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But what if the soul of the murderer is about to be annihilated?
Moreover, the purpose of being a detective was not just to enjoy the feeling of finding a suspect. Isn't the charm of a detective lies in the feeling of breaking through layers of fog through clues?
I believe that everyone else present wanted to know how Hong Riqing killed Huoyun Cthulhu!
Pushed the black-rimmed glasses.
Then let me, Detective Conan, narrate this murder case in its entirety!
"here we go!"
"Go and see!"
......
In an instant, the sky was filled with countless flying swords and auspicious clouds, as well as figures using lightness kung fu.
The originally dense crowd suddenly became empty, and only a very small part of them stood in place and looked at the figure in the sky with the same expression as themselves.
Looking at the scene at the scene, Conan swallowed the words again, his face flushed suddenly.
The feeling of being interrupted by this kind of pretending is really uncomfortable!
However, immediately another strong doubt appeared in his mind.
Since knowing that everything in the chat group is true, I have studied the chat group carefully, and there are various exercises and treasures in the chat group.
But anyone who practices a little bit and is lucky can become a second-level or even third-level powerhouse.
I heard that there is a person named He Shen in the group, whose name is very similar to a corrupt official in ancient China, but Conan doesn't think the two are the same person.
Because this He Shen has a bald head and is a member of the Great Qin Empire, which is completely different from the He Shen in his memory.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that He Shen was only a first-level player when he first joined the group, and he became a third-level master in a short period of time.
From this, it can be seen that cultivation does not seem to be a difficult task.
As I guessed, there are not many first-level group members in the group, only a few.
That's why Conan signed up for this competition not long ago.
Originally thought that the competition in the first-level group would not attract too many people's attention, but now it seems that this is not the case. Conan is a little puzzled, why are these guys so active?
Tongtian Peak.
The many arenas originally used for the Qimai Martial Arts Competition have been densely surrounded by crowds of strangely dressed people.
"Huashan faction, Linghu Chong!" On a ring, Linghu Chong drew out his long sword and said casually.
"Sun Moon God Sect, Tong Baixiong!"
The two declared themselves to be members of the group, and neither of them was a member of the group. Except for a few people who were surprised, this did not cause unnecessary commotion.
Although Conan is smarter than ordinary people, he just joined the group after all and knows nothing about the integrity of the group members!
At the moment when the competition was just released, this group of veterans immediately found the loopholes in the competition.
"Hmph, didn't your apprentice become a congenital master a long time ago? Why is he still at the first level now? Yue Buqun, you are so brave that you dare to lie about your realm. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the administrator?" Looking at Yue Buqun with a dark face, he shouted angrily.
Although Tong Baixiong has become a master through his own training, even the original Ren Woxing might not be his opponent, but after all, he is only at the first level, and he has no chance of winning against the second-level strong.
"Hey, my apprentice is also a poor man." Regarding Dongfang Bai's questioning, Yue Buqun was calm and calm, and slowly fanned the folding fan in his hand, adding a bit of elegance to Lao Yue.
"My apprentice, a few days ago, something went wrong in his cultivation, and he fell directly from the innate realm to the acquired realm. He originally wanted to sign up for the second-level competition, but now he can only participate in the first-level competition!" Yue Buqun sighed.
Dongfang Bai stared blankly at Yue Buqun.
Sure enough, it is worthy of being the puppet army itself, so shameless!
Will the son of luck go crazy?Unless it's a false protagonist!
"Chong'er's fortune is very good today, I believe he will win soon!" Yue Buqun said calmly.
Dongfang Bai was about to refute, but at the next moment, Linghu Chong over there directly broke Tong Baixiong's body-protecting true energy with a blow and defeated him.
Seeing this, Dongfang Bai could only swallow back what he wanted to say, his face turning blue and turning pale.
"The winner, Linghu Chong!" Immediately, a man dressed as a Taoist came to the stage, and after feeding Tong Baixiong a fairy bean, he announced the result of the competition.
"Next time, my wife Yuno vs. Crane Biweng!"
......
Every scene is a fierce battle. After all, the No.1 reward is irresistible, and the second No.3 reward is also a spiritual fruit like flat peach, which can make people reach the sky in one step.
How can you not work hard!
Of course, this is most of the rings, but there is one ring that looks quite weird.
"What, why don't you do it?" Ye Shenyue provocatively held the notebook and looked at the old man in front of him.
Lu Zhangke clenched his fists slightly, staring at the young man in front of him with an unchanged expression on his face, panicking in his heart.
"I've heard for a long time that Lord Ye Shenyue's death notes, Kamui Gaishi wrote about who will die, but today's competition is about martial arts. Isn't it good for adults to use this small book?" Deer Zhangke looked at Ye Shenyue and asked tentatively.
Just stunned into a coma, and just woke up to meet such a difficult opponent, Lu Zhangke said that he was very injured, and the information of Ye Shenyue was given by the princess the day before coming here.
Fuck, there is such a perverted thing, isn't this about someone dying?At that time, Lu Zhangke was speechless in his heart, it was too foul, okay!
At this moment, Lu Zhangke even wondered if Ye Shenyue would have sentenced him to death before the game.
Panic.
A group of panicked.
"Of course, you can do it, I promise not to use the Death Note." Ye Shenyue put the pen in his right hand on one of the pages of the Death Note, making a motion to write.
Believe you are a ghost!
"My lord, don't, don't, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Lu Zhangke immediately hesitated.
He doesn't want to die, although even if he dies, the princess can ask someone to turn his soul into a ghost and turn into a ghost cultivator.
However, if you can hang on, who wants to die!
Who would want to be a green leaf if he could be a bee collecting honey himself!
Gou Yibo!