The heavy snow is still continuous.

In the military camp, the woman who had just changed into beautiful clothes - she was also the highest general of the army - came to the small house where military aircraft had been hidden.

But now, the people here are in seclusion and recuperating. Three days have passed, and even she feels that the power inside is getting more and more abundant.

It seemed as if the surrounding protective cover could not be held back and was about to collapse.

At this moment, there might be a little less seriousness on her face, but there is a little more real majesty. At this moment, no one was dissatisfied with her, as if this woman had finally lived her own life.

She is Zhuo Yiling, and her knot in her heart has been completely opened.

"Meng'er, please rest for a while." She picked up a solid-colored cotton coat and put it on the girl in front of the cottage.

Their cultivation is no longer afraid of this cold, and the cotton coat is more of a psychological comfort.

At this time, the girl's eyes were covered with bloodshots, and her face became very thin, like a wilted hibiscus flower.

Zhuo Yiling then squatted in front of the girl and gently stroked her face, "The blood stains before have not been wiped clean, and you have not had a rest for several days."

The girl squeezed out a smile at her: "This is my duty. Moreover, Miss Zhuo... looks so beautiful."

This sudden sentence made Zhuo Yiling stunned at first, and then noticed her long black hair. She quickly smiled at her and said, "Thank you."

"I just said a few words. Moreover, Miss Zhuo, you are very different from a few days ago."

Zhuo Yiling didn't say anything, but she suddenly stood up and gently hugged Meng'er, "I'll be here for you for a while."

"No..." Meng'er shook her head, "If you say this, Meng'er will get angry. It is Meng'er's responsibility to protect the young master alone."

"This... OK." Zhuo Yiling sighed softly, "As it is, I won't bother you anymore. I don't know how long it will take for him to come out."

"Young master won't come out for a day, Meng'er will keep him for a day." The girl's eyes suddenly became a little firmer, "Because, this is the only thing I can do."

"Meng'er..." Zhuo Yiling was about to say something, but closed her mouth again, as if she was talking to herself, "Doctors don't treat themselves. You have woken up my heart disease and my own heart disease, who will wake up?"

Then, Zhuo Yiling left. She knew that since she couldn't help, she should not just add to the trouble.

Immediately afterwards, a sound sounded at the door, and then someone reported that the previous team that reported the news to the Xiao family was back.

So Zhuo Yiling hurriedly came up. However, the old man from the Xiao family was caught in his eyes, Xiao Buhuo.

Zhuo Yiling naturally didn't know him. However, she had the impression that the people around her were from the Xiao family. Could it be that the people in the middle are...

At this time, the people of the Xiao family were stunned when they saw Zhuo Yiling. Such an image was like a fairy descending to earth, but in their impression it was...

Just as the two sides looked at each other, Zhuo Yiling took the lead in speaking:

"Senior, are you the old senior who was in seclusion in the Xiao family back then?"

Zhuo Yiling immediately bowed to him.

"Oh? You are the daughter of the National Guardian Army, the general of this army?" Old Xiao looked carefully, "You are so arrogant that you deserve to be the daughter of the National Guardian Army."

"The old senior is praised." Zhuo Yiling immediately said, and signaled to invite him into the account. "Old senior senior and everyone in the Xiao family. What's wrong with you coming to our army? Let's talk about it in detail."

So, after pushing each other, they came to the tent. Mr. Xiao also expressed his purpose.

"This is the portrait. The girl sees it for herself."

Zhuo Yiling took the portrait and saw Xia Xu's appearance. He was obviously stunned at first, then frowned, "You guys tell me, Xiao Tingqian is really holding this portrait in his hand?"

"Miss recognizes this person?"

"Recognize it. And it's in the army." Zhuo Yiling said without any concealment.

Looking at her appearance, Xiao Kun immediately stood up: "You girl! Are you a co-conspirator too?"

"Don't be rude!" Old Xiao quickly stopped him, and then said to Zhuo Yiling, "I don't need to say more about my son's death. I'm very angry now."

Immediately afterwards, a surging force was released from Old Xiao's body, which instantly made Zhuo Yiling feel a huge sense of oppression. But even so, Old Xiao must have held back, otherwise, it would be easy for him to shake himself to death with his momentum.

Moreover, thinking of the tragic situation of the head of the Xiao family, Zhuo Yiling still felt nauseous even after two days.

"Old senior, although this person is in our army, this person did not leave when something happened to the Xiao family, so I guess he is not the murderer. And even if he is the murderer, it is impossible to do such inhuman things."

"Oh? Then I can bring this person and I will interrogate you in person?" Old Xiao said with a little confusion.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yiling said bluntly: "He is in seclusion and recuperating, and I want to wait for him to come out by himself."

"What?" Everyone was at a loss when Zhuo Yiling said this without fear. It was only after several seconds that Mr. Xiao asked back: "As the leader of the three armies, he actually sheltered someone?"

"I believe in him. So, I want to help him. It's not as a general of the three armies, but just for me alone." Zhuo Yiling said immediately.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xiao sighed, "Okay. You are so interesting. You are worthy of being the daughter of the National Guardian Army. I apologize to you just now."

"Senior, don't need to apologize." Zhuo Yiling stood up and thought, "What you said just now, Xiao Tingxuan went crazy. But if he drew a portrait of the murderer before going crazy, or conveyed the message of the mastermind behind the scenes, wouldn't he be too hasty?"

"Indeed," said Mr. Xiao, "I also felt a little strange before. If I just left the information, wouldn't it be better to record it in words? However, the handwriting does not look like a new one. Could it be that I had painted it before and then Xuan'er got it?"

Then, Zhuo Yiling said again: "Then, there is another suspicion. Xiao Tingxuan went crazy and lost all his cultivation. Why did the murderer still keep him alive?"

A word awakens the dreamer. The people in the Xiao family are all glad that Xiao Tingxuan is still alive, but they forget the most obvious question, why did Xiao Tingxuan live?

Yes, not only did he go crazy and lost his mobility, but his cultivation level was also destroyed. Isn’t killing him just to catch a turtle in a jar?

"It's really a mystery to the authorities..." Old Xiao quickly patted his forehead, "That's a simple question, but I ignored it."
Chapter completed!