C97

A man walked into a room, panting heavily.

"What's the matter with you being so flustered?" Pu Mingjie, who was sitting beside the table, saw a flustered person enter and slowly asked.

Pang You, who was sitting at the side, also stared at him.

"He couldn't steal it and was killed." That person said in panic. This person was a spy sent to Chang'an by Plains Villa.

When they heard their spy say that they couldn't steal it, Pu Mingjie and Pang You were extremely shocked. Pu Mingjie stood up from his seat and asked in disbelief: "Are you saying that they couldn't steal it, and were killed?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes on the East Street. He was killed?" The spy repeated.

Pu Mingjie could not accept this. Arranging for him to steal Yuchi Yao's jade horn was extremely important to the entire plan. If he could not obtain all of Yuchi Yao's plans, all of them would be for naught. He did not expect such an unexpected thing to happen, so Pu Mingjie grabbed the collar of his spy, "Was he killed by Yuchi Yao or Yuchi Xiang?"

Pu Mingjie tightly gripped the eyeliner on his collar and suddenly tensed up. He stammered, "Yes ?" "It's He Lintong."

Pu Mingjie couldn't believe his ears. Had he heard wrong? " Who do you think it is? "

"It was He Lin Tong who killed him. It was him." "I saw it with my own eyes. He killed him in that alley."

Pu Mingjie let go of his collar. His eyes were filled with confusion. He was the one who killed him, but he couldn't steal it. Why? "Pang You, who was sitting there, also stood up. He also believed that this was true. How could He Lintong not have been able to steal it after killing him?" How could He Lintong not have killed and stolen? " Pang Yu said in confusion.

"How did he know that he couldn't steal it without dying? How did he find him? " Pu Mingjie mumbled to himself. All of this happened too suddenly.

"I wonder if we'll be able to steal the jade horn." Pang Yu said somewhat worriedly.

Pu Mingjie snapped out of his daze and stared at the spy. "Did you notice anything on you that you can't steal?"

"There's nothing on his body, only a few wounds. It doesn't seem to be done by himself." The spy said.

"It's not just one person. How many people did you see?" Pu Mingjie asked in confusion.

"I only saw him alone, but I noticed that the wounds on his body that I couldn't steal from weren't left by him alone." The informant was very sure of what he saw.

"I did not expect things to turn out this way. If we cannot obtain the jade horn, we cannot continue our plan. If we cannot steal from this failure, we must think of another way." Pu Mingjie's mood turned bad. Who would have thought that his life, which could not be stolen, would be ruined.

"There are only two jade horns. The other one is over there. If we want to acquire it, it'll be even harder. If we want to acquire it, we'll have to let others know that we were the ones who did it ?" Pang Yu felt the difficulty of this matter.

The fact that he couldn't steal away the wounds left on his body means that he had already tried to kill Yuchi Yao. After failing to do so, he was killed by He Lin Tong. Pu Mingjie fell into deep thought. No matter what, he had to obtain this jade horn.

"If we can't steal it now and kill it, then what about Lin Xingzi?" Pang Yu said.

Park Mingjie thought for a moment and then said to the spy, "You're going to tell her about the news of her death that she can't steal?"

Pu Mingjie immediately added, "Go and spread the news of your death, let everyone in Chang'an know about it."

"Yes." The man answered and went out.

"Young Manor Lord, what are you doing?" Pang Yu asked in confusion.

"I'll let everyone in Chang'an know that it's not a stolen death. Those people will naturally know that it's only his own idea to not steal the jade horn, and not ours." Pu Mingjie explained.

"It's a good idea." Pang Yu nodded.

"Then how does the Young Manor Lord plan to deal with this matter with Yan Wenqing? We have already confirmed that he is Chang An's Flying Knight." Pang You said that all the mysterious things that had happened in the past after the investigation that Feixia was Yan Wenqing had been easily solved. A piece of truth that could seal one's throat had surfaced, and the reappearance of "The Butterfly's Head" was an indisputable fact.

"Right now, we can't alert him. We must know the whereabouts of the secret manual for the 'Butterfly'." Yan Wenqing and Chen Zhengnan's daughter were inextricably linked, so he definitely stood on the side of Yuchi Xiang. Moreover, he was a win-win disciple, which was even more disadvantageous to him. Right now, he had to get the Jade Horn and investigate the whereabouts of the 'Butterfly's Head'.

"Nighteyes, Nighteyes ?" Lin Xingzi ran through the streets like a madman. This woman, who was like a crescent moon that had hidden herself from the sun, was heartbroken. Her heart was filled with a heart-wrenching pain, and her entire world had collapsed.

The woman ran down the street, aimlessly, and when she heard the news of her unstolen death, her heart would be dead.

When she reached the mouth of an alleyway, she was blocked by a group of lackadaisical hoodlums.

"Aiyo, what a beauty." A man said with an ugly expression on his face.

Another man followed up, "That's right, why are you so sad? Aiyo, those tears really make one's heart ache." As he finished speaking, he lifted up his sleeves and was about to wipe away Lin Xingzi's tear-stained face.

The heartbroken Lin Xingzi had lost all will to resist. She was only stopped by the wall, crying.

"Hurry, don't cry, I will feel sorry for you." As he spoke, the third man touched Lin Xingzi's cheek with his finger.