At the same time, the Qiandu Sect was shrouded in a dead silence, and the oppressive atmosphere seemed to be about to swallow people alive.

The dragon carving chair on the Ogiza played with the night pearl that the cultist had just snatched from others in one hand, and picked up a bunch of crystal clear grapes in the other hand and put it in his mouth.

But his eagle eyes kept falling on the body of a woman in black.

"Wutong, why more than ten days have passed, and there is still no nameless news." Ogisha asked the woman in a cold tone, "Today, you'd better give this seat a satisfactory explanation." ”

Hearing the sound, the woman in black hurriedly walked out of the crowd and took a few steps to the center of the main hall, "The sect master, his subordinates have carried out inspections in the area of Helin Villa and Chucheng, but they still failed to find the young master, it is the incompetence of the subordinates, and I ask the sect leader for forgiveness!" She fell to one knee and arched her hands in reply to the bloodthirsty demon on her seat.

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, Ogisha became angry, "You know the consequences!" ”

"My subordinates know! But ask the Lord to give his subordinates a chance to explain! She buried her head deeply, beads of sweat running down her cheeks and to the ground.

Ogisha closed his eyes tightly and exhaled, holding back the anger in his heart and agreed to her request: "Then this seat will give you a chance to explain!" ”

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Wutong got up slightly, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said, "During these days when my subordinates were looking for the young master in Chucheng, I happened to encounter the execution of the 'flower picker executioner' by the government, and it was ......."

"Isn't it just the execution of a little lewd thief, I don't want to know these things!"

Before Wutong could explain the ins and outs of the matter, Ogisha interrupted her sharply, picked up the fruit pot on the table and smashed it down.

The screeching sound of the fruit pot rubbing on the ground startled the people present to their knees one after another.

"The Sect Master is angry! The subordinates thought that the 'flower picker executioner' was a little related to the young master. ”

Hearing this, Ogisha retracted his anger a little, raised his eyes and glanced at the kneeling man, "Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

"Yes, Master." Wutong nodded and told the truth of the matter, "In the past few days that my subordinates have been in Chu City, I have heard that the people in the city have said that the 'flower picker executioner' was sent to the yamen in the middle of the night by a monk and a woman wearing a golden mask. ”

Hearing this, Ogisha stood up, walked to her side, and pressed her chin with a large hand to lift up.

"Can you identify the woman?"

His question stumped Wutong, because when she rushed from Helin Villa to Chu City, it had been a day since the case of the flower picker executioner, and it was really difficult to determine the identity of the woman wearing the mask by inquiring about the news.

"Muslim Lord...... Subordinate...... The subordinates are not sure if the woman is the young master......"

"Then you're a mission failure!" Ogisha slid his hand down to Wutong's neck and grabbed her throat mercilessly, "Wutong, do you remember, what token did you take this time?!" ”

"Subordinate...... The subordinates are taking ...... Red Token ......"

Wu Tong used all his strength to make a faint sound from his throat, answering the man with blood-red eyes in front of him, and there were slight ripples in his eyes.

You know, if she gets the red token but fails to complete the task, what awaits her will be torture.

Xu is broken hands and feet, Xu is strict torture, in short, they are all very cruel tricks, and these tricks, Wutong has seen them.

Thinking of this, her body trembled uncontrollably, like a helpless little lamb.

"So you're scared? Rubbish! Ogisha looked at Wutong with a frightened face, and immediately hated it, raised his hand and gave Wutong a slap, letting go of the hand that was holding her neck.

What he hated most was this face that was afraid of death.

Therefore, in the Qiandu Sect, what he likes the most is the killing tool he cultivated single-handedly-Nameless.

She was never afraid, she never begged for mercy for herself, she didn't seem to know what pain was, let alone life and death.

She only knows how to obediently obey orders and complete tasks, and she is the best killer.

But now, the nameless is gone, and Ogisha's heart is restless.

"Come on, take Wutong down and throw him into the Five Poison Cave for a night!" Ogisha glanced at Wutong lying on the ground in disgust, turned his back and called his subordinates in a cold voice.

"No need, sect leader, the subordinates admit punishment, and the subordinates will go by themselves."

After hearing this, Wutong knew that he had no way to retreat, so he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up alone, and walked out of the hall with his trembling body.

When the people present saw it, they only sighed at her pity, but no one dared to stand up and speak for her.

A girl's house, into the five poison holes, can imagine what it will be like to be bitten by those beasts......

But at this moment, a man in white suddenly walked out of the crowd and blocked Wutong's way.

"Akichi, get out of the way." The woman whispered.

"Wutong, you'll be fine."

The man put his hands lightly on her shoulders and smiled indifferently, and then walked to the center of the hall in a few steps, and the long figure was pulled into light and shadow by the dim candle flame.

"Returning to the sect leader, after listening to the explanation of the chief envoy, his subordinates suddenly had a conjecture in their hearts, but ...... I don't know if to say it......" Akichi arched his hands and saluted Ogisha.

"Qiuchi, this seat gives you a chance to speak, say it."

"Thank you, Sect Master." Qiu Chi nodded in thanks, and then said his conjecture, "According to the opinion of his subordinates, the disappearance of this nameless young master out of thin air must have something to do with the Anguo Temple. ”

Hearing this, Ogisha frowned, "What does this have to do with it?" Aren't all the monks at Anguo Temple dead? ”

"Definitely." The man in white smiled slightly, "In the eyes of his subordinates, the little monk of Anguo Temple who fell into the sea of ink is not dead, and he has an inseparable relationship with Nameless!" ”

When these words came out of his mouth, he immediately caused a discussion among the people present, and although the words were small, they were still heard by Ogisha.

"Shut up!" He was distraught by these noisy little minions, and finally under an angry reprimand, the hall regained calm.

"Qiuchi, you go on." Ogisha waved his hand.

"Yes." The man stood upright, unhurriedly expressing his thoughts.

"In the Anguo Temple incident, the sect leader, you sent the nameless young master, the shadow chief envoy and his apostles, but now, they are all gone, as for the truth of what happened that night, only the young master knows, not to mention that there is no body of the little monk in the sea of ink now, so the little monk must have been rescued."

"As for the matter of Helin Villa, with the skills and skills of the nameless young master, let alone a powerless tea house merchant, even if she is a decent master, she may not be able to hurt her in the slightest. But now, the young master has disappeared out of thin air, and at the same time, there are rumors in Chu City that the monk and the masked woman caught the adulterous thief, so the subordinates dare to guess that the nameless young master has secretly colluded with the little monk! Betrayed you! Betrayed the Thousand Cities! He spoke with a firm and steady voice.

After hearing this, Ogisha was so angry that he smashed the night pearl in his hand, and kicked over the desk with a roar.

Suddenly, the jewels on the table were shattered all over the floor, leaving only a dazzling wreckage.

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