"Let's go back." Duan Liuyu did not follow Pan Shuwen to fool around. Instead, he brought Sun Long back to the residence. The night slowly fell, and the Duan residence was dark. A few candles were lit up in a few scattered places, simply illuminating the path beneath their feet.
Duan Liuyu brought Sun Long to a place. He opened the door and lit the candles. There was only a table and a bed in the room.
"You stay here at night. I'll be next door." Duan Liuyu found a set of bedding for Sun Long and laid it on the bed. He turned around and left. Sun Long took off his clothes and lay on the bed. He used his internal energy to extinguish the candles. The room was instantly plunged into darkness.
The moonlight shone through the window. It was a little illusory. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Sun Long could hear his own breathing. The Duan family was so big, but there were very few people. Other than a few servants, there was only Duan Liuyu and his son.
As for the others, the Duan family was also a big family. It was impossible for them to only have so few people. Moreover, looking at the mansion, they did not seem to be very rich. This was the Duan family. How could they be in such dire straits? As for the others, perhaps he had not seen them yet.
Although the Duan family was deserted, the capital of Song was still bustling. As night fell, the city's lights lit up the night. Boats floated on the river. The shops on both sides of the street and the street vendors were still open as if it was daytime.
Of course, the busiest places at night were the romantic places. In the capital of Song, the most famous place was the Immortal Residence. It was a seven-story building. It was one of the best buildings in the capital of Song.
The bustling decorations adorned the Immortal Residence. The words "Immortal Residence" were written elegantly on the plaque. There was also a poem inscribed on the pillars on both sides. "Immortal Cloud Residence is a famous building. I miss this place."
"Young Master Pan, you're finally here. Please come in." Pan Shuwen swaggered into the Immortal Residence. A beautiful woman saw Pan Shuwen enter and threw herself at him. It was as if she wanted to hang on to Pan Shuwen.
Pan Shuwen took the opportunity to hug her. However, his hands were not too presumptuous. He knew that the night was long and there was still a chance. "Where's Yun Guiyu? Let her play a little song for me." Pan Shuwen directly chose Yun Guiyu. Everyone in the capital of Song knew that Yun Guiyu was both beautiful and talented. She was the dream lover of countless scholars and chivalrous swordsmen. Many of them had come for her.
"Young Master Pan, unfortunately, Big Sister Yun has been sick for the past few days and is unable to receive guests. Don't we have so many sisters? You can pick one. "The beautiful woman pouted and acted coquettishly.
"What a pity. Then I'll just find a few people to dance and play a song for me." Although Pan Shuwen was a little disappointed, he knew that if Yun Guiyu didn't want to receive guests, then he wouldn't come to meet them. He took out a few banknotes from his bosom and handed them to the beautiful woman.
"Okay, you go to the private room and have a seat first." The beautiful woman agreed and let another woman take Pan Shuwen to the private room.
Pan Shuwen and his guards sat in the private room. After a while, a few good-looking, well-dressed women walked in. Behind them were a few slightly less beautiful women. Behind them were each holding wine and dishes.
The dishes and wine were placed neatly. Pan Shuwen waved his hand and the women began to sing and dance. As they danced and sang, Pan Shuwen laughed and clapped from time to time. Occasionally, he would drink a few mouthfuls of wine. His eyes gradually became unfocused.
"Wonderful." His eyes became more and more blurred. He looked like a pig. The other guards also basked in the light of their young master. They stared with wide eyes at these women. Normally, they were just guards. When had they ever seen such beautiful women?
Beautiful women.
After drinking some wine, they also complimented Pan Shuwen. Sometimes, they would also flatter Pan Shuwen. Pan Shuwen enjoyed it very much. Today, he suffered quite a bit of anger. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the Immortal Residence to solve his problems.
Thinking about today's matter, Pan Shuwen recalled the wound on his face. Wiping it with his hand, he could still remember the pain he felt today. He fiercely drank a mouthful of wine. "Nie Li, just you wait. This young master will definitely get his revenge." Pan Shuwen's eyes became fierce. However, in the blink of an eye, he was immersed in the beauty and happiness.
After toasting and eating to his heart's content, Pan Shuwen drank until he was in a daze. Today, he had no interest in pampering these women. Standing up, Pan Shuwen brought his guards and left the Immortal Residence. The group reeked of alcohol and swayed as they walked.
"Did you have fun today?" Pan Shuwen shouted. The guards slurred their tongues and vaguely responded. At midnight, there weren't many people in the Song Capital. Only scattered lights illuminated the road in front of them.
From time to time, there would be patrols of ten people passing by. As Pan Shuwen walked with his guards, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. It turned out that the candles were extinguished, but he could still see the road under his feet.
A black shadow flashed behind him and a person's head exploded. The muffled sound and miserable scream sent a chill down everyone's spine. The alcohol made their movements and reactions slow. Miserable screams continued to ring out. A moment later, several headless corpses were lying on the ground.
The next day, while Nie Li was still cultivating, there was a knock on his door. Behind Shen Liang was a group of armored men. "You must be Nie Li. I'm Cai Ying from the Capital Residence. We suspect that you're involved in a murder case and are here to arrest you." A middle-aged man with a dignified expression coldly looked at Nie Li, as if Nie Li was already a dead man in his eyes.
