Fortunately, Feng Lingxiu originally planned to divide the troops into two ways.

Xue Jiaojiao never saw He Rong, so she told Feng Lingxiu about it.

Feng Lingxiu also had a lot of thoughts.

Soon it was the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people in the sect went down the mountain one after another to play.

And Feng Lingxiu secretly began to purge the immortal killers hiding in Beiju Luzhou.

Because of Xue Jiaojiao's reminder, she paid special attention to He Rong, but she found no trace of He Rong.

Xue Jiaojiao stayed in the room and suddenly opened her eyes.

Behind her was a short blade against her neck.

"It's sensitive."

Xue Jiaojiao took out the Xuantie Sword under the bed and withdrew from the danger, the short blade grazing her skin.

"You're not a night miller from Wencheng." He Rong said in a firm tone.

"Of course I'm not." Xue Jiaojiao took a few steps back.

"If you dare to lie to me, then die!" He Rong had another short blade in his other hand, and the two short blades flew towards Xue Jiaojiao.

The reason why He Rong knew that Xue Jiaojiao was lying to her was because she met another night miller from Wencheng, and she also specially kept an eye on it and confirmed Xue Jiaojiao's identity.

Coupled with Xue Jiaojiao's actions in the past few days, it aroused He Rong's suspicions.

The long sword and the short blade collided, and Xue Jiaojiao stared at the blade as thin as a cicada's wings.

Fortunately, there was no quenching poison on it, otherwise she would have died just now.

He Rong is like this, as if she is hiding her cultivation, and Xue Jiaojiao does not fight her head-on.

The hand hidden behind the back was sprinkled, and the fine powder fell in front of He Rong, and He Rong only felt that his eyes were burning and hurting.

Xue Jiaojiao pushed open the door and ran out, fortunately, Lin Luoshen listened carefully when she was in class before, she has been preparing this for the past few days, just in case.

He Rong rubbed her eyes, her eyes were red, and she stumbled out of the room, and was unshouldered by two people.

Feng Lingxiu brought people here, she had been thinking about Xue Jiaojiao here, and when she came over, she really saw He Rong.

He Rong had red eyes and scolded Xue Jiaojiao angrily: "Slut! If I don't die, I will take your life!" ”

"Take it down." Feng Lingxiu waved his hand.

He Rong was still scolding over there, and the two monks from Beiju Luzhou blocked her mouth.

"Are you alright?" Feng Lingxiu looked Xue Jiaojiao up and down.

Except for some broken skin on the neck, the rest seems to be fine.

"It's fine." Xue Jiaojiao touched her neck, the bleeding had stopped, it was just a small wound.

"Elder Qiu is waiting for you over there."

Xue Jiaojiao followed her and changed her face back to its original state.

Ju Lingsi was waiting for her there.

"Things are pretty much settled, and we won't stay longer." Qiu Lingsi said to Feng Lingxiu.

Feng Lingxiu nodded, "This is natural, thanks to the two of you for your help during this time, I will let you send you back." ”

"Okay."

Feng Lingxiu wants to stay and deal with these captured immortal killers, and by the way, see if he can dig out the news of the birth of the Demon Venerable from their mouths.

After instructing the disciples to send Qiu Lingsi and Xue Jiaojiao back to Yunmengze, Feng Lingxiu went to report to the master.

In the evening, all the immortal killers who went out were also caught, but there may still be fish that slipped through the net in Beiju Luzhou, but this time I caught more than a dozen, which is not a small harvest.

Feng Lingxiu went to the dungeon where the immortal killers were held and brought them all out.

"When did you come?" Feng Lingxiu pointed at the Immortal Slayer on the far left with his sword scabbard.

The man didn't speak, but turned his head away.

Feng Lingxiu clapped his hands and smiled: "It's tough enough, kill it." ”

Someone next to him immediately cut off the man's head, and he didn't have time to close his eyes.

The person next to the immortal killer just now was splashed with blood, and his body trembled.

"What about you, when did you come?"

Feng Lingxiu looked at him with a smile.

"A year ago." The Immortal Slayer lowered his head, not daring to look at the eyes of others.

"Good boy, tell me, how much do you know about the birth of the Demon Venerable?"

The Immortal Slayer shook his head, "I don't know, I really don't know!" ”

"Killed." Feng Lingxiu waved his hand lightly.

The knife fell again, and Feng Lingxiu asked one by one from left to right with a smile.

As long as they refuse to answer, they will be killed directly, and these immortal killers will not be able to stay anyway.

"Let me ask you, how much do you know about the birth of the Demon Venerable?"

The person who was asked this time was Yuan Zongduo, and he gritted his teeth and looked entangled.

Feng Lingxiu ran out of patience, "Kill it." ”

When the knife was about to fall on Yuan Zongduo's neck, Yuan Zongduo suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute! ”

He knelt down and crawled to Feng Lingxiu's side, "I said, I said!" ”

Feng Lingxiu looked at him for a long time.

"Say."

"Yuan Zongduo!" He Rong stared at him with wide eyes.

Yuan Zongduo didn't dare to turn his head to look at He Rong's face.

"Two years ago, we received news from the demon clan two years ago, only to know that the demon venerable did not die, but left a wisp of remnant soul ready to be born back, but we don't know where the specific rebirth is, we came to Beiju Luzhou to find out the news of the sect, and also to find the location of the demon venerable."

Feng Lingxiu rubbed the hilt of his sword, "Can other sects have people like you?" ”

Yuan Zongduo closed his eyes and said, "Yes, but Yun Mengze, we can't send someone in, there is an elder with the bloodline of an immortal killer, and we are too easy to be discovered." ”

"You're damned!" He Rong kept struggling, "You're going to ruin our plans!" ”

Feng Lingxiu lowered her eyes and pondered, it turned out that the Immortal Slayer had received the news two years ago, and it seemed that the search for the Demon Venerable Born was urgent.

"I've told you everything I know." Yuan Zongduo lowered his head to the ground, "You left me alive." ”

Feng Lingxiu waved his hand and said, "Take it down." ”

She glanced at the man, and the man immediately understood and took Yuan Zongduo elsewhere to deal with it.

Now He Rong was left alone, and He Rong looked at her resentfully.

"Tell me, when did you come from?"

"A year ago." He Rong don't look over.

"Lying." Feng Lingxiu's expression was faint, and in the note that Xue Jiaojiao gave her, she emphasized that this He Rong was not simple.

He Rong's body stiffened, and he said impatiently: "I said that a year ago was a year ago, if you don't believe it, forget it." ”

Feng Lingxiu snorted coldly and stood up.

"Let her taste the interrogation methods of Beiju Luzhou, remember to take a breath, don't let her die, and when you don't lie, come and call me again."

This He Rong's mouth is not easy to pry at first glance, she has to use some means, before continuing to interrogate He Rong, she has to tell the head of the sect the news she just gets, and then pass it on to other sects.

Qiu Lingsi and Xue Jiaojiao, who had completed the task, had already left Beiju Luzhou, as low-key as when they came.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xue Jiaojiao looked up and saw the full moon.

Qiu Lingsi took out the moon group from the square inch ring as if he was juggling, took one and handed it to Xue Jiaojiao.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, you should eat the moon group."

Xue Jiaojiao took it in surprise.