What Xie Yindeng gave to Zong Zheng was not a Gu worm, but a pill that could spit out the truth, and it was timed for a quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour, she could do a lot of things, but Zong Zheng was quick and reacted very quickly, and he saw the clue after she asked the second question.

Zong Zheng bit his lower lip and refused to speak again even if he bled from the hole.

Xie Yindeng frowned slightly, unwilling to waste this pill on this, and did not believe that Zong Zheng could really resist the medicinal effect of the Truth Pill, so he asked three questions in one breath.

"Since your surname is Zongzheng, what does it have to do with Zongzheng Tiancheng?"

"Was your face born like this, or do you wear a human skin mask that makes it look like it's real?"

"You've been pestering me, what's the reason?"

As soon as she finished asking, she stared directly at Zong Zheng, completely ignoring the terrifying sword aura of thousands of silver swords, nor caring about his eyes that looked like dead things.

If he wants to get out of here, he must rely on her help, give him a hundred guts, and he will not dare to really kill her.

Although the truth is that if you wait another hour, the transformation of the scabbard will automatically return to its original form, but Somasa does not know that her threat is effective.

Seeing that Zong Zheng didn't speak, Xie Yindeng smiled lightly: "Don't be nervous, I'll just ask casually, if you don't want to answer, I won't be strong." ”

This woman can really talk nonsense with her eyes open, she is obviously making it difficult for a strong man at the moment!

Zong Zheng's face was so black that he was about to drip ink, since he had eaten the pill that Xie Yinlan had given him, he couldn't help but have to tell the truth when she asked something.

If he hadn't forcibly sealed his mouth with spiritual power, his old bottom would have been turned out by her!

Zong Zheng felt even worse when he thought that Xie Yindeng dared to yin her, and his eyes became obscure, and when he left here, he must let her taste the taste of not being able to die.

The space inside the clock is small and dull, and as soon as it calms down, the atmosphere becomes awkward and weird.

The two of them, you look at me, I look at you, neither of them refused to give up, and they were at a stalemate for a while.

Seeing that a quarter of an hour was about to pass, Xie Yindeng was so angry that his teeth were itching, and his breathing was a little panting, so he could only use the tip of his tongue against his teeth to relieve his irritability.

I can't see that the endurance of this kid Zongzheng is so strong!

Xie Yindeng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Prince Zongzheng, since you have already said your surname, it is better to say your name as well, otherwise I don't know what to call you." ”

The corners of Zong Zheng's forehead were covered with cold sweat, and the spiritual power in his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became more and more difficult to hold back, as if as long as she said one more word, he would completely lose control and tell her all the answers.

He hid his hands under his long sleeves and clenched them into fists, and the green tendons on them were exposed, blue and white.

What the hell is this damn woman feeding him?!

Xie Yindeng looked at Zong Zheng, who had a gloomy and irritable breath, his face was calm as usual, but his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and he couldn't wait to rush up and open his mouth and let him quickly say the answer.

But she was no match for him, and there were silver swords around her that were ready to strike.

If she made a rash move, I am afraid that before she could get close to him, she would be pierced into a sieve by these thousands of silver swords.

"Ding!"

"Attention host, the countdown to the effect of the Truth Pill begins in a quarter of an hour, three, two, one!"

"Attention host, the Truth Pills have failed, thanks for using them."

With the sound of a prompt in his mind, Xie Yindeng pursed his lips in a deflated manner, and waved his hand at Zongzheng: "Forget it, Zongzheng's son doesn't want to say it if he doesn't want to say it, I'm very tired and want to sit and rest for a while, can Gongzi's sword formation be collected first?" ”

As the words fell, she looked tired, and while pounding her shoulders, she glanced into the open space next to her.

Zong Zheng's expression was slightly stunned, obviously his body was very tired, but when he heard Xie Yindeng say this, his whole body was suddenly full of energy.

He's back to normal?!

Zong Zheng faintly had such a feeling, tentatively withdrew his spiritual power, opened it and said: "Xie Yindeng, if you want to know the identity of Lone, then go with Lone, Lone will tell you everything, and ensure that you will continue to be prosperous and rich from now on, how about it?" ”

As soon as the words came out, his heart was relieved, although he didn't understand what was going on, the power that controlled his body was really gone.

This is not the first time Xie Yindeng has heard such a promise, and a look of smiling suddenly appeared on his face.

A hint of ridicule flashed in her eyes, and she coldly pulled the corners of her mouth: "Zong Zheng Gongzi is afraid that he is in a hurry, what I want all my life is to become an immortal, and glory and wealth are not difficult for me, and I have already had them." ”

"If the prince of Zongzheng wants to bewitch me, it is better to send some green pills or other elixirs to help me practice. No matter how bad it is, you can send some powerful magic weapons. ”

"Glory and wealth are all fleeting, life does not bring, death does not bring it, or it is more meaningful to become an immortal. Somasa Gongzi, what do you say? ”

Zong Zheng's mind was delicate, and he instantly heard the mockery between Xie Yindeng's words, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his eyes became more and more cold when he looked at her.

The next moment, he suddenly moved his hand and slapped a palm on her chest.

Xie Yindeng had already taken precautions, but Zongzheng was menacing, forcing her to keep retreating, until she hit the silver sword behind her, and then stopped.

She couldn't retreat, gritted her teeth and gathered all her spiritual power into her left hand to meet his blow.

In the bell where he couldn't see his five fingers, the red mole in Xie Yindeng's left palm flickered with a faint light, and then the golden light shook and destroyed the decaying dynasty Zongzheng.

Zong Zheng originally had the chance to win, but the moment he saw this light, his face changed abruptly, and he quickly retreated, but it was too late.

He could only recall the silver sword in front of him, and his hands kept pinching the trick, arranging the array around.

"Bang!"

The golden light shattered the sword shield that thousands of silver swords had turned into, breaking through all formations, and striking at Zong Zheng with unabated momentum.

His eyes were slightly cold, he raised his hand to protect his head, and as soon as his chest hurt, the person was knocked out by the golden light, and slammed on the bell wall, making a loud bang.

The body of the silver sword was also broken in two and fell straight to the ground.

Looking at Zong Zheng, who was not lightly injured, and the broken silver sword, Xie Yindeng was also a little incredible, and looked at the red mole in his left palm with feeling, and rubbed it gently.

This inkstone is worthy of being used by the ancestor of Qingcheng, and the power contained in it is so terrifying that even Zongzheng, who seems to have an unfathomable realm, is not its opponent.

She clenched her left hand and walked over to Zong Zheng, who looked bad, sitting with his back against the bell wall, his head hanging limply, as if he had lost his breath.

Xie Yindeng leaned down, stretched out his hand and gently patted him on the shoulder: "Son Zongzheng? ”

Zong Zheng still hung his head, and his body was lifeless.

Xie Yindeng's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but increase his strength, and Zongzheng's tall figure fell directly to the ground.

"Zongzheng!"

Soon, an hour passed.

The bell that covered Xie Yinlan and Zongzheng finally dissipated, leaving only a short sword broken in half.