Faced with the desolate things soaked in the lake, Wang Luo was silent for a while.

And Han Wu's attitude is much more straightforward.

"Lord Wang, please stand away a little bit to avoid accidental injury."

The thunder light in the old man's hand was shining, and the light of the thunder sword in Wang Luo's hand belonged to the same specification: the Governor's Palace's standard of pulling out the wasteland Tiangang thunder has a strong lethality to all wastelands.

Obviously, Han Wu didn't intend to spare Yan Fuxue's life.

"Rest easy." Wang Luo had a different opinion, "This is a rare prisoner of war." ”

"Pointless." Han Wu said, "Once the desolation is gone, there is no possibility of recovery. I know you may sympathize with Yan Fuxue, and I'm just as uncomfortable, but ......"

Wang Luo interrupted: "He is a prisoner of war. Know more about barren living prisoners of war than any of us. ”

Han Wu sighed: "It's just meaningless, the prisoners of war who have turned into desolation, it's not that humans haven't caught them, but they can't judge anything at all." Once the famine, even if it is a soft bone of the lower three indiscriminate, he will never open his mouth to tell half the truth. ”

"Words lie, meat doesn't."

“？？”

Wang Luo shook his head, temporarily suppressed the inexplicable appetite in his heart, and said, "I have a way to dig more things out of him, but I need a little preparation time, so let's spare him first." ”

Han Wu was about to argue, but was interrupted by the light of the spirit talisman from his waist.

Han Guming's voice came from it: "Leave him for the time being, this is indeed a very rare sample, I have seen a desolate demon who can be disguised at such a close distance, at least I have to analyze the principle of this disguise from him, otherwise killing him will only cut off a rare clue." ”

Han Wu bared his teeth, helplessly extinguished the thunder light in his palm, and instead took out a golden birdcage, shook it at Yan Fuxue, and shrunk the other party to the size of a sparrow, and put it in the cage.

And when the door of the birdcage was closed, there were more Tiangang thunderbolts blooming out and wrapping around the birdcage fence.

Obviously, this is a magic weapon specially created for catching wasteland alive, although Han Wu said that once the wasteland is turned into a wasteland, it will be hopeless, but in order to save the wasteland, the Immortal Alliance has not spent a lot of resources.

After that, Han Wu took Wang Luo with him, and left the ink pool in a flash and returned to the Governor's Palace.

And after the figures of the two disappeared, an old man in black clothes slowly showed his figure on the surface of the lake and shook his head.

"Noisy."

——

Wang Luo and Han Wu returned to the Governor's Mansion with the spoils of war and found that the atmosphere was a little subtly tense.

Han Guming sat behind the desk, clasped his hands in front of him, his expression seemed indifferent, but the anger in his heart had already revealed a little from his eyes.

When he saw Wang Luo, he said in a deep voice: "After the Yueyang people inspected Lingshan, they stayed by Ziwu and Zhou Guo's envoys throughout the whole process, they had dinner together, and they learned magic in a dojo in Jianmu District. ”

Wang Luo nodded: "Understood, I promise to interrogate the evidence from Yan Fuxue's mouth and break the alibi of Mu Yuqing and others." ”

"No, it's useless." A muffled, male-female voice sounded in the study. It was Han Ying's voice.

At this time, she was hiding her figure at the desk, but even if she was only facing the prisoner in the birdcage, she would not risk exposing herself, and she carefully added a layer of disguise when she spoke.

"There is no place in the Immortal Alliance that will admit the confession of the desolate demons, not to mention that they are cunning and vicious by nature, and their mouths are full of lies...... Even if they don't deliberately lie, because of cognitive confusion, they often refer to the deer as a horse, so no matter what you come up with, the most you can do is to take it for yourself and listen to it, and it will never be used as evidence to accuse others. ”

Han Wu snorted and said, "That's why I said there's no need to waste time capturing ...... alive."

Speaking of which, there was a bit of unwillingness in his voice.

"If Lao Yan were alive, he would never be happy to see his body defiled by the desolate demons like this......"

Wang Luo thought for a while: "Then he shouldn't mind my waste utilization?" ”

This question made Han Wu hesitate a little.

In the end, it was Han Guming who made the version: "Let it go, now you are the only one who can extract clues from the desolate demon, and the other clues can be placed for the time being, but at least figure out how he achieved his disguise." ”

So Wang Luo immediately walked with Han Wu into a small secret room with thick walls and four walls directly below the birdcage.

Han Wu opened the birdcage and released Yan Fuxue, Wang Luo was about to step forward to extract the information in his own way, but saw that the old man's body suddenly twitched for a while, and then opened his eyes.

"I, what's wrong with me......"

The next moment, after seeing Wang Luo's face clearly, Yan Fuxue immediately showed a solemn expression: "Wang Mountain Lord? Why are you here?! Please tell the Governor as soon as possible, Mu Yuqing has turned into a wasteland! ”

There was silence in the chamber.

Yan Fuxue's face was anxious: "Lord Wangshan! I know it's unbelievable, and it's a big deal! But I vouch for my life, Mu Yuqing has undoubtedly disappeared! I was instantly subdued by her on the White Key Abyss Stage, and the magic power she used was definitely not a method of the Immortal Alliance! If you can come to my rescue, you should be able to find traces of her desolation in the surroundings! ”

Wang Luo sighed and looked back at Han Guming: "Governor Han, what do you say about this?" ”

Han Guming was silent for a long time before he said in a flat tone: "Sometimes, things that turn into desolation will pretend to heal and deceive the trust of human beings, and for more than a thousand years, such despicable tricks have been tried and tested repeatedly. Even if you know that there is no cure for the famine, there will always be those who are close to you who are lucky...... But now it seems that I am afraid that he is also poor in donkey skills, so he will use this plan. ”

When Yan Fuxue heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and then he looked at himself incredulously: "I, I've already turned into a wasteland?" Your Excellency the Governor, you mean, I've been desolate?! But...... No, I see, wait a moment for me to recall the experience before the famine...... No, my memory isn't reliable anymore, right? So, my lord, why are you keeping me? ”

Han Guming opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

"My lord, if you want to ask me what my last wishes are, then I have only one thing: please help me take care of my granddaughter......"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderbolt pierced his skull, interrupting all his words, and the golden flames spread outward from the wound, and they were about to spread rapidly.

But before the thunder fire spread, Wang Luo had already stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the penetration, directly extinguishing the flames, and then absorbed the remaining nutrients from the remnants of his body without saying a word.

"Mountain Lord Wang, I'm sorry......" Han Guming sighed and put down the thunder sword in his hand and explained, "Even if I know that these desolate demons will use their original body to say something offensive to their hearts, I still can't hold it back just now, Yan Fuxue's biggest pain in his life is his relatives. So, thank you for not letting his sacrifice go to waste. ”

(End of chapter)