and said, "It is true that Yu Qianhu is a 'religious disciple' at the foot of Liuli Mountain in Han Yue, but he did not feel the evil power of the 'shadow' in him."

Cinnabar is silent.

She murmured, "We've found the wrong person?"

"No... impossible." Song Jinglian stood up and said helplessly: "Yu Qianhu himself gave in, and even wanted to escape from Tiandu in the end. At least he did the task of letting Han make an appointment with the second prince into the city at the birthday party."

This shows that he is really a believer in the East.

"This trip is mainly to confirm the relationship between the East Realm and the 'Shadow'." Song Jinglian thought of a possibility and said slowly: "We may have to overturn our previous guesses."
To be continued...