Huang Si transmitted the information of Guan Ming and the other four to Lu Cheng.

It's easy to say that these things can't be understood by speaking.,Dependents.,Just transfer your consciousness.,It's very convenient.。

After receiving the information, Lu Cheng couldn't help but be a little stunned, and said, "It turns out that they are all subordinates of the master." I really didn't expect that there were so many colleagues. ”

In fact, Guan Ming is from the Demon Realm, Lu Cheng is from the Heavenly Realm, and the rest of the people also have their own belongings, and they are actually not colleagues from the perspective of administrative relations. But on Huang Si's side, it is obviously no different.

"You can work together in the future, but you don't need to be too close, just know that the other person exists." Huang Si commanded.

Lu Cheng was overjoyed and thanked.

Huang Shui was almost finished, put down the chopsticks, stretched and leaned back on the chair, and said lazily: "Hey, it's a headache for Dad to talk to the family, it's not that Dad doesn't speak, only the family is talking, or the family hasn't spoken yet, Dad already knows everything, and we can't understand it at all." ”

The finale didn't matter, she said, "I'm not interested in listening to it." Anyway, the left and right are just business. ”

……

It was late at night and the wind was cold.

It was the end of November, and the weather was already very cold, except for the warmth during the day when the sun was shining, and at night it was so cold that people shivered.

The night in Lihe City is not too dark, and many of the buildings here are lit up all night long, and the charcoal stoves are burning, and the warmth is permeating.

In this ancient city, drunk and lax, the curfew of Changguo is almost non-existent, but civilians are not allowed to wander the streets at will late at night.

If you are rich and powerful, who can control you walking on the streets?

Song Hong has been wandering the streets for a long time, his martial arts are extremely high, it is not difficult to avoid the guards and patrolling city guards, because no one has stopped him.

Thinking back to the past, he unconsciously walked to the vicinity of the teahouse again.

The teahouse is still lit up.

Song Hong looked at the third floor from a distance across a block, and many thoughts turned in his heart.

He had just gone to the place where the Righteous Path Sect had gathered and inquired and learned Huang Si's name. Those people also told him that Huang Sinai was a new terrifying demon related to the Demon Sect, and told him to be careful.

Be careful? Song Hong laughed miserably in his heart, could he be careful of this kind of person?

Not to mention, he also wanted to ask about Master's whereabouts from this person.

But, that's weird.

Zhou Xia, Huang Si, Huang Shui...... These people, no matter how you look at it, are too unusual. Something was wrong from the beginning of the water, when Song Hong first saw her, she was already in her twenties, and now twenty years have passed, although her face is covered, her figure and voice do not look like an older person at all.

Huang Si is even more so. He heard Mi Shui and another masked woman calling out to his father. But he didn't look like he could be their father.

Moreover, he is extraordinarily young, and he is incredibly powerful in martial arts, which is simply ......

It's like summer .......

The cold wind howled, blowing Song Hong's heart cold.

For twenty years, he hadn't thought about it.

A few years ago, he was inquiring about clues related to gods in the human world.

It's a pity that looking everywhere, there is only disappointment, and all the clues are just some illusions, or ordinary things.

As for the temple? He didn't want to go, and he didn't dare to think about it.

If it weren't for the news I learned half a year ago......

In the teahouse, there was a loud sound.

Someone came out of it.

Song Hong saw Huang Si come out of the teahouse with the three of them, and then said goodbye to a sturdy man who left with two relatives waiting downstairs.

He really didn't know what to do or what to do.

Everything in front of me is like a dead end.

The strong internal force allowed him to hear the voices of those people from a distance.

"Huhu, it's so cold at night."

"Does Father want to add clothes? I'll give you ......"

"Okay, don't take off your clothes even if you're not afraid of the cold, I have internal qi to protect my body, I won't catch a cold."

