The stitches may have been hungry for too long, and she didn't even let go of the bones of this fried whole chicken.

Qiao Xiu watched her swallow the entire skeleton after eating it all, and her lips were covered with oil.

"The whereabouts of the Dark Elves?"

The stitches rubbed her abdomen, and a fried chicken couldn't meet her body's energy needs.

But the stitches knew that if they wanted to eat the second fried chicken, they had to answer Qiao Xiu's question.

"It's useless for you to go back, your friends and relatives are all dead." The stitches once again provoked a thousand faces unscrupulously.

"I know, so I'm going to kill all the betrayers."

Chimian also adjusted her mentality during the time when she was stitching and gnawing on fried chicken, after all, she wanted to completely defeat the court than kill the needle.

"Kill the light? What a nice word, how are you going to kill them all... Burn the World Tree with flames? The needle let out a shrill laugh again.

"If I could, I'd pour tar on it myself."

Thousand Faces didn't deny the suggestion of stitches, and if their World Tree was really corrupted by the gray mist, Thousand Faces really didn't mind setting a fire to burn that filthy thing to the ground.

"Flames can't dispel the gray mist! There is no way... A thousand faces you should know! The stitch interrupted Senmian again in a loud voice, "The rest of your people have become the loyal hounds of the Grey Mist, and they possess the power bestowed by the Grey Mist... The gray mist that gathered around that tree was enough to corrupt any creature into a ball of flesh. ”

"Well, can the entanglement between the dark elves and the gray mist stop for a moment? You just have to tell me where that tree is. ”

Qiao Xiu couldn't wait to intervene in the conversation between the stitch and the thousand faces.

The stitches just now were so fragrant that Qiao Xiu was so hungry that he just wanted to figure out the specific location of the Dark Elf World Tree, and then go home to eat.

"I don't know." The stitches gave Qiao Xiu a very concise answer.

These three words, no matter how good Qiao Xiu's temper is, he almost wants to roll up his sleeves and find a leather whip to whip this girl's ass a few times.

But the physical pain could not threaten the stitches at all, and she also noticed the twitching of the corners of Qiao Xiu's eyes, and a mischievous smile appeared on her face again.

"The Dark Elves' World Tree is not on this continent, it has long been rooted in the back of a tortoise." The stitches were still very cooperative, and told Qiao Xiu an important piece of information.

"Turtle?"

"Bechmont." Senmian suddenly said an unfamiliar name, "There is a common legend in the land of the sea, a giant turtle is as large as an island, and just walking in the sea is enough to set off a monstrous tsunami. ”

"This is not a legend, and if you want to burn that tree, I suggest you do it as soon as possible!" The corners of the needle's mouth cracked again, revealing a terrifying smile.

"The tree of the dark elves is eating away at the tortoise's soul and body...... It's a delicious meal, and you people are so creative that when the tree completely erodes the tortoise's soul, it will probably come to the land and start looking for human food. ”

"If the Inquisitors do this, they will be declaring war on the whole world."

Qiao Xiu didn't believe that the Inquisition would make this choice, and if they did spread the gray fog on a large scale, then the nations might not just be wary of them.

"How long do you think the Inquisitors of your mouth have existed?" The stitch asked Qiao Xiu in a low voice, "The Holy Sect discovered the ruins of the underground a hundred years ago, and they only began to come into contact with everything about the gray mist, so the believers of the gray fog will be called the judges, but the time of the gray mist's existence... But it's far older than human history. ”

"Sounds like some troublesome mission-related information, you just need to tell me how to find that turtle."

Qiao Xiu was like pressing the button to skip the plot when he was playing a game, and directly asked about the things he was most concerned about.

"How do I know!" "That turtle is lying dormant in the depths of the distant sea, and I can't get it to the shore!" ”

"You should be able to get information about it in the land of the sea." When Senmian heard this, it seemed that he was planning to go to the land of the sea in person.

"Wait, I still have some questions."

Qiao Xiu directly moved a chair and sat in front of the stitches, and Qianmian felt a little ashamed when he stood next to Qiao Xiu.

During this torture, she basically didn't make any substantive help, and Qiao Xiu directly cut off the Internet Dafa and fried chicken bribes to let the judge tell all the information.

"The plague of the Iron Acropolis was also spread by you?"

This was another problem that Qiao Xiu had on hand that needed to be solved, and the Dark Elf's World Tree also seemed to have some connection with this plague.

In the last few days, although the Frost Owl has been on the line every day and Fuya, I just heard from Al that Shayl has been talking about the situation in the Iron Acropolis recently.

And from another more reliable narrator, Caroli, she learned that the situation in the Iron Acropolis is not optimistic, and the impact of the plague is also spreading to the surrounding countries.

Even Falosi, who is thousands of miles away from the Land of Frost, has begun to be wary of the citizens of the Land of Frost, because the rumor that 'the people of the Land of Frost are the source of infection' is spreading everywhere.

"Of course we did it, or who else could it be?" The stitch sounded very smug when he mentioned this, and Qiao Xiu wanted to beat her more and more now, but Qiao Xiu controlled his anger.

"Purpose?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"Of course, it's for the sake of offering food to our great god." There is no disrespect in the voice of the needle when it mentions 'God', but rather a very perfunctory "war, famine, pestilence... Humans are suspicious of each other, and then fight to the death together, blood... It flows into a river, and these will become nourishment for the gray mist, right! The war between the demons and humans has provided us with a lot of nourishment. ”

The stitches were still on the verge of death, and if it was Nogus and not Qiao Xiu who were present, Nogus would have cut off her head.

"It was a good time, but there hasn't been much war lately... So we had to provoke it again. The stitch said.

"Steel and frost."

Thousand Faces had already guessed the purpose of these Inquisitors, but she couldn't think of a way to stop it.

"Is the rejection and contradiction between the two peoples brought about by the plague? Empress Ekanna doesn't seem to be that kind of soft dove, and at this time she needs movies and magic nets to brainwash. ”

Since the judge wants to provoke disputes, Qiao Xiu can completely use public opinion to calm them, just to see what method is best to calm them.

"Going to make a new movie?" The Dark Elves keenly caught a word she cared about.

"Just an idea, that's all I want to know, and I'll ask you a question at the end." Qiao Xiu stared at the inquisitor's corroded cheeks, judging from the intact part of her, she should still be a pretty girl, but... It's so vicious.

"What's the problem? Are you going to let me go? Mr. Good Guy. The stitches were rarely used in a pitiful tone.

"Your crime is enough to be sentenced to death, and it's okay to die a hundred times, but it's too troublesome to kill you, and you have to dispose of the body...... It's better to give you a job. Qiao Xiu said.

"Work, do you mean to make me atone?" The stitch asked.

"I'm not that boring, I just use you like a coolie." Qiao Xiu said this, he had already stood up and walked outside the cell: "Qianmian, she will be handed over to you for the time being." ”

After saying this, Thousand Faces sent Qiao Xiu out of this dungeon.