"That's wrong." Li Tianming frowned.

"What's wrong?" Yinghuo asked.

"The Emperor's Sword Prison is unlikely to get out of control."

"Does that mean that someone wants to forcefully break it and cause the Emperor's Sword Prison to break out?"

"Then how can you insist that I am the one who killed the person? After a little testing, the person who broke it will know that he can't mess around. He has messed up, how can he blame me?" Li Tianming said.

"The key is that you don't know the details of Fang Xingque's death."

"Could it be that someone from the Taiqing Fang clan killed him and put the blame on me?"

"No way, what's your intention?"

"I don't know." Li Tianming shook his head.

He thought for a moment, and the current confusion was that he didn't know the details of Fang Xingque's death.

For example, when he died, we didn’t know who was present or other information at all, so it was difficult to judge.

"When Fang Xingque was brought back, why was he protected by someone? Then ordinary people couldn't kill him. This excludes Fang Xingying." Li Tianming said.

"Why did you suspect him?" Yinghuo laughed dumbly.

"He has this motive, but he doesn't have the ability. I was a little nervous when I saw him just now. It was not out of pure gratitude and excitement that I came up with this idea." Li Tianming said.

"It makes sense, but the key is the details!"

"The problem is, Fang Xingque is dead, and the Taiqing Fang clan doesn't intend to publicize this matter. Who will tell me the details?" Li Tianming said.

"How did I know?" Yinghuo rolled his eyes.

…

Xuanyuan Lake, inside a water palace.

Xuanyuan Muxue plays the guzheng on the pavilion in the ice lake. The music is melodious and the melodious sound can make people feel calm.

The white gauze hanging from the pavilion fluttered in the wind, blowing past my face and blowing away a few strands of hair.

In the ice and snow, her face is so beautiful that it can be said that she is charming. Her young and immature figure has infinite vitality.

The sound of the guzheng was reaching its most moving point when it suddenly stopped. It turned out that a person appeared outside the pavilion and interrupted the playing.

"Brother Yuheng." Xuanyuan Muxue stood up.

"Mu Xue." Xuanyuan Yuheng came in and sat next to her. His body was a bit evil and his eyes were a bit sinister.

"But there is something on your mind?" Xuanyuan Muxue asked.

"Um."

"Is it because the entire sect knows Li Tianming's identity and knows that he will be the disciple of Zunshen in the future, so it feels uncomfortable?" Xuanyuan Muxue asked.

"You are right, you understand me." Xuanyuan Yuheng said.

"Yeah." Xuanyuan Muxue nodded.

"Mu Xue, you and Li Tianming will enter the Star Pond together soon, right?" Xuanyuan Yuheng looked at him with blazing eyes.

"right."
Chapter completed!