My Demon Queen

Chapter 261 Find the murderer

Bai Feiyu stood quietly behind Mo Ruxue and finished speaking in a mellow voice.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left the quiet courtyard without hesitation, like a gust of wind.

Mo Ruxue heard the noise behind her and turned around slowly.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun was like a layer of golden gauze, gently falling on the entire courtyard.

She looked up and happened to see Bai Feiyu's slender figure flying towards the sunset against the light.

The back figure was stretched out in the reflection of the setting sun.

Mo Ruxue's eyes followed the direction Bai Feiyu left, and the words he had just said kept echoing in her mind.

In her eyes, as clear as autumn water, there was a faint flicker of complex light.

She slightly frowned her beautiful crescent-shaped eyebrows and muttered, "Who asked you to solve it, you bastard..." Her cherry-red lips unconsciously curled up slightly at this moment, as if she was complaining, or as if she was recalling something.

Her black dress fluttered gently in the breeze.

When Bai Feiyu quickly returned to the solemn and dignified hall of the martial arts holy land, Xiao Lin walked out quickly from the side with an anxious look on his face and blocked Bai Feiyu's way.

Xiao Lin bowed respectfully, then raised his head and said solemnly, "Master, the leaders of the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan in the demon clan have been waiting for you in the hall. They seem to have been waiting for a long time and look a little impatient."

Bai Feiyu frowned slightly, with a barely perceptible coldness flashing in his eyes. He said calmly, "Wait for me? Humph, you just want an explanation. Well, you go to the other two holy places for me to find out what's going on. I'll go meet them now."

After Bai Feiyu finished speaking, he walked straight into the hall with steady steps.

In the main hall, the Dragon Clan Chief and the Qilin Clan Chief were standing with their hands behind their backs, facing the door of the hall.

Their tall figures seemed particularly oppressive in the slightly dim light of the hall, and the two of them waited quietly for Bai Feiyu's arrival.

Xiao Lin stood outside the hall and sighed deeply in helplessness when he saw this tense scene.

His heart was filled with worry about his master. He knew very well that his master was very powerful and a ruthless man who could destroy an entire clan. Naturally, his methods and abilities would not be bad.

However, what should be done if the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan unite to put pressure on the Holy Land of Martial Arts?

The interests involved and the possible consequences made Xiao Lin frown tightly. He hesitated for a moment before turning around and leaving to carry out the task assigned by his master.

Bai Feiyu walked into the hall with steady steps. The sound of his footsteps was like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, echoing slowly in the empty and solemn space.

The Dragon Clan leader turned around first, his majestic face was covered with frost, with a hint of anger. His eyes were as big and sharp as copper bells, staring at Bai Feiyu intently, as if trying to see something from Bai Feiyu's expression.

He lowered his voice slightly, but it was full of anger and questioning: "Saint Lord Bai, this gathering of heroes is a grand gathering of all sects and clans. It should have been a peaceful occasion. But who would have thought that the Phoenix clan was quietly exterminated! And I heard that it was done by one person. As the organizer of this earth-shattering event, shouldn't you, the Wulin Holy Land, give us a reasonable explanation?"

Bai Feiyu quietly looked at the aggressive appearance of the Dragon Clan Chief, and couldn't help feeling helpless.

He clearly remembered that when the incident happened, the Dragon Clan Chieftain did not have the same attitude as he does now. But now he suddenly behaves like this. Perhaps he has other intentions.

At this time, the Qilin clan leader also stared at Bai Feiyu closely and said slowly: "Saint Lord Bai, I'm afraid that your Wulin Holy Land must bear part of the unshirkable responsibility for this matter."

Bai Feiyu muttered to himself, "Sure enough, they are teaming up to put pressure on me."

But his expression remained calm as he walked slowly up the stairs. Every stone slab on the stairs seemed to carry his thoughts. He said slowly, "Two clan leaders, why don't you just tell me directly, do you want me to hand over the murderer, or do you insist on making the Wulin Holy Land take the responsibility?"

Just when the Qilin clan leader was about to respond, the Dragon clan leader quickly grabbed him and shook his head slightly at him.

The Dragon Clan leader had a clear mind. He knew very well that although Bai Feiyu's martial arts performance was average, his brain was surprisingly good.

Bai Feiyu was a scholar who should have entered the famous Qingcheng Academy, a place famous for cultivating wise men, but he chose to enter the Holy Land of Martial Arts, a sect that practices martial arts to gain enlightenment.

Although outsiders do not know the various reasons behind this, for a person with such a smart mind, would the choices he made be something that people like them could easily think of?

Just based on what Bai Feiyu said just now, if they choose to find the murderer, then the responsibility of the Holy Land of Martial Arts will be written off.

But if they choose to let the Holy Land of Martial Arts take responsibility, the murderer will still be at large, and judging from the murderer's style of behavior, it is obvious that he is targeting the demon clan.

So no matter how you look at it, Bai Feiyu's words seem like a carefully designed trap, and it is really difficult to answer.

After a brief moment of shock, the Qilin clan leader finally reacted.

He looked deeply at Bai Feiyu's back as he slowly walked up the stairs, and couldn't help but smack his lips in his heart.

"Nowadays, among all the tribes, the leaders of all sects are either highly respected or powerful. And this young Saint Lord in front of me looks young, but he seems to have a deep mind. It seems that he really has some real skills." The tribe leader thought secretly in his heart.

Bai Feiyu walked up the stairs step by step. His right hand unconsciously clenched and unclenched its fist. It was a little subconscious movement he made when he was nervous.

His mind was like a raging sea, and he was formulating various possible responses at a very fast speed.

He knew very well that if he needed to take responsibility, how should he do it reasonably and how should he divide it among the various parties? If he wanted to hand over the murderer, where should he find him?

Mo Ruxue must not be exposed. This is the bottom line in his heart.

As he thought deeper, he sometimes gently stroked his chin with his left hand, and sometimes frowned slightly, and his frown seemed to hide endless worries and troubles.

"Saint Lord Bai, please ask the Holy Land of Wulin to find the murderer for the Phoenix Clan."