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At the foot of the mountain.

Nie Zifeng's grave had been excavated, and the coffin had been opened.

There was no one to be seen in the coffin, because the person had been filled with big stones one by one, and the stones pressed the corpse, which was a great humiliation for Nie Zifeng!

Moreover, the tombstones next to Nie Zifeng and his wife and children were also uprooted, and I don't know where they were lost.

Damn it!

It's just disgusting!

Murong Yan clenched her fists, her red eyes contained coolness and hatred, and her eyes were red: "Heavenly Thunder Gang!" ”

"Murong Siqing, are you sure?" For some reason, Bai Mosi always had a bad premonition circling in his mind, and he couldn't figure out why Bai Lei Bang chose to do it in modern times.

And he felt that the person who killed the courtyard and the person who assassinated Murong Yan were definitely not alone.

Looking at the destroyed grave now, Hakumoji began to be suspicious.

"The darts of the Thunder Gang are here." Murong Yan's emotions were a little excited, she clenched her fists, closed her eyes, and hid the pain.

"Murong Siqing, let's check again, there is something strange about this matter." Bai Mosi is thoughtful, likes to think, and does not like to make presumptuous assertions about things, and only when he gets definite evidence will Bai Mosi take action.

It is precisely because of his temperament that he will become Murong Yan's right-hand man.

Murong Yan couldn't bear to look at the destroyed grave again, she turned her head, and Bai Mosi stepped forward to cover her eyes: "If it's uncomfortable, don't look at it, cheer up, we still have to find the murderer, even the dead are not respected, we will not tolerate it!" ”

"Yes." Murong Yan choked up.

It took more than an hour for the people of Dali Temple to move out the stones in Nie Zifeng's coffin, and to piece together the smashed white bones inside, but some of the fragile white bones had been smashed into pieces.

Murong Yan leaned against the root of the tree and quietly thought about everything that had happened these days, she needed to sort out her thoughts.

Bai Mosi glanced at the white bones in the coffin, he couldn't bear it, others wanted to tell Murong Yan, but Bai Mosi blocked it, since the white bones were already like this, there was no need to bother Murong Yan anymore.

"Huh? Nie Shaoqing's son's grave seems to have been moved, and the soil is all brand new. A careful man squatted down to compare the old and the new, and said.

When Murong Yan heard this, she immediately ran over and pushed them away: "Dig!" Dig! I'm going to see. ”

"Murong Siqing." Bai Moji persuaded, he didn't know what it would be like when he opened it.

"Bai Shaoqing, don't stop me, the child has only been buried for a few days, won't those people even let go of a child?" Murong Yan said emotionally, with a pale face, red eyes, and a somewhat hoarse voice.

After only one night, her face had lost a lot of weight.

Bai Mosi closed his eyes uncomfortably: "Dig it." ”

The child was just buried, and the soil was not too solid, so it was very easy to dig, Murong Yan's eyes stared at it for a moment, the jade hands trembled, and she stood here with a strong spirit.

The coffin was revealed.

Murong Yan's heart rose to her throat.

The four of them stood in one corner of the coffin, and then vigorously opened the lid of the coffin.

"Ah......" Murong Yan looked at the child in the coffin with excitement.

The whole child was actually cut off with a long sword, and there were hideous blood stains on the neck, Murong Yan covered her mouth, her eyelashes trembled, and the whole person was about to collapse, she knelt on the ground uncontrollably: "Beast, beast!" ”