Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

As soon as Li Huayue entered the law enforcement hall, she saw a familiar figure from behind. She paused, but after remembering something, she continued walking forward.

Several members of the Huaqing Sect also followed Li Huayue.

"Sect Master Ming, you must know why I came here. I hope to get a result that satisfies me this time." After Li Huayue said this, she led others to sit on the left side.

The atmosphere in the law enforcement hall was solemn, and the shadow cast over everyone's hearts, making people breathless.

The eyes from the parents of the murdered Jianzong disciple were like knives, piercing Ye Tianyu's body, and invisible pressure continued to hit him from the left side.

The disciples of Mingdao and Law Enforcement Hall treated it as invisible.

After all, they were the ones who took the blame first, and then stopped their parents from venting their anger...

"Okay, Ye Tianyu, tell me what you did after leaving the seven-story pagoda with Han Si?" Ming Dao braced himself to interrogate.

If Ye Tianyu really commits a crime in this situation, even if he is Tianlinggen, the Sword Sect cannot protect him.

"I returned to my own yard." Ye Tianyu said every word while holding back the pressure, with a stubborn and unyielding look on his face, as if he had suffered a huge injustice.

"But the disciples in the same courtyard with you said that you came back at the third quarter of the hour. And according to the record of the seven-story pagoda, you went out at the third quarter of the hour. There is a difference of two hours."

The victims who had initially softened after listening to Ye Tianyu's words were now even more furious, wishing they could go up and torture them to extract confessions.

"I don't know!" As soon as Ye Tianyu finished speaking, the pain in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Ming Dao finally couldn't stand it, and waved his hand to dispel the pressure on Ye Tianyu, "At least now this person is still a disciple of my Sword Sect. Please wait until all the responsibilities are settled before talking."

Hearing this, Bai Jingyao, Yao Zu and others finally stopped their secret pressure.

"Go and ask the ancestor to come over." Ming Dao ordered his apprentice.

"Yes, Master." The senior brother took the order and left, heading to Peach Blossom Peak.

Peach Blossom Peak.

The eldest brother stood outside the barrier of Peach Blossom Peak and bowed in salute, "Ancestor, Master invites you to go to the Law Enforcement Hall to report the murder of a disciple of the Sword Sect."

Rong Yuan was lying on a branch of the peach tree, and Bai Xin was tempting him with peach blossom wine.

"A Yuan, don't you really want to try this fine peach blossom wine?" Bai Xin deliberately opened the lid of the wine jar. The sweet and mellow aroma instantly filled the air, and her breath was filled with a sweet taste.

"I don't want to." The corners of Rong Yuan's crimson lips curled up slightly, and there was always a sense of nonchalance in his tone.

He seemed to enjoy the moment.

"A Yuan~," Bai Xin called melodiously, her cold voice seemed to contain a piece of sugar, and it sounded sweet, "Just try it, I brewed it specially for you, it's delicious."

"You didn't drink it. How do you know it tastes good?" Rong Yuan became interested and looked at Bai Xin under the tree, looking straight at him.

Bai Xin couldn't answer Rong Yuan's question, so she could only raise her head and take a sip. Then she smiled and said to Rong Yuan, "A Yuan, I drank it. It tastes really good."

The smile on Bai Xin's face under the tree is impossible to ignore. He is a gentleman, gentle as jade, and there is a person in his eyes.

Rong Yuan smiled softly, then his spiritual power circulated for a moment and fell to the ground.

We picked up the jar of wine and drank the whole jar of wine in one gulp.

It's obviously not an ambiguous move, but when their eyes meet, what floats in their eyes is love as shallow but lingering as breathing.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

Suddenly, a disciple's summons came.

Bai Xin's eyes moved slightly, and she held Rong Yuan's hand, "A Yuan, I want to go to the law enforcement hall, you--"

"I'm with you." Rong Yuan held Bai Xin's hand and held him.

Outside the barrier, shortly after Senior Brother finished his briefing, the barrier opened and two people came out.

"Ancestor," the senior brother saw that Rong Yuan was in trouble, but Bai Xin didn't embarrass him too much.

"Let's go to the Law Enforcement Hall." Bai Xin didn't know what to call these disciples Rong Yuan, and felt that no matter how he called them, it felt wrong.

"Yes."

In the law enforcement hall.

The demon clan has been restless ever since they heard Ming Dao asking someone to call their ancestor.

Bai Jingyao and the others frowned, looking thoughtful.

The interrogation was suspended. After all, except for the disappearance of Han Temple, they had no clues about the death of the other three people.

So now the disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall are telling the cause of death of the other three people and what happened before their death.

One disciple after another was brought in for questioning, coming in and out.

The mood of everyone in the venue also became anxious.

"Sect Master Ming, this is what you're talking about, and there's some clues!" Yu Lengxue struck preemptively. She had been holding back before, for fear that she would miss her son's information.

But now she finally understood that Jian Zong was fooling them!

There were no clues at all. Except for Ye Tianyu who was considered a suspect at the beginning, the rest were all insignificant disciples.

"Sect Master Ming, are you going too far in bullying me?" Li Qing couldn't help it anymore.

The rest of the people echoed.

"Yes, Sect Master Ming, forgive me for trying to identify the murderer, but I still haven't seen the murderer." Jiang Ruoyun said.

"Master Ming..."

"Master Ming..."

"Master Ming..."

Mingdao thought in his heart: Ancestor, come here quickly, I can’t hold on any longer!

There was no trace of panic on Ming Dao's face, "Everyone, I know that you love your son very much. My Sword Sect ancestor has informed me before that he has caught the murderer. Let's wait here for a while."

Finally, Bai Xin came out amidst Ming Dao's endless calls and everyone's attention.

Bai Xin raised her feet and stepped over the stairs and entered the palace. The hem of her clothes brushed the steps and then she was slowly tied up.

Rong Yuan followed him, holding Bai Xin's hand under his wide sleeves.

The appearance of the two of them is one of the best in the world of beauties. What's more, they appear together, one is white and the other is light blue. The hair crowns they wear are also similar in style, which makes them look particularly matching.

"Greetings to the ancestor." Ming Dao and the Jian Sect disciples saluted Bai Xin.

"No need to be polite, I came here because of the murder of a disciple of the Sword Sect." Bai Xin looked cold, with no emotion in his eyes, and then took Rong Yuan's hand and sat down where Ming Dao had been.

The Sword Sect Master's seat is quite spacious, more than enough for two people.

"I caught a demon next to Sword Sect disciple Ye Tianyu a few days ago." Bai Xin said after sitting down.

Then he waved his hand, and a terrible, demonic thing came out of his sleeve.