Everyone continued to go down to the seventh floor, where the second victim appeared.

The victim was from the Xuanshi Peak lineage, and died in a certain area of ​​​​Jingmen. He originally acted with his fellow brothers, but was at the end of the team.

When passing through a forest, someone suddenly discovered that the fellow apprentice was missing, so the team returned to look for him. As a result, they found that the victim had died under a tree, and the surrounding ground was covered with frozen ice.

The deceased was stabbed in the front part of his neck, and his throat was stabbed with the sword. Blood spurted out from the wound.

At the bottom of the tree trunk where the corpse was leaning, a line of small words was carved with sword energy:

"Those who spread rumors will have their throats and tongues blocked. Su Jian."

The corpse and the bark with inscriptions were brought back to the hall by the disciples of Xuanshi Peak and personally identified by Master Jinghua.

When Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu returned from Xiumen, they saw the Shushan disciples surrounding the restored scene and the corpses, each of them looking extremely solemn.

Then, Ling Yunpo discovered that the Shushan disciples at the scene seemed to be avoiding his gaze at the same time.

Since he and his senior sister would always go to Xiumen in full view of everyone and would only return when they were needed to go downstairs, they could basically be ruled out as suspects.

But the question is: who is the murderer?

At present, it seems that all clues point to Su Jian - these clues are so obvious that they can almost be determined to be a frame-up.

Is it necessary for a Jindan Zhenren to kill a Foundation Establishment Stage disciple by sneak attack?

If it's a sneak attack, it's a sneak attack. Why bother signing your name?

In fact, most of the Shushan disciples believed that this had nothing to do with Su Jian.

Of course, this does not prevent everyone from being afraid of Qingluo Peak, because the only two victims so far have one thing in common:

And Qingluo Peak... to be exact, he had a grudge against An Zhisu.

One of the victims had used a dirty trick on An Zhisu during a sword fight more than ten years ago, and almost injured her.

The cause of death was a stab in the back, and there was a message at the scene saying "Those who scheme will be stabbed in the back."

The second victim had colluded with disciples from various peaks, incited hatred, and called for the isolation of Qingluo Peak.

The cause of death was a laceration of the neck, and there was a message at the scene saying “Those who spread rumors will have their tongues and throats locked.”

Even if the murderer was not Su Jian, the logic of his crime was very obvious, which was to specifically target the Shushan disciples who had a grudge against Qingluo Peak.

But who among the Shushan disciples present dares to say that they have no grudge against Qingluo Peak?

Everyone, reflect on yourself, what counts as hatred? If it counts as just saying bad things, then I guess all of Shushan will be wiped out in one fell swoop...

Therefore, everyone tried hard not to look at Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu.

It's not that he suspected them of being the murderer, but he was afraid that if he made eye contact with them now, he would be found dead on the spot, with no eyes and a line of words written next to it: "What are you looking at? What's wrong with you? Su Jian."

Although the Shushan disciples had this concern, Master Jinghua had no scruples and directly called Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu to ask them if they had any clues about the murderer.

"Excuse me for being blunt." Ling Yunpo said bluntly, "Since the other party pretended to be my master and committed the crime, it is obvious that he cannot be a friend of Qingluo Peak."

"As for the enemies of Qingluo Peak, I believe you should know that there are so many that they are almost impossible to count. The murderer must have chosen Qingluo Peak as a cover for this reason..."

"Of course I know." Master Jinghua interrupted him and said, "Tell me, do you have any clues?"

Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu looked at each other, and after a while they said:

"No."

"Go!" Master Jinghua said impatiently.

Next, he ignored the protests of the disciples of Xuanshi Peak, forcibly confiscated their natal swords, and restricted their freedom of choice, requiring them to stay in the hall on each subsequent floor, accept interrogation, and not be allowed to leave.

Everyone continued to go down to the eighth floor, and Ling Yunpo went to find Master Jinghua to ask if the two of them could continue the trial normally.

After all, he always stayed in Xiumen with his senior sister to rest. It was bad for his reputation for a man and a woman to be in the same room... Of course, the main reason was that Ling Yunpo was afraid that he would lose control and make a mistake.

The big bed in the Xiumen area is so soft!

"Since the murderer committed the crime when you were in the Xiumen area, you can basically be ruled out as a suspect." Master Jinghua thought for a moment and said, "Of course, it would be best for you to choose the 'Death Gate' and conduct the trial in a different area from other disciples."

"No problem." An Zhisu said coldly.

So the two of them entered the death gate, passed through a long dark corridor, and finally entered a new area.

This world is actually in deep water, but there are no rivers, lakes or seas.

The bottom bank is filled with floating lights, the water plants are swaying and creating waves, and countless schools of fish are migrating and circling, with silver scales and long tails, and their postures are elegant.

Both of them are monks at the Marrow Cleansing Stage. Not only can they take a turtle breath to avoid consuming oxygen, they can also withstand the pressure of deep water. In addition, their flying swords are all water-based, so they can fly the swords like fish in water and move freely.

After walking for more than ten kilometers, An Zhisu chatted with his junior brother:

"There should be a cave at the bottom of the river ahead, with many river spirits and water monsters in it."

"If you kill deep into the water, you will encounter a viper. I failed to kill it last time and it escaped."

"There seem to be some treasures in the cave where it is lurking...but I didn't look closely."

Ling Yunpo was stunned upon hearing this.

There seems to be some treasures, but I didn't see them. Senior sister, how did you say these words in such a matter-of-fact tone?

Alas, my Senior Sister An is too naive. She has devoted her life to swords and nothing else. Of course, she looks down on these low-level magic weapons.

But I can't just sit there and do nothing!

Ling Yunpo even remembered that before traveling to this world, he had watched a documentary about marine environmental protection.

It is said that humans dump all kinds of garbage into the ocean. For example, plastic bags will not be decomposed for 10,000 years. They often entangle marine creatures such as dolphins and turtles, eventually causing them to die helplessly.

Senior sister said that there was something deep in the cave at the bottom of the river. It was probably garbage thrown into the water by someone.

These treasures... no, these garbage obviously will not decompose by themselves and may be accidentally eaten by small fish, shrimps or dragons, thus endangering the safety of these aquatic animals.

I really can't bear it!

For the sake of the blue and clean underwater environment, I have to salvage these garbage!

Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo said righteously:

"Senior Sister! How about we explore the cave at the bottom of the river again?"

"Okay." An Zhisu agreed immediately.

Senior Sister An is really great in this regard. No matter what request Ling Yunpo makes, she will agree to it directly and never ask any questions.

I can only say that he is very doting.

The two continued to fly their swords forward and soon arrived at the cave at the bottom of the river.

The entrance to the cave is a gap formed between the rocks at the bottom of the river, which can accommodate two people passing side by side.

As the passage was narrow and there was no way to move flexibly, An Zhisu pressed the sword light down and then let the Frost Sword hang above his head, ready to face the enemy at any time.

She took a few steps deeper, then turned around and stretched out her hand to Ling Yunpo, saying with a smile:

"Junior brother, this place is covered with wet moss and it's slippery. Be careful."

"Okay, senior sister." Ling Yunpo stretched out his hand for her to hold.

The two of them held hands affectionately as they walked through the internal passageway covered with rocks at the bottom of the river.

Ling Yunpo suddenly had a subtle sense of déjà vu, recalling Qiu Changtian holding Xu Yinglian's hand and running on the long iron chain bridge above the sea of ​​clouds.

The only difference was that he was holding Junior Sister Xu's hand that time, but this time it was Senior Sister An who was holding him.