Chapter 75 The Real Murderer (1)
As soon as Qin Feng said this, King An immediately raised his head with a changing look in his eyes.
Duanmu Lei, who was pinned to the ground, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Majesty, please help me! The murderer is someone else, we must catch him!"
Mu Zihan didn't look at him, but just looked at Qin Feng, motioning him to continue.
He took a step forward, but thinking of Wei Ning behind him, he turned around and waved to her gently: "Come here, Prince."
Wei Ning stood there without moving. Although there was no expression on her little face, the prince's facial features were originally feminine, and Wei Ning was not a person who would show any expression or aura on her face.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, he always has a blank expression, but the prince is so handsome that in the eyes of the Regent, Prince An and others, he has a kind of weakness that is unique to young people.
After all, she was too young and grew up in the deep palace, so killing someone must be terrifying for her.
Mu Zihan suddenly said in a very calm tone: "If you are afraid, go back."
Fear?
Wei Ning's expressionless little face was raised upwards, and her eyes were so clear that people dared not to blaspheme.
Why should she be afraid? She was the one who killed them.
She was just a little surprised at Qin Feng's cleverness and sharpness. Although she did not deliberately hide her methods and was even too lazy to change weapons, her killing method was full of loopholes, but she was able to connect several things together so quickly, which was still amazing.
After all, this was ancient times, and technology was so backward. It was not her era.
Wei Ning walked forward and looked at the leaves and the knife that Qin Feng presented.
It's not her little black sword, but it's just the approximate appearance, and it's still a very similar imitation.
Prince An also came over, picked up the leaf and took a look, revealing a surprised look: "To kill someone with a flying leaf, how powerful a spiritual power would be needed to accomplish this?"
If he knew that even uncondensed spiritual power was useless and it was just an ordinary hidden weapon, he would probably be so shocked that his eyes would fall out!
Qin Feng pressed a finger on the sharp little sword. "If my observation is correct, Duan Muxue's throat was pierced by a similar little sword. If it weren't for the blood, the wound would be almost invisible."
The surprise in his tone showed that even a master like him was amazed.
Mu Zihan looked at the small sword, and the wound on his shoulder suddenly began to ache.
That night seemed to emerge in my mind: a black figure standing alone in the wind in the darkness. He was thin, but exuded an incredibly strong tension!
His ability to manipulate hidden weapons is so superb that he can cause terrible damage even without relying on spiritual power.
"Code name N." The name was gently uttered from his thin lips, and there seemed to be some fluctuation in Mu Zihan's cold tone.
Prince An glanced at him and said quickly, "I heard that your country has recently produced a very powerful silver-medal assassin. I think it must be her."
" It's her! It must be her!" Duanmu Lei said angrily. Although he was still suppressed by the secret guards, he still struggled hard, as if to prove his innocence.
"My Xuanwu Kingdom has no grudge against her. Why would she want to harm my royal sister?" Prince An was very confused, but very calm.
"It seems that she has a grudge against the Duanmu family."
Qin Feng glanced at the Regent and analyzed carefully, "Several things she did were related to the Duanmu family."
Although that day, when Codename N was leaving, he told the Regent that he wanted revenge.
