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Who!

Get out here, old man!

A sharp, angry howl echoed from the depths of the swamp forest.

Lin Qi's data is correct; Chen Qinghui is indeed the most outstanding seedling of the Chen family.

To die suddenly on the battlefield in Dongzhou was like losing an arm for the Chen family. How could Chen Hao not be furious?

His first suspect was Lin Qi and Lao Ye.

Chen Hao carefully searched the traces of the battle around him, and he really found some clues.

Using the Tracing Afterimage Technique, Chen Qinghui's appearance before his death was projected into the void.

Chen Hao raised his eyes and saw a frost-colored leaf carrying an overwhelming sword intent attacking Chen Qinghui.

Chen Qinghui's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

The scene lingered for a moment before vanishing, and Chen Hao didn't see who the killer was.

However, seeing the sword energy, it can be almost instantly determined that a cultivator made the move.

As for the frosted leaves... If he remembered correctly, Nan Zhou Lin Qi was a pure ice spirit root, adept at cultivating ice spells.

After quickly collecting Chen Qinghui's body, Chen Hao turned and rushed towards the tree hollow where Lin Qi and Lao Ye were hiding.

Before anyone could get close, a phantom sword appeared above their head, carrying an awe-inspiring power as it slashed downwards through the air.

The giant tree split into four or five pieces instantly. A thick, terrifying spiritual energy exploded before their eyes, revealing Lin Qi kneeling on the ground.

Lin Qi opened her eyes with great difficulty, her breath weaker than usual. Her precious robe was tattered in several places and stained red with blood, giving her a disheveled appearance.

Chen Hao raised his hand and controlled the sword, effortlessly lowering it. The giant sword in the void split apart with a cold light, its killing intent aimed at Lin Qi's head.

Lin Qi retracted his hand, drawing a sword flower with lightning speed. His divine blade slashed through the air, and the Taiji Sword Intent instantly left the blade.

Two sword intents clashed, causing several explosions in the sky. Spiritual energy waves surged like the sea.

Lin Qi stood under the broken trees, sword in hand, and roared, "Chen Hao, what do you want?"

Chen Hao let out a cold snort. "That's something you should be asking me."

"Since you dare to attack Qinghui, be prepared to die!"

Lin Qi's expression was slightly startled, a moment of confusion fleeting across her face.

She immediately withdrew her expression, her face turning cold as she said, "Chen Qinghui is dead?"

"How ridiculous. You don't go after the murderer to seek revenge, but you come here to rant and threaten violence? If you want to fight, just fight. Don't waste time making excuses to fool yourself."

Chen Hao sneered, "Not you? Then how did the wounds on your body come about?"

Lin Qi's face was cold and sharp. "Do you think Chen Qinghui has the ability to leave a mark on me?"

After being reminded by Lin Qi, Chen Hao realized that the scars on Lin Qi's body were not left by Chen family magic.

And Chen Qinghui's combat strength is far inferior to Lin Qi. It's indeed highly unlikely that he could injure Lin Qi to such an extent.

Furthermore, Chen Hao did not notice Lao Ye's presence.

He instinctively raised his guard, fearing that Lao Ye was ambushing him in the shadows and unwittingly falling prey to the schemes of these two.

"Where is your companion?"

Lin Qi gave a cold snort of disdain. "As you can see, I've been framed for murder and robbery, becoming a major victim of injustice."

Chen Hao subconsciously suspected, could it be that Lao Ye had killed Lin Qi, and secretly attacked Chen Qinghui?

He wasn't foolish either, so naturally he wouldn't dismiss his suspicions just because of Lin Qi's three or two words.

He countered with a strike, leaving behind an afterimage. "Do you know this move, Daoist Lin?"

Lin Qi raised her eyes and glanced around, slightly stunned, then quickly replied, "No."

She raised an eyebrow, a hint of mockery in her voice: "Just because I'm an Ice Spirit root? To be honest, if Daoist Chen wants to fight, just fight. Don't come up with such foolish excuses, they are riddled with holes."

Chen Hao's face turned ugly. "You accuse me of slander?! Is Qing Hui's death also fake?!"

Lin Qi blinked, as if in disbelief, and said, "Chen Qinghui is really dead? I thought you were just making excuses to fool me."

Chen Hao's chest was constricted, almost spitting blood out. "Don't

"Change the subject and play innocent! What evidence do you have that Qinghui wasn't killed by you?"

Within a radius of ten miles, you are the only Ice Spirit Root cultivator!

Lin Qi said calmly, "Of course I have evidence."

She flung a high-grade Remembrall backhand.

Chen Hao raised his hand to catch it, and an image was instantly projected in the air.

In the footage, it was Lao Ye attacking Lin Qi in a tree hollow. Throughout the half-hour long battle record, Lao Ye happened to use the same moves.

Seeing the frost-colored leaves, Chen Hao's eyes instantly narrowed.

Thanks to the special material of the lithographic stone, it is impossible for forgery to exist.

So, it's obvious that Lao Ye secretly made a move against Chen Qinghui.

Lin Qi probed his hand, "Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on either."

When the thick fog rose, Lao Ye suddenly ambushed me. After a brief battle, I was injured. He couldn't win in a prolonged fight, so he took advantage of the situation and stole my storage pouch before escaping.

"A storage bag?!" Chen Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth gritted as he said, "I will kill this person!"

After Chen Qinghui's death, his body was relatively intact, but several storage spiritual qi on his body were completely ransacked.

After both parties had followed the clue, Chen Hao turned around and was about to chase after it.

To everyone's surprise, Lao Ye calmly emerged from the thick fog.

"Seeing Chen Hao drawing his sword and about to attack, he calmly spoke: "What's going on?"

A fleeting glance revealed Lin Qi was a mess. He frowned slightly.

He smiled ambiguously at Lin Qi and said, "It seems these outside cultivators are not good people either. You saved his life, and today, taking advantage of the rising mist, he actually wanted to take advantage of you."

Lin Qi followed, drawing his sword without emotion. "Old Ye, you've gone too far."

"Where's my storage bag?"

"A storage bag?" Lao Ye frowned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if questioning how Lin Qi's request differed from their previous agreement.

"Your storage bag is gone, you ask me? Do you think I stole it?"

Chen Hao instinctively sensed something was amiss with their reactions. He questioned, "Did you kill Qinghui?"

"Qinghui? Did your friend die?" Lao Ye stopped in his tracks. "Don't accuse people without evidence. I've been chasing after the demon beast all day and haven't seen a single person!"

"Is that so?" Chen Hao sneered, clearly not believing Lao Ye's explanation.

The figure had rushed to Lao Ye's face, its fingers transforming into claws, and the sharp claws raked across Lao Ye's shoulders.

Lin Qi seized the opportunity and threw out an illusion pill.

The old leaves that Lao Ye raised to block instantly turned into a three-eyed bald eagle.

Chen Qinghui's arm froze, and in the blink of an eye, as if he had understood something, he roared: "It was you who pretended to be a monster that day and ruined my plans!"

"So you've been after me since then!"

Lin Qi also exclaimed in astonishment beside him, "Old Ye, it turns out that the day we met, I was attacked by a ferocious beast, and the so-called life-saving grace was all orchestrated by you!"

The story of their meeting as saviors was a fabrication concocted by Lin Qi and Lao Ye to deceive the Chen family cultivators.

Lao Ye didn't expect Lin Qi to be able to bite back at him from here.

Lao Ye came back originally to prepare to turn against Lin Qi and frame each other.

But he wasn't as prepared as Lin Qi, who skillfully countered his every argument. He was left speechless and unable to defend himself.