"Who did I kill?" Nie Li didn't have an intense reaction or quibble. He knew that he was framed. Last night, he meditated in his room. How could he kill someone? Could it be Pan Shuwen? Thinking about it, with the Pan Family, it's normal for them to take revenge on him.
"Pan Shuwen." After Cai Ying said this name, Nie Li was confused. He originally thought that Pan Shuwen was taking revenge on him. He never thought that Pan Shuwen was the one who died. However, he didn't do anything. That means that someone else killed Pan Shuwen and framed him.
"Men, cuff him." Seeing that Nie Li didn't say a word, Cai Ying immediately ordered his men to arrest Nie Li. "No need, I'll go with you." Nie Li's eyes turned cold as he swept his gaze over the two soldiers who were about to walk up. They were so scared that they didn't dare to step forward.
"Keep an eye on him." Seeing that his men were so timid, Cai Ying didn't ask them to do anything. However, seeing Nie Li like this, he wouldn't run away. Even if he ran away, Cai Ying could still make him stay.
A group of people surrounded Nie Li. Mo Xiaotong also noticed the commotion. When he saw Nie Li being arrested by the soldiers, he wanted to step forward and ask. However, Nie Li gave him a look and he kept quiet.
He brought Nie Li to the Capital Residence. The door was wide open and a straight path led to the main hall. At this moment, there was a middle-aged man wearing an official's uniform. The words' Righteous and Honorable 'were written on a wooden plaque above his head. On both sides, there were soldiers in uniform and equipped with weapons.
"Arrest the prisoner." Nie Li walked into the hall surrounded by a group of people. He didn't kneel down, but looked at the man in the hall. The latter's strength didn't seem to be high, but his aura was very strong, causing Nie Li to have the urge to kneel down.
However, Nie Li endured it and continued to use his aura to resist. Walking into the hall, Nie Li saw a row of corpses.
Beside the middle-aged man was a row of corpses covered by white cloth. Beside the middle-aged man was a young man. He looked scholarly and thin, and he was holding a brush as if he was recording something. On the other side, there was a man in a brocade robe, holding a sword. His eyes were closed and he didn't open them at all.
"Nie Li, this official is asking you, where were you yesterday at noon?" The middle-aged man had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His facial features were strong and he looked very resolute. His voice was like thunder, exploding in Nie Li's ears and echoing in the hall.
"Sleeping in the Forest Residence." Nie Li answered truthfully. "Don't you know that you have to kneel?" Cai Ying shouted when he saw Nie Li being so rude. "I, Nie Li, kneel to the heavens, kneel to the earth, and kneel to my parents. Others don't kneel. "Nie Li replied unyieldingly.
"Men, restrain him. I don't believe it." Cai Ying was a little angry. "Cai Ying, you can't do this." The man in the hall said softly. Cai Ying hesitated for a moment, then retreated. It seemed that this person wasn't bad, at least Nie Li had a good impression of him.
"Do you have any witnesses?" "No." "Do you have any grudges with Pan Shuwen?" "That's right." The two of them asked and answered. Nie Li didn't have any evidence to defend himself. In his heart, he already knew how this person would judge him. How many officials were good people?
Nie Li still clearly remembered the calamity of being imprisoned. "Mr. Xing, thank you for your trouble." Just as the man's voice faded, the man in the brocade robe beside him moved. His speed was very fast. Before Nie Li could react, a fist was about to land on his face.
Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly Demon, first revolution. Nie Li raised his fist and the two fists collided. Only then did Nie Li realize that he had underestimated this person. His strength was actually so insignificant in front of this man.
With a punch, Nie Li's figure was sent flying. He flipped in the air and landed on the ground. He tapped the ground to dissipate the force. Nie Li looked at this Mr. Xing. He looked to be in his twenties. He was handsome and had a righteous aura.
Seeing Nie Li's relaxed appearance, the man threw the sword in his hand to Cai Ying and threw another punch. This punch was clearly stronger than the previous one.
"Third Revolution of the Heavenly Demon." Nie Li didn't hide it. After the Third Revolution of the Heavenly Demon, he gathered all his internal energy and killing intent. A huge blood-red fist image burst out. Mr. Xing threw two consecutive punches, using his internal energy to defend against Nie Li's punch.
"Not bad." Mr. Xing praised. His speed became even faster. Nie Li couldn't see him at all. However, he could still guess that this person was behind him with his sharp senses.
Nie Li turned his body and kicked. The huge shadow of his foot hit the wooden beam of the hall. The tiles flew and a hole appeared above his head. "Alright, let's stop. If this continues, my residence will be destroyed," the man sitting on top said. Mister Xing's figure also appeared beside him.
Nie Li was a little suspicious when he saw the two of them acting strangely. They were the ones who suddenly said they were going to attack and the ones who suddenly stopped. Mr. Xing whispered a few words into the man's ear. The man nodded.
"Young hero Nie Li, you are now innocent." The man announced the result of Nie Li's trial.
"Milord, why are you doing this?" Nie Li was completely confused.
"Mr. Xing exchanged blows with you earlier. From your martial arts and techniques, we can tell that Pan Shuwen wasn't killed by you."
"Then I can leave now," Nie Li said.
"No. Although we can tell, we still need an explanation from the Pan Family." The man named the most troublesome person.
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