Very good, very good, you just slowly hit Yexun like this!

But some people don't notice these things now, he's so stubborn and so firmly immersed in his own world that it doesn't make sense for anyone around you to try to wake him up.

The only way to make him sober up is to slap him in the face with the reality of reality, so that he can recognize himself and prevent himself from being too self-righteous!

I thought to myself, thinking what a surprise the Night Watch had given me. Teach that little fat man a lesson all over the place.

Of course, I don't mind watching all of this.

Yexun walked towards the little fat man in high spirits, holding a very unintimidating tickle in his hand.

No matter who sees this scene, they will not think that it is to extract a confession, but will think that it is just for entertainment.

The big bad is this, and I still believe in Yexun's methods very much, so no matter what he does, of course I will have the first instinct that he is doing the right thing.

It wasn't until that guy lifted one of the little fat man's feet that his tall image, which he had been trying to maintain in my heart, suddenly collapsed.

Isn't it? Isn't it? He really wants to use this low-level item to force the little fat man, a guy who doesn't even have a knife to tell the truth?

I was still full of interest before, and I was waiting to watch the show, but now I don't have that hope at all.

The teacup I was holding in my hand was also piping hot, but now it was cold with my interest in having no flames.

Yexun unexpectedly did not take off the little fat man's shoes and socks, but directly stretched out to the soles of the little fat man's feet with the itch.

In my opinion, that is just a very ordinary item, how can it cause any substantial damage to the little fat man through such thick leather military boots?

But this point is really what I thought wrong, I forgot the tickle, although it looked ordinary, it was indeed something that was conjured by spell from the hand of Ye Xun.

I watched the tickling white fluff on it sway slightly at the little fat man's feet.

There didn't seem to be any movement, but the little fat man's face had obviously twitched a few times, and looking at that look, he should be trying his best to endure something.

Could it be that this is really useful for the little fat man?

I continued to read with disdain.

Sure enough, the movements on the night watchman's hand sped up slightly, and the white fluff on the top of the nourishing scratch became more and more frequent, and the expression of the little fat man had evolved from the original hideous face to the uncontrollable laughter now.

His laughter resounded throughout the camp, and I was afraid that he would laugh harder, so I woke up Yan Yue, who was already unconscious.

I was afraid that it would attract soldiers who were patrolling outside. So much so that our whole plan fell through. I still wanted to grab a rag from my chair that hadn't dried yet, run close to him in three or two steps, and shove it into the little fat man's mouth.

His frenzied, uncontrollable laughter was choked in his throat and turned into a whimpering, noisy and broken sound.

Seeing that the whole thing is beginning to pay off, then it is up to me to come out and ask again.

I stood above the little fat man and looked at him condescendingly: "If you don't say it, if you don't say it, if you keep scratching it like this, your whole leg may be useless!"

The little fat man's eyes were full of tears, and although his words were muddy, he didn't have the slightest idea of letting go.

I didn't say anything to stop Yexun, and he naturally continued to scratch with cooperation.

After a while, the little fat man was already laughing out of strength, and I continued to ask him triumphantly, "How is it? Do you want to talk about it now? If I say it, you may really be the first person to be laughed to death!"

I spoke very slowly, in order to make the little fat man hear clearly, and then consider the consequences himself.

After such a toss, all the flesh on the little fat man's face, I felt twitching, after I said those words just now. The tears that he had originally held in his eyes turned into two lines of clear tears, which flowed down from his forehead.

But to be honest, I have to admire the means of this guy Yexun, it turns out that it doesn't take a lot of things to break a scale, and a lump of soft cotton can make it sink.

I don't know how long it took, the little fat man was paralyzed, I was bored and buttoned my nails next to me, and asked him again: "Can you say it now?"

I said this casually, and I didn't intend to hear the answer I wanted from him.

It was because of such a sentence that he had been eating the scales, and the little fat man who was determined not to open his mouth actually nodded weakly.

I couldn't believe my eyes and was overjoyed.

I stood up from the stool as soon as I "soared", and hurriedly waved my hand to make Yexun stop what he was doing.

The night watchman on the other end was also very cooperative, and as soon as I spoke, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

The little fat man finally got some respite.

I pulled out the rag from his mouth, twisted it in my hand with disgust, and secretly made up my mind that if he was playing any tricks on me, I would definitely stuff it into his throat this time, and let Yexun torture him to death!

The little fat man who had suffered a lot was not as flamboyant as before, on the contrary, he slowly opened his mouth after a normal period of respite.

"I said, I'll say anything!

I waved my hand in a thoughtful manner: "It's easy to say!"

But then I realized what the little fat man said last time.

"You really say everything. No remorse!"

The little fat man sniffed and nodded with a wry smile.

Very well, now our purpose has been fully achieved! Perhaps with his foot on the stool beside him, he will pry the little fat man out of his lying state and sit down.

I hurriedly wanted to ask some news that was beneficial to us while he still hadn't repented: "Then let me ask you, what is the deal between that old general and that group of evil masters in this group?"

The answer to this question seems to be clear at a glance, because this is the first question, and it is difficult for me to rest assured that the little fat man will not tell us the truth later. Of all the things I can know now, take one out and test him!

The little fat man looked around for a while, breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to sigh that he was still alive: "When the old general and those mages met, it was a complete accident! The old general turned out to be a person who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but I don't know when he started to pursue that illusory and ethereal immortal technique.

I don't know when it began, there was an additional mage by his side who called himself Mr. Qi. ”

Wait, I glanced at Yexun in shock, I didn't expect him to be staring at me with such eyes.

If both of us heard it correctly, the name of the person that the little fat man just said is Mr. Qi?

Isn't he already in that stone chamber by us?