"Hey, Ayin, don't you care about me? I'm not a robot! ”

“…… You won't get sick either. ”

"Don't be stubborn, go home first. I'll take you two to buy clothes tomorrow. ”

"Wow! Daddy is the best! ”

Song Hong looked at them from afar and laughed and laughed, and then, Huang Shui smiled and hugged Huang Si's arm, and he shook his shoulders as if he wanted to shake Huang Shui to the ground. After a while, Huang Si stretched out her hand to another person who was traveling with her, and she hesitated, but still reached out to hold it.

Those people slowly approached the street where he was.

He hesitated, but took a few steps forward and stood in front of them.

"Mr. Huang," Song Hong took a breath and finally asked, "...... Not a Terran, and besides, you know Natsu, right? Summer She ...... I just want to ask, Xia, is it ...... True gods? If she's really a god, I'm ......"

"It's late." Huang Si said, "I'm in the teahouse, and I've given you a chance." You didn't grasp it, now come back and ask, the event is over. ”

With that, he took the hands of Huang Shui and Zhongyin, ignored Song Hong, and walked over.

Finale walked past him, tilted his head slightly, and said indifferently: "It's late at night, Mr. Song, please go back." ”

Song Hong stared at their backs blankly, his heart was in a mess, and after a long time, he turned around and left.

He finally returned to the inn.

Wash up and sleep early, Xiaoqiu has the habit of waiting for him all night if he doesn't come back, but he can't let Xiaoqiu wait too long.

Song Hong thought about it, so he went to the two guest rooms he had booked before, Xiaoqiu's room was still lit, he thought, this child really hasn't slept yet, so he pushed the door.

The door was unlocked, he opened it, and then found that Xiaoqiu was not in the house.

Song Hong noticed a piece of straw paper left next to the oil lamp.

He walked over and picked up the paper.

There is a line written on it:

"If you want to kill the disciples, see you in the cool breeze pavilion by the river."

Under the paper, there was a stain of blood, which seemed to have been deliberately smeared by the writer.

Boundless anger rose from Song Hong's heart, someone dared to kidnap Xiaoqiu and threaten him with her life, is it easy to provoke as a sword saint!

Xiaoqiu ...... I hope she's okay, since the other party left a word, she must want to take Xiaoqiu as a hostage.

I just don't know what the other party's purpose is. If it's for "that" thing, it's easy to do, Xiaoqiu just needs to hand over the thing, and she won't be tortured. When he rescues Xiaoqiu, he will snatch the things back.

If it's not for that thing, it's troublesome, in case the other party tortures Xiaoqiu ......,.

Song Hong was anxious in his heart, took the note, and quickly left the inn.

……

It's a long way from Gravel River City.

A dimly lit basement.

"Helper, she's fainted."

"Splash water on the wake and continue to ask."

"Yes."

The sound of splashing water, the sound of walking.

The girl's body was chained to a brass bracket, and shackles were clamped around her wrists and ankles, holding her firmly to it.

She hung her head, her clothes were in tatters, and her skin was covered with scars one by one, the wounds were shallow, and at first glance they looked like they had been drawn from a whip, and the blood dried up on them, and the dark red was interlaced.

The water splashed up, and the girl's body remained motionless, as if she had long lost her life.

"Helper, she seems to have fainted."

"She, a person who practices martial arts, how could she faint so easily? That's just pretending. ”

Heavy footsteps came, and a richly dressed man walked up to the girl, and then, without hesitation, stepped on the girl's ankle, stepped on it hard, spun, and crushed.

The sound of tooth-aching bones cracking came from the soles of his feet.

The girl's feet twitched and retracted, and a small scream came out of her mouth.

"Look, I'll just say it's pretended. Keep interrogating me! ”

"Yes!"

The whip cracked through the air.

"Don't pretend when you wake up! Get up and answer the questions for me! ”

"Where did your master hide the Divine Light Stone?"

"Say!"

"There's no way you don't know!"

"You can't carry that stone with you all the time!"

"If it's not on you, it's definitely somewhere!"

With each drop of the whip, the girl's body trembled.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes, and then, a dry voice sounded:

"I ...... I don't know ......."

Syllable!

"I really don't know ......"

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