Chapter Eighty-Five: Old Cases

he Yellow River was nothing more than a glimmer of hope painted by the Six Great Powers for other countries, offering them a chance to break free and strive forward.It is still part of the system of p...Zhong Xuantian followed Jiang Wangli, casting a glance back every three steps, worried that something unexpected might happen again.

After all, a formidable outsider dying in such a terrifying manner right before his eyes was bound to leave him shaken.

Moreover, he knew that if the person who made Wu Yi "suicide" was present, Jiang Wang wouldn't be able to protect him.

Compared to Chong Xuanxin's trembling fear, Lin Youxie, whose cultivation level was at the same realm as him, showed not the slightest bit of fear.

Jiang Wang and Chong Xuanxin have already left.

And she stood quietly in the yard for a while, then squatted down, took out a pair of translucent gloves of unknown material and put them on, and began to carefully examine Wu Yiyue's body.

From his hair, to his seven orifices, including his storage compartment...

The secret book of the Du'erkin Needle was casually placed aside by her, without a glance.

It's not that I completely disregard them, but Jinzhimen, as a sect of Qi Di, is also under the protection of Qi Law. The Qing Pai Captain has the responsibility of pursuing Wu Yiyu for Jinzhimen, but he doesn't have the authority to read Jinzhimen's secret scriptures.

"Did you figure anything out"

An aged voice echoed behind him.

There was a man with a spirited and alert gaze, his hair snowy white except for two strands of black hair that hung down from either side of his temples.

Eerie symmetry, harmony.

Lin Youxie didn't turn around, as if he had known this person would come.

After carefully examining the corpse, she removed her gloves and put them away in her belt pouch. The small fabric bag seemed to be a storage pouch, holding things without seeming bulky at all.

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This kind of storage container is also rarely seen today.

Her ten fingers were not like those of an ordinary young woman, soft and fair. Instead, they had an unusual cleanliness, an excessively clean paleness.

It seems she washes her hands a hundred times a day.

She brought her hands together, fingers interlaced, and drew them diagonally across her eyes. Her eyes instantly became clearer, with a faint light emanating from within.

Only then did she gaze into Wuyi's eyes.

Their eyes were wide open, though they had already died.

After a long while.

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Wu Yiyu's death made him truly uneasy in his heart. A powerhouse at the outer courtyard realm, gone just like that, following Brother Jiang was not so safe after all.

"Just leave these things to me. Brother Jiang, if there's anything else later, just write to me. I have people ready and waiting for you on Winter Island!" he said, pounding his chest.

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