Chapter 423 Interrogation
"Red is not allowed in Jinlian Tower. You broke the rules and still want to see the owner. Ask them first if they agree or not!"
The man on the stage raised his hand after he finished speaking, and a meteor hammer as big as a head flew out from the darkness behind him, smashing towards Murong Jing with a whistling sound.
Murong Jing smiled contemptuously, swung the long whip at his waist, and instantly caught the meteor hammer.
She stepped back a few steps and pulled hard, then heard a scream. A person holding the other end of the meteor hammer was pulled out of the darkness and thrown onto the stage.
"Everyone, come together!"
Another dozen people jumped onto the stage, holding different weapons in their hands. They all looked like bad people and pounced on Murong Jing together.
Murong Jing was not panicked at all. The red figure moved through the crowd with ease. In the blink of an eye, several people were whipped.
Seeing the fierce battle, the guests in Jinlian Building ran out one after another, fearing that they might be injured by mistake.
Zhu Lan turned around and found Hu Ping'an hiding under the table.
Zhu Qingyan stood up without thinking and said to Zhu Lan: "You hide well too, I'll go help Ah Jing!"
Before Zhu Lan could say anything, Zhu Qingyan had already drawn out Wen Liu and rushed onto the stage.
"Ah Jing, let me help you!"
Zhu Qingyan forced back the two thugs with one sword, then turned around and spoke loudly to Murong Jing.
"Young Master?" Murong Jing was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, let's catch the ghostly host together!"
The two stood back to back in the middle of the stage, one of them was responsible for resisting the attack from one side. There were many fighters in the Golden Lotus Building, and although Zhu Qingyan and Murong Jing were more than enough to fight together, it was difficult for them to find the owner of the building.
Another thug was thrown out and hit a pillar next to Zhu Lan.
Zhu Lan thought about it, then crouched down and hid under the table.
Hu Pingan was stunned: "Why are you hiding here?"
As he said this, he made room for her.
Zhu Lan changed to a more comfortable position, "I don't know how to fight, so wouldn't it just cause trouble if I went out?"
The two men watched the battle on the stage from under the table.
Zhu Qingyan defeated two more thugs in the blink of an eye. She took the opportunity to turn her head and whispered to Murong Jing behind her:
"Ah Jing, the owner of the building is behind the screen on the second floor. I'll hold these people back, and you go upstairs directly.
To catch a thief, first catch the leader. "
"good!"
Although the soft sword in Zhu Qingyan's hand was extremely sharp, she did not kill anyone when she attacked.
Soon, the thugs who had been repelled attacked again. Murong Jing swung his whip and rushed out of the encirclement while the people in front of him dodged.
Those people wanted to chase after him, but Zhu Qingyan's soft sword had already reached behind them, so they had to turn back to resist.
Murong Jing got rid of several people, raised her arm, and the long black whip flew upwards as if it had eyes, coiled and tied firmly to a pillar on the second floor.
She used the force to fly up to the second floor.
Zhu Qingyan soon heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from the second floor. Before he had time to worry, he saw a round object falling from the second floor.
She looked closely and realized it was a person.
This man was less than half the height of Zhu Qingyan. He had an extremely ugly appearance, a big belly, and only a circle of hair in the middle of his head, which was tied into a pigtail. He looked like a round meatball.
He fell pretty hard this time and was now on the ground screaming “ouch ouch”.
"Owner!"
"Master landlord!"
The thugs who were besieging Zhu Qingyan stopped their actions upon seeing this, and looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.
Murong Jing's bright red figure landed lightly, she put away the whip, and stepped directly on the fat boy's belly.
"The owner of the Golden Lotus Tower, right?
I want to ask you, three months ago someone came to the ghost market to auction a pair of willow leaf gold-inlaid double knives, who was the person who sold the knives? Is he still in the ghost market now? "
“Willow Leaf Golden Blades?” The little fat man turned his head away, his eyes rolling around, “Why don’t I have any impression of that…”
Murong Jing pulled out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed it into the fat boy's leg without saying a word.
"Did you remember?"
“Ahhh! I remember now! I remember now!!!” the little fat man screamed, “But the ghost market has rules——”
Before he could finish his words, Murong Jing pulled out the dagger without mercy, and the fat boy's screams rang out again.
"Rules?" Murong Jing pointed a dagger at him and asked.
"There are no rules, no rules!" The little fat boy cried in pain, "The knife seller is a woman!"
"How does he look?"
"Looks... quite good-looking..."
Murong Jing thought for a moment, took off his mask, and used the bloody dagger to lift the fat man's chin so that he could look at her.
As soon as the little fat boy saw Murong Jing's face, he shouted: "Yes, yes! She looks a bit like you..."
Murong Jing grabbed his collar and asked, "Where is she?"
"Let's go, let's go..." The little fat man was frightened by the murderous look in Murong Jing's eyes, his face turned pale and his body trembled.
"After she sold the knife, she took the money and left without stopping at the ghost market.
Don’t, don’t, don’t stab me! I swear every word I said is true!!!”
Murong Jing stared into his eyes for a long while, and after confirming that he was not lying, she let go of his hand dejectedly.
Zhu Qingyan walked forward and held Murong Jing's hand with some worry.
"Ah Jing...are you still looking for your sister?"
Murong Jing nodded dejectedly.
Four years ago, my sister rushed out of the Northern Frontier camp to rescue King Qi, but King Qi died and my sister disappeared, and she has never been seen in Northern Frontier since.
For four years, she had never stopped looking for her elder sister's whereabouts, until a few days ago when she saw the pair of swords that her elder sister had taken away appeared in the northern border. After investigation, she found out that the person had bought the pair of swords at the ghost market in the capital.
He then secretly returned to the capital, hoping to find clues about his elder sister.
After hearing this, Zhu Qingyan felt a surge of sadness in his heart, but he didn't know how to comfort her.
I had no choice but to squeeze her hand hard.
Zhu Lan and Hu Ping'an finally crawled out from under the table.
Zhu Lan brushed the dust off his body, but he didn't look embarrassed at all.
Murong Jing saw Zhu Lan, nodded to her, and asked, "By the way, why did you come to the ghost market?"
Zhu Lan cast his gaze towards the fat boy who was covering his legs on the ground, "Of course I'm here to see him too."
Zhu Lan squatted in front of the little fat man and got straight to the point.
"I heard that the Nine-Curved Pearl is with you?"
The little fat boy nodded with a sad face.
Very honest.
Zhu Lan stretched out his hand, "This is something from the court, I want to take it away."
"That won't do!" The little fat boy almost jumped up, covering his injured leg, his voice sharp.
"That's my baby! Why should I give it to you!"
Zhu Lan blinked and said in a gentle tone, "If you don't give it to me, I'll ask that girl to ask you for it."
She pointed at Murong Jing.
The little fat boy was almost frightened by Murong Jing just now and almost wet his pants. Zhu Lan thought that Murong Jing's deterrence was enough to make him obedient, but he didn't expect that the little fat boy's attitude this time was unusually firm.
"No! No one can touch my baby!
Kill me if you dare!"
Before he could finish his words, Murong Jing's dagger was already against his throat.
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