Accompanied by countless bangs, bangs! and the screams of pity.

Finally, after a stick of incense, Gongsun Yuan was really taken out overnight.

"This is, Gongsun Yuan?" With a pig's head face wrapped in zongzi in front of him, Feng Ge couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"What do you say?" Su Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had just breathed out, and he was in a good mood.

Looking at Su Ye and Feng Ge in front of him, with a cloth stuffed in his mouth, Gongsun Yuan's face was full of horror.

Haven't they been deceived by Lord Himefu? How could you chase him here!

Also, why, when the Night Emperor rushed up and was about to beat him, didn't he just take a bath? Where did you offend the Night Emperor?

Looking at the night, Gongsun Yuan's face was aggrieved.

"Let's talk about it in another place." Looking at Gongsun Yuan in front of him, Feng Ge said.

A moment later, in a quiet and gloomy little dark room.

Gongsun Yuan, who was tied into a zongzi, knelt on the ground tremblingly.

On the side, Feng Ge, a man in a white cloak, turned his back to Gongsun Yuan, sharpening a huge machete very seriously, in the dark, the rustling sound and the faint flickering knife light made people creepy.

Behind him, a certain demon dressed in red, while drinking wine, leisurely watched Feng Ge's words and deeds to extract a confession.

"The question I'm going to ask next, if you dare to say one wrong, I'll chop off one of your hands, and if you say three wrong, I'll cut off your head." Feng Ge said, sharpening the knife in his hand, with a dangerous smile in his eyes.

Hearing this, looking at the knife in Feng Singer, Gongsun Yuan's face turned pale and trembled.

Although he knew that the person in front of him was a spy on the side of the expeditionary force, he didn't know who it was at all, and when he thought of the expeditionary force killing all sides on the battlefield, he believed that the person in front of him could say it and definitely do it.

"First question, what is the weakness of the Necrons?" Sharpening the knife, Feng Ge said in a low voice.

"The weakness is the distraction of the soul." Gongsun Yuan said.

"Nonsense, I know this." Feng Ge said that she didn't want those dead souls to fly away, so she racked her brains to find a way.

When a person dies, there will be reincarnation, and there will be a next life, but once the soul is gone, there is nothing.

Those necromancers themselves are all ancestors of the Starry Night Continent, and the army of 300,000 necromancy, representing 300,000 souls.

Let 300,000 souls scatter, such a sin, she can't do it.

Her starry night warriors can't do it.

So, be sure to find something else.

"You can also use the Chaos Bell, which can scare the soul, dispel evil spirits, and free the soul that is bound in the skeleton." Gongsun Yuan said again.

"I know that, too! Are you kidding me?! Looking at Gongsun Yuan, Feng Ge's eyes lit up with a dangerous light.

"No, no, that's all I know, I can swear, I'm not lying!" Looking at Feng Ge, Gongsun Yuan's face was full of horror.

"The Necromantic Legion is under the control of you spirits! What if I ask you to order the Necromantic Legion to deal with the demons in turn? Looking at Gongsun Yuan, Feng Ge asked.

"No, we spirits are only responsible for using forbidden arts, attracting souls from the Shura realm, and creating necromancy, and necromancers are only at the behest of those who made a contract with necromancy at the beginning of creation, and have long been out of our control.

However, if you also want to be necromancy, as long as you have bones, I can use the forbidden art to help you form them. It seemed that he was afraid that Feng Ge would really cut him in anger, Gongsun Yuan immediately said.